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Hole
03:53
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I often talk myself into a hole
And dig my heels into the mess I've made
And all the things I know I shouldn't say
I say them anyway
I like to think that I've got some control
That only now and then I let you down
The truth is I see a stomping ground
As you tiptoe around
Oh sorry
What's "sorry"
When "sorry" ain't enough to change your mind?
I like to put my back against the wall
And shoot where I see shadows in the light
Goddamn my newfound tendency to fight
To always be right
I'm sorry
What's "sorry"
When "sorry" ain't enough to change your mind?
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2. |
You Killed My Daydream
02:45
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You killed my daydream
I want you but I need
Something
I woke from a wellspring
To nothing
When first I was swimming
I know that more than often I am not myself
The odds then seem to favor I am someone else
I was hoping there was more to
All that dreamers often do
But you killed my daydream
I want you but I need
Something
I know that more than often I am not myself
The odds then seem to favor I am someone else
I was hoping there was more to
All that lovers often do
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Hector's View
03:25
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Hurry up run and stop
Draw and bust or win the pot
Call the shots
Or call for help when I’m not myself
And I’m all I’ve got
Nothing has happened yet
Blinking lights of leaving jets
What a mess
Incant a curse on
My holy church of cigarettes
But maybe that’s a version of the truth
That I prefer to recollect to you
As if nobody knew
It could be east or west
A thousand miles, no difference
Nonetheless
The clouds a mirror and
The moon appears too brilliant
But maybe that’s a version of the truth
That I prefer to recollect to you
As if nobody knew
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Flat World
03:30
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I was in on the joke
But it still went right over my head
How do I manage to choke
On every line that I’ve been fed?
You say that this ain’t your home
As if I’m the shepherd who led
You so far away from the trappings of comfort
My outline on your bed
You’ve been holding out hope
And it’s been holding out on you, too
A century sewn with nothing to show
But rosy cheeks a-turning blue
Your message after the tone, a stone
I sink through holes in my shoe
You’re tragedy-prone as if you’d never been shown
The trick to life is just passing through
Didn’t know that I could be so young
Am I the only one who’s going backwards?
Then again, I guess it’s not the end
To get accustomed to
The view from a flat world
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5. |
My Lady Breathes
03:28
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Her curves are deep, her sleep is light
My lady dreams
While straddling the dead of night
My lady dreams
She fills and falls in silent swells
My lady breathes
Like horses on a carousel
My lady breathes
Where would we be
Had we been breathing all along?
I hang my head so low when I know that I’ve been wrong
And when the pot at hand starts spilling over
She cries
Carolina in the fall
My lady leans
She always writes, she always calls
My lady leans
Where would we be
Had we been leaning all along?
I hang my head so low when I know that I’ve been wrong
And when the pot at hand starts spilling over
She cries
She breathes like a woman
Breathes like a woman
And leans like a woman on me
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Jade Vases Denver, Colorado
we're a band from denver
Jade Vases recommends:
haunting, aching, autumnal : delicate arrangements and chesty melodies : a raincoat in the rain
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blood-pact honesty : twang of the yankee reaper : an old pendleton sweater
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okay here we go : raw power : a denim shirt with the elbows busted out
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