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Clover
02:40
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say you’ll think it over for me, darlin’
doesn’t have to be so sudden
only has to make you wonder
what it’d be like if we maybe talked it over
can i be your three-leaf clover?
can i make your heart beat slower?
eyes wide shut, i never had the power
isn’t that what you wanted-
me to be like a flower?
soft and passive with no intention,
only time that i’ll mention
you were never really listenin’
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2. |
Bad Word
02:33
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looking back at the heartache
god, what a lovely pain.
made me feel like i was new
like i was a kid again.
but how can i survive if i feel that way?
tried so many things just to feel that way.
we got right back together
now we treat her name like a bad word.
feeling light as a feather
til' I think about her.
so why do i still look when i know i’ll hurt?
go out of my way just to feel that hurt.
you left me part of a letter
you ripped off the bottom of the page.
if it’d stayed put together
would that change a thing?
one day i might know what it is you think,
til' then i’ll laugh it off, pour another drink.
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3. |
Phone Call
02:27
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the world is full of things that don’t belong to me and
i wanna keep that phone call in a cigar box full of crushed flowers
i wanna hold the dirt in between our fingers but it’s not ours.
the world is full of things that won’t ever sit still and
i wish i knew that back when i was five and i sprained my ankle
i wish i knew that back when i went deaf ‘cuz i had a fever.
i woke up in your car after it wouldn’t start and
we watched the AAA guy take his cables and jump the engine
i signed my name and he said “Thank god you’re pretty ‘cuz i can’t read that.”
the world is full of blame and other useless things but
we had our fun, i know i probably wrote you a hundred letters
just wish i had that phone call, i really think it would make things easier.
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4. |
Room
03:17
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the closest to God i ever felt-
when we held each other on the bed
you weren’t even my lover then
just a friend and still a friend.
at the dive bar and Springsteen’s on
you hit the cue ball across the room
love is a kind of carefulness
and i'm fallin’ over and droppin’ shit.
we’ll start over after summer’s end
close our eyes and count to ten
head in your hands, you call my name
am i always gonna feel this way?
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5. |
Road Song
02:04
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spent so long on the road
i forgot there was somewhere to go
and when i got there, well, i just don’t know.
i only wanted to be home.
being born is going blind
and we’re looking for the words to find
the way it felt when we were young
God, it’s on the tip of my tongue.
river run through my fist
and give me my first kiss
i caused another bitter end
‘cuz all i needed was a friend.
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6. |
Bored
04:39
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family ties and i’m losing my mind again
and it feels like the first time-
when i drove you back home from your best friend’s party.
now i’m in bed rolling thoughts through my head
and i'm taking it back
and i'm making a plan to get gone.
i wanna come see you, and talk like we used to
why do i wanna break a quiet institution?
i was quiet, too, until i met you.
i am so afraid of time’s careless passing
and i’m bored.
memory lives in the space that we give ourselves
when we feel like receiving.
we were sixteen in my dream again saying “i love you”.
now i exist in the time that you missed
and i’m so fucking pissed
and i wish i had dressed well
or tried hard in high school
or gave myself willingly to some kind of cause
‘cuz i’m stuck in the mud and i miss you.
why do i wanna break a quiet institution?
i was quiet, too, until i met you.
i am so afraid of time’s careless passing
and i'm bored.
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7. |
Passing Through
03:41
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who can blame anybody for how they treat a person passing through?
i do, i do, i do.
i do — why do i?
what is yours and what is mine?
what is mine is yours but you’re not mine.
it’s time, it’s time, it’s time.
i’s time, this time i’ll —
leaving you was a big mistake.
i wanna come back around to that blue.
who knew, who knew, who knew?
you knew that i would.
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8. |
Over
02:23
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if it was all a dream
maybe i could just scream and then i'd wake up next to you.
if it was all a show
i’d stay for a while and then find my way out of the crowd back to you.
but i don’t think it’s over-
no, i think it’s just begun,
so i’ll move on, so i’ll move on.
you pulled me inside the car
i was crying so hard, you said:
“it’s not a big deal, what’s going on?”
i wanted to make you sore
i wish i could tell you why it meant so much to you that i was wrong.
but i’m just a three-leaf clover
and i think you found the one
so i'll move on, so i’ll move on.
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9. |
Hey Blue
03:01
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hey blue, you know that she was my friend, too.
i watched her lose her mind
screaming at the highway sign.
hey blue, that must have been so hard for you.
i hate that he’s alright
after what he did that night.
hey blue, it still hurts just to think of you
i guess that you were right
when you said the anger would subside.
hey blue, hey you,
your world is so real, but mine is, too.
hey blue, i see you when i'm in my room.
the mirrors tell a lie
that there’s something on the other side.
hey blue, hey you,
your world is so real, but mine is, too.
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