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1. |
Try
04:21
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We piled in
to a cramped old van
drove all night
to the western sand
drank forties on the roadside
half slept until the daylight
We tried new things
every day
we tried we tried we tried we tried new things
screaming into a dirty old microphone I was told by some voice from beyond
this is what is what you came here for
Take my hand
we’re going out on the road
all in the service of being heard, bein’ heard
Try
Try in the only way you know how
to brighten up the dark
even when it feels weird
Try in the only way you know how
Don’t stop tryin'
don’t stop don’t stop
Did you know
That our hearts and minds are given to us only once?
Only one time, Did you know
That if you spray paint that cd
It will get stuck in people’s cars
And they’ll have to listen to your voice forever ?
In dark times
it calms me to recall those good ol times
Would you hear the song inside my heart
and sing it to me when my memory fails
Take my hand
We’re goin off on our own
All in the service of being heard, being heard
At age nineteen
sliding across the stage on my knees
I would tell you
You can do anything
Anything you want
Anything at all
Nothing stands in your way
Anything you want
Anything at all
Nothing stands in you way
I believe even if no one else believes
I believe even if no one else believes
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2. |
Molecules
04:33
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I roll down my window
And the world feels new
New as a child
New as the womb
New as the grave
Take me as I am
As a sex obsessed young man
as a rascal wearin’ grease paint
strumming a beat up mandolin
Tell me is it just
is it right
That you came to the show tonight
And for five
big ones
I brought all of this
and set it all up
And is my heart
Is my mind
these big feelings
and all of this time
Is it all a chemical reaction?
Is it?
One more
six week tour
Playing solemnly on your
VCR in fast motion
With no one there to see
Sneaking out of Jeff’s house
closing the gate
I might’ve learned
to stop comparing
myself to you
Our sincerest emotions
Are reducible to reactions
on the molecular level
Ah I swear to god though
My love for you
will last through
new configurations
many incarnations
at least the next few
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3. |
Grand Canyon
03:42
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The whole earth in it’s entirety
The united state of arizona
Plunging fearlessly into a purple sky
Our boys venture out into the night
Yeh Our boys will venture out into the night
Embraced into the arms of total chaos
Seeking oblivion 40 ounces at a time
Seeing ghosts and feeling cold and icy fingertips
crumpled up in the backseat
crumpled up in the back seat
Yeah you’re tryin to teach me something
What is it I’m meant to be learnin?
The time everything meant everything
When the dream was in our grasp
Sweating bullets, fever coursing through my ventricles
I refuse to miss a show
yeah I refuse to miss a show!
Kill your fears with a kitchen knife
Compromise is for the weak
Placed in this story about kids upon the run
Things will change, nothing is lost
Everything will change, nothing is lost
All things change and we change with them
Hold my hand, hold my hand
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4. |
The Present As A Gift
03:33
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He fell asleep in a stranger’s back yard
the dirt pressed into his face
and the love he shared
was nowhere to be found
Take me home
Take me out of this
grind of playin
shows to nobody
Shattered like a bottle on asphalt
Embraced by the arms of total chaos
Crossing over that Tennessee line
And into outer space
We took this gift, this present
The present as a gift
We held in our hands
The earth in its entirety
We took this gift, this present
the present as a gift
We held in our hands
Life in its complexity
For good old you
A stranger
I would get down on my knees
For good old you
I drove here
Would you like my music please?
Scraping elbows on the realness
And the pain and the glory
of the truth
I’m loving being out on the road
Oh brother how bout you?
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5. |
Saying Goodbye
04:52
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Do I have to?
Do I have to say
Do I have to say goodbye?
Do I have to?
This set of memories
This familiar face
This little family
This personality
This comfortable house
This child that looks like me
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6. |
Portland Maine
03:23
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You took the words right out of my mouth
At a poolside show in Portland Maine
I strained my vocal cords
For a crowd that didn’t get my shit
It’s a tough job isn’t it
We traveled up from down south
Came up to see my ancestors
They didn’t care to meet me there
Oh the fear of the unknown strikes cold
Ice cold heartless days of old
When the time comes
When the beasts roll screaming down
When the sky cracks
I know where I’m gonna go
We crawled up from the mud pit
Just southern crusty bug bit boys
Without a dream of makin it
We gave our shit away for free
Knocked the pride right out of me
We shed our scraps of childhood
Our egos never stood a chance
Of coming out on top
They blended in a way
We knew we couldn’t stay
Oh, Our bodies roll downhill
The wind of change feels chill
Our hearts unsafe upon our sleeves
The truth revealed to me
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7. |
Take Another Try
03:51
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I got the wrong day
I’m in the wrong city on the wrong day
Tonight this road is my home
And I’ll start talkin when I know what to say
The van broke down in Ames
Got it fixed and it broke the next day
These precious memories steadily decay
Like the clefts of rock faces along highways
Take another try
Another go around
Don’t fear goodbye
You get another go around
I made a big mess
Did I pass the test
Orbiting back to my dest
Please give me one last
Lesson for the street
As a trick, and a treat
Found the fun in the suffering
I keep it buffering
For at least one more day
The clock loves talking back
I’ll make it last for you babe
in my flaming lane
Sparked by The
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8. |
Train Your Eyes
04:23
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Train your eyes
on the thing you want to see
yer new life
Is your within your reach
Believe
When you write your fiction piece
I do not mind
if you misrepresent me
Misrepresent me
You’re either dead or you’re not
You’re either dead or you’re not and you’re not right now
Watch the sky
for the full moon on the rise
Good things
are gonna come tonight
Breathe in
And watch your senses try
That new feeling
can change your mind
It can change your mind
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9. |
Walls Of Snow
03:29
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We escaped the walls of snow
Came upon
The ancient hole
They say
A meteor made it
How deep it goes
We don’t know
Creative types have a burden to bear
Watching a film inside a thoughtless stare
I said I need you to watch me sing it
Peek inside and there’s nothing there
In the days when we ran free
Dragged our hearts across the country
The growth we saw was new and naked
How far it goes we still don’t know
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10. |
Youth Is Free
05:22
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Taken by itself
Taken by itself it might not make much sense to you
In the opaque fog
In the opaque fog we found our bearings
As kids do
Just kids you know
In the middle of the air
In the middle of the air
Light as the ether
We flew away
On a half-lit day
In the context of
In the context of
The night
Was the best thing
I’d ever heard
Do you have that youthful ear
That truly listens?
Can you learn to not Compare
Hear your own wishes
Because
Youth is free at any age
Just reach out and seize the day
Youth
Comes
At
A
Cost
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Nicholas Naioti Kirksville, Missouri
Nicholas Naioti is a multimedia artist from Kirksville, Missouri.
Nicholas'
artistic focus is to cultivate minimalist, approachable concepts in a way that instigates nostalgia and a sense of wonder. Nicholas has been making music and art for 20 years. Nicholas studied audio science and music theory, and has been engineering, mixing and mastering audio and video projects for most of their life.
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