1. |
The Midnight Sun
03:29
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Sits in the sun with her sunglasses on and she
Sings every word to the songs on the stereo.
Only a moment the whole world is silent, I
Don’t hear the waves and I don’t feel the undertow.
Frozen in time like the drink in her hand as she
Lays in her chair like she’s posed for a magazine.
As the sun sets she begins to forget all the
Worries that plague her and cause her anxiety.
All of it seems far too good to be true and I
Realize it’s all just a part of my fantasy.
Suddenly everything starts disappearing, I
Can’t hear the waves ‘cause they unplugged the stereo.
Now the illusions have all been revealed and the
Sun is a lamp and the beach is a T.V. screen.
Still there’s no place that we’d both rather be as we
Bask in the glow of the midnight sun just her and me.
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2. |
The Obsolete Man
04:41
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I used to play piano in a five star hotel lobby
Until the year that my career became my full-time hobby
One day when I came into work I heard the music playing
The concierge politely tells me there’s no point in staying
They have a new machine that plays all of my songs
Somehow I should have seen this day would come along
And we will be replaced
All things we’ve done erased
No memory just in case they
Need the space to store the new ones
And will we be deleted
When we’re found obsolete and
They don’t need us anymore
I used to play the records on an FM music station
Until the day my job became my permanent vacation
One day when I came into work I heard the music playing
The station manager reminds me there’s no point DJing
They have a new machine that plays all of my tunes
And now I start to see nobody is immune
When will we be replaced
All things we’ve done erased
No memory just in case they
Need the space to store the new ones
And will we be deleted
When we’re found obsolete and
They don’t need us anymore
What happened to me?
I went to sleep and I woke up a different person who I don’t recognize
But they’ve still got my eyes
How long have I been out?
I had a dream that I was someone who forgot what all the fighting was about
But I never had a doubt
I used to play with both my children like a loving father
Until the day their mother told me that I shouldn’t bother
One day when I came home from work I heard the children playing
I’m pulled aside and then reminded there’s no point in staying
They have a new machine that plays all of my games
And now I understand it’s always been the same
And we will be replaced
All things we’ve done erased
No memory just in case they
Need the space to store the new ones
And will we be deleted
When we’re found obsolete and
They don’t need us anymore
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3. |
Time Enough at Last
06:10
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Clock hands moving on the wall
Watched the phone for you to call
Waited all night for you
Good things come to those who wait
When my time comes I’m too late
Waited too long for you
Soon there’s no more you and I
Now it’s time to say goodbye
Hate what I have to do
But I waited too long for you
Time goes with me or without me
Now you’re gone and I’m so sorry
I don’t know what to do
When there’s time enough at last
Soon that time becomes the past
I waited too long for you
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4. |
Perchance to Dream
03:50
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Was I just having a nightmare
You weren’t there?
Was it just one of my bad dreams
With a wake up scream?
Is it all too surreal now
Or is it real?
Is it how I should feel now
Of the whole ordeal?
I don’t want to weep anymore
Or fall asleep on the floor
Inches away from my bed
With no pillow beneath my head
I don’t want to dream anymore
Or hear them scream anymore
Or feel that hole in my heart
Every time that we have to part
Was I just having a nightmare
You weren’t there?
Was it just one of my bad dreams
With a wake up scream?
I don’t want to weep anymore
Or fall asleep on the floor
Inches away from my bed
With no pillow beneath my head
I don’t want to dream anymore
Or hear them scream anymore
Or feel that hole in my heart
Every time that we have to part
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5. |
Nightmare as a Child
02:58
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I’ve got a rainstorm
Here in my pocket
I always carry it
Wherever I go
Sometimes the rainstorm
Escapes from my pocket
Hangs like a halo above my head and
Covers me from head to toe
And when I feel cold
It turns into snow
I had a nightmare
When I was a child
I always think of it
When I’m in the rain
I see the rainstorm
Windy and wild
There on the beach and it’s just out of reach
While the lightning runs all through my veins
And I’m afraid
But I feel no pain
I’ve got a rainstorm
Here in my pocket
And I will carry it
Wherever I go
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See the girl over there in the red dress
The one looking blue when there’s no one around to impress
The blonde who coordinates outfits and outdoes the rest
But he just sees a girl
And he just sees a dress
See the boy over there with the green eyes
The one in the backyard who can’t keep his eyes off the skies
The cold rain cascading to earth like the tears when she cries
But he just sees the tears
And he doesn’t know why
See the lines in the sky of a rainbow
The one like the girl next to violet and indigo
The stars in the night scene by Vincent Van Gogh
But he just sees the lines
And he still doesn’t know
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7. |
The Lonely
02:59
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Woke up to the sunrise
Reflecting off his phone
Dilates the red eyes
Sees he’s not alone
Opens up the inbox
Finds a letter waiting
Another bittersweet rejection
That’s the price of online dating
Searching for that someone
He can call his better half
And he knows there’s must be someone
Who wants to make him laugh
He’s alone but he’s not lonely
He can’t tell the two apart
And he knows he’s not the only one
Trying to fill the hole inside his heart
Woke up to a sparrow
Ringtone on her phone
Dies a little inside
Wish they’d all leave her alone
Opens up the inbox
A thousand letters waiting
Another tasteless proposition
That’s the price of online dating
Searching for that someone
She can call her better half
And she knows there must be someone
Who wants to make her laugh
She’s alone but she’s not lonely
She can’t tell the two apart
And she knows she’s not the only one
Trying to fill the hole inside her heart
He asks her out for coffee
She kindly blows him off because
She’d rather sit at home and
Wait for Mr. Right
She’ll wait all night
They’re alone but they’re not lonely
They can’t tell the two apart
And they know they’re not the only ones
Trying to fill the hole inside their heart
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