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Diving Hydroplanes
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I know what to say, I'm just a day or two away and still I'm diving hydroplanes into the sea. Endless alphabets for winning endless arguments, we're crashing into waves, they're tearing off our wings. In the deep, deep, black, black sea, you're following me. And I need some air, the sea is swallowing me away. Sunbathe on the deck, the neighbors crane their rubber necks to see you sail your new tattoos into the sun. Ashes in the ice box and schematics in the sand box – We’re alive! We're diving planes! We're drunk! In the deep, deep, black, black sea, you're following me. And I need some air, the sea is swallowing me away. We should have a thousand years to swim these seas and drown these tears – one thousand leagues below we'll sink ourselves. With hands over our eyes, we'll count until our bodies heal: at least one thousand years until we blink or pull our bodies from the brink. We hang and watch the water carving canyons deep. I can hardly wait, I'm just a day or two away and still I'm diving hydroplanes. I’m diving hydroplanes into the sea. In the deep, deep, black, black sea, you're following me. And I need some air, the sea is swallowing me away. We should have a thousand years to swim these seas and drown these tears – one thousand leagues below we'll sink ourselves. With hands over our eyes, we'll count until our bodies heal: at least one thousand years.
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Tongue Twister
03:27
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Can’t hardly tell whose hand is whose…we lie like shadows on each other. The days go, and the days go. Everytime you look at me it’s like I’m kissed on by the sun, like there’s something on my tongue. You shouldn’t have to look so hard for easy answers. Soon you’ll find what you left behind isn’t waiting where you thought you left it last year. And if I fall back asleep, will you still be here when I wake up? The days go, and the days go. Every time you look at me it’s like I’m kissed on by the sun, like there’s something on my tongue. I do believe I’m blushing. I can’t stop laughing, I can’t stop cracking up. It’s like there’s something on my tongue.
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Library Date
04:02
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We kissed in student unions, we kissed in class. We kissed in dining halls and we kissed in labs. We can’t go back because we’re too proud for that. We’re proof that nothing good ever lasts. When they put us back together, they’re going to find our love was a product of particular times. And we can’t go back. You told me lies to see what I would believe. I told you lies because the truth is so cheap. Late at night, when your room was on fire with christmas lights, they blinked like lie detectors. When they put us back together, they’re going to find our love was a product of particular times. Our love was a product of particular times and we can’t go back. We spent our breaks down south away from the cold. We took the buses places planes wouldn’t go. But we came back, because everything changed so fast. We’re proof that nothing good ever lasts. When they put us back together, they’re going to find our love was a product of particular times. Our love was a product of particular times and we can’t go back. Oh no, not that. Oh no, not yet. We can’t go back.
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Blackout Tapes
04:14
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It was, all in all, the same. You were begging for a better way to wrap yourself in chains, the timing, and the darkness. Turning muscles into rain, turning second thoughts into sick days lost, and all the changing days we turned into tornadoes. Remember, darling, please remember: please don't change. Remember, darling, please remember. There was sugar in the tea. It took the bitter edge off all the winter weather blues we spun into each other. All the things you made for me, and still I sicced the moths on all the scarves you knitted when you had to move your fingers. Remember, darling, please remember: please don't change. And remember, baby, please remember: please don’t change. There were surreptitious smiles. You couldn't quite interpret all the secret signals lost in the humming and the chatter. Blacking out to black back in; all the blackout tapes were monuments to all the cardinal sins committed in your honor. Remember, darling, please remember: please don't change. And remember, darling, please remember: all the angry afternoons; all the things we meant to do; all the hurricanes that followed me following you. Those late nights we held tight, we'd never sleep until we knew we'd chased down all the slights they sighed in our direction. With my hands between your legs, you couldn't trust a word I said. These late night cigarettes seem to mean so much so please remember, darling, please remember: please don't change. And remember, baby, please remember: please don’t change.
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We’ll sleep ‘til fall in igloo homes. We’ll speak in tongues. Then we’ll swallow them. We’ll wake up lost at fall’s first frost. We’ll see our breath and we’ll follow it. So far so good. The businesses of disagreement and the industry of warfare – I’m inventing ways to rhyme here. I’m inventing ways to rhyme here. Bureaucracies of good intentions and the politics of failure – I’m inventing ways to rhyme here. I’m inventing ways to rhyme here. I can’t believe that the city’s still open. I can’t believe that the city’s not closed. All your baseball cards were counterfeit. And I remember someone said that you were sick. All arms and ears, the auctioneer with coins for eyes was crying. We wrapped him up in sheets, like ghosts on halloween. Like he was hiding. So far so good.
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Lazy Dominoes
03:12
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I broke my spine bending over backwards trying to read your mind. All your mind could tell me was “don’t try so hard – just look right into your heart.” All these books! All these things! I wish we could both shed our skins and see what was hid underneath. We lay low. Staying in is easy – nowhere else to go. Waiting on the weather for some kind of sign, some kind of skywriting lines. Let’s stay up until dawn! Sink ourselves deep in the dewgrass and wait for the warmth of the sun. I know what’s the matter with you – it’s what’s the matter with me. We're both between things for awhile. I’m not the first boy to ring your buzzer, but I’m not the worst. My team made the playoffs, so I’ll drink away October and then see where I stand with you again. All these books! All these things! I wish we could both shed our skins and see what was hid underneath. Let’s stay up until dawn! Sink ourselves deep in the dewgrass and wonder what we might have done with our lives. Fire everything at the sun. It’ll fire it back at us. Days lay down before us like lazy dominoes. We’re lazy dominoes because we’re both between things…at least for awhile.
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Christmas Lights
03:46
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Let’s go for a drive and see the christmas lights all firing off on christmas night. Take the interstate to exits where the nice new mansions climb to heaven. They twinkle and glow with electric cheer. Wish I could see you more than once a year. If we’re looking for a reason, it’s the season for that. Let’s go for a drive and see the christmas lights. We both watch what we say. We pretend to be okay. All I need is to see you and see this through. The road goes white under the snow. I’ll be careful, I’ll go slow – but it’s not to say we have to. The lights shut off when midnight comes and I don’t have to get you home ‘til one. One day we’ll have a mansion with more lights than you can imagine. Let’s go for a drive and see the christmas lights. We both watch what we say. We pretend to be okay. All I need is to see you and see this through. The road goes white under the snow. I’ll be careful, I’ll go slow – but it’s not to say we have to. Let’s go for a drive and see the christmas lights.
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You wanted to know how winter got called that, how it feels exactly how it sounds. Wear these words like your winter jacket: let them surround you and keep you warm. Baby, please help me. I’ve got nothing to show for these months in the belly, under mountains of snow. I hope it’s a late spring and that nothing grows. I guess I’ll never get healthy and it’ll always be cold. I think it might be I’m melting and where will I go on two feet of snow? You wanted to know how winter got called that, how it feels exactly how it sounds. Wear these words like your winter jacket: let them surround you and keep you warm.
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Web in Front
03:21
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