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Flying Over Utah
03:06
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No, there is nothing you need to say.
I know the reason you’re gonna go; it’s ok.
I was up in my mind, and you only were kind.
Saw a shadow behind, though, and I gazed at the glow of a long-dead star.
I never picked up the language right;
Spoke ‘til I dreamed in the broken words each night.
There’s a smile in my sighs, but it won’t reach the eyes:
Just a lazy disguise, not half as true as the glow of a long-dead star.
Now, I sit up by the empty wall.
Wish for the one I would never choose at all.
From the plane up at noon, now the earth’s like the moon,
But it’ll be better soon; we shouldn’t ache for the glow of a long-dead star.
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2. |
Saturday
03:16
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On a Saturday morning, I got the terrible news,
and I don’t want to end up with what the others went through.
So I try to keep it out of sight,
disguise the fright, and hope that no one sees inside.
Now, I’m stuck with the feeling that I’m not at my best,
and maybe all of my theories only add to the mess.
Phantom sightings flash through emptiness.
They hide what’s missed before I know it.
Watch the rain on melting snow;
when something’s lost, you always know.
Somewhere, soon, I’ll have to grow.
But after all of this thinking, I feel the same as my youth.
I’m always looking for answers, never wanting the truth.
Chasing down a train already missed,
I can’t resist the hope I cling to.
Watch the rain on melting snow;
when something’s lost, you always know.
It’s not because I lost control.
Somewhere, soon, I’ll have to grow.
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Hush Club Boston, Massachusetts
Three friends in a Boston indie band
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