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We Were There
03:43
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Your shoulder cradled the telephone
As you turned down the stereo
And casually mentioned you had to go
There was something pressing waiting for you
So just go, hang up, I don't want to keep you
From the friends you didn't want me to meet
So we hailed a cab on Christmas Eve
Where I held your hand in the backseat
And our driver spun his tires in the sleet
And I know, it's cold, here you can have my coat
I hope that the world ends in our lifetime so we can brag to all our friends how we were there
We were there
We were there
This is a song for the end of days
I thought this would be a nice way to say
That we, we were there
And we had a really great time
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My Voice Is A Whisper
03:48
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My voice is a whisper sung beneath an open chord
The hum from the TV can easily be ignored
And I think we should get away to
A place where nobody knows our names
Where nobody knows our names
Shutter exposing landscapes of vast decay
Slowly eroding what I was going to say
So I'll read The Old Farmer's Almanac
To predict when sunlight will warm our backs
When sunlight will warm our backs
My neurons, they fire causing cells to perspire
As they struggle securing my skin to my frame
If you only knew how much you meant to me
Then you would join me, and we'd take the next train
Where I'll catch my breath and sink fast into my seat
You'll read me some translation from an elder cacique
And pine trees streak green as they pass me
You reach for my knee and ask "What is happening?"
Ask what is happening
Between the white caps on the mountains and the white caps on the waves
There are parts to our lives we simply can't save
Now at this point I'm bad at conversation
I stumble and I don't know what else to say
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