1. |
form / fade
03:09
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To shade me evergreen
Just crawl up inside me
And make me whole
Can you cut me
To find the pink
That calendar magic
We can extol
I look at the globe to watch the darkness form around you
You look at the sun and watch me fade
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sunlight burns the dew
03:42
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Friday morning, open road
Packed enough for two
Years I guess but maybe more
Sunlight burns the the dew
West Virginia gas station
Horizon hints of blue
We're mumbling 'round the obvious
Pretty skyline, perfect view
Before we hit the city limits take this spell off me
Show me how I can atone
Cause I can't turn this car around
I can't go back home alone
Roadwork in Kentucky
Driving forty for a few
You look just like a ghost right now
Through my side eye point of view
Before we hit the city limits take this spell off me
Show me how I can atone
Cause I can't turn this car around
I'm not going home alone
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3. |
walk into the woods
02:19
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The sun unrolls down silver springs
And deer tracks cover everything
There's a fox asleep on a patch of leaves
In our backyard under the trees
And the chipmunks found some shelter
Built a nest in the stone grill
Right behind our old snow angels
At the bottom of the hill
They’re calling for snow again today
And this time it’s more than I can take
As my soul slips underfoot
I may walk into the woods
And fade away
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see you see
01:54
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We took the exit for a road that held the house where I once lived
It painted pictures of a kid who couldn't bear to shake his frown
Jumped the fence and peeked inside you tried to visualize my life
You tried to understand why I could never open up to you
Time hasn't healed you
Time hasn't healed you
Now we're old and we've moved on to better lives that we don't share
In different cities where we live with different people we both love
You still make your way out to that house we went to long ago
You fold your arms to steel yourself into that girl you were before
Time hasn't healed you
Time hasn't healed you
Time hasn't healed you
Feels like a new wound
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5. |
stumbling
02:22
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Since I'm the one who's stuck on the front lines
I don't expect for you get this
You're the ghost of a lark
I hear your song but you don't exist
Through most of fall
Your resentment was palpable
Did you want to just break it off
Or was it more like a passing storm?
After stumbling around land mines
I've been searching for good vibes
Now I'm hoping the road is clear
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f. larocque St. Louis, Missouri
Aaron Crossland. Missouri.
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