1. |
Broken Bodied
02:09
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Spinning, I'm spinning
out of breath
My lungs are too small
My windpipe is an inch too narrow
My mind's a nest
I am lost, paralyzed, or both
There's a lump in my throat
Like when you've cried for hours
But I'm not crying
I wish I was
My body is weak
Just a crooked figure
I wish you were here
Just to hold me
Almost as much as
I wish you never saw me this way
I've been down this road before
I know how the story goes
It's too bright and my eyes are hurting
I am shaking and I can't work this out
This is what I live with
What I have to power through
I am broken, without reason
It's just how I am
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2. |
Garden
02:24
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You've spent your life growing your garden
And building fences to keep safe
Nurturing hope in the back of your head
You've tried your best to reach out
Sometimes falling
Sometimes failing
But chasing time to find pause
Sometimes falling
Most times failing
Waiting for the day
When everything will flourish
That day when fences won't be needed
I know you've tried almost everything
I know that nothing really worked
I believe that the comforts you are turning to
Will be as worthless as the old
They will sink like stones and burn like bridges
Leaving you bare-knuckled and needing
To love and care for your lonely garden
To grow and build your new regrets
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3. |
For Better or Worse
02:18
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I don't have all the answers
This is your mess as much as mine
I just try to keep it together
Try to keep us both alive
Yes I have stumbled
I have failed and fallen apart
You haven't been there every time
I haven't always pushed you away
You left, please try to remember
How you sat there as I lost my mind
I pictured both sickness and health
I pictured for better or worse
Happily ever after
Our home is falling apart
But as we try to quench the flames
We find ourselves knee deep in ashes
You left, you don't remember
How you sat there as I lost my mind
It is a tangle of lies
But this might still hold true
From that day and onward
Only death will do us part
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4. |
Elsewhere
04:28
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Days pass by like bare hills
Outside this trainwreck window
Glaring back as we are racing through
Conversation barely lasted
Through the first time thrill
And I pray for distraction
To take us all the way home
I know I am elsewhere
Trying to stay occupied
I know you look right through me
And pretend like it's fine
I think I've lost my voice
I can't hear my thoughts
Through this crowd
And though you read my lips
I'd rather you read my mind
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5. |
Family and Friends
05:54
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He kept himself alive
So that others might not miss him
His family and friends
Kept at healthy distance
He let them in at times
To ponder hopeless questions
And at those times all he wanted
Was to never be forgotten
But forever is a long time
Without a will to live
And if there is one thing
Worse than failure
It’s falling in between
And that is what my life’s been
Always in between
Not knowing what to fight for
Not knowing what to be
My mind has set a course
And my heart just tries to follow
But in the end I just seem
To be walking around in circles
We keep ourselves alive
Try to stay numb, and not feeling
Our thoughts of what could be
Kept at farthest distance
We let our loved ones close
And hope they might see through us
Because all we wish for
Is not to be forgotten
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