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Echo ~
I was up too late last night
Thinking about some things
That shouldn’t matter anymore
At least according to my friends
I just don’t know when to let things end
My father says
I want more than other men
Even if it makes me poor
Refuse to compromise or to comply
Choke on my pride ‘cause it’s my life, I swear
It’s mine, I swear
It’s still my life
I swear, it’s mine
But the echo
Rings loud and hollow
We set sail in different seas
You in belief
And I in melody
Sometimes in memory
It gets too loud when my brain's empty
I’ll drown in the voices that surround me
Placing songs in bottles when they’re empty
It’s been months since we last spoke
And you know, it’s fine with me
If we wait a couple more
I guess things are fine again
I wish you well with your perfect plans
I understand
You wanted more than this man
And the things he can’t afford
It’s not like you were wrong and I was right
Choke on the lie I said that night, I swear
It’s mine, I’ll bear it all my life
I swear, it’s mine
But the echo
Rings loud and hollow
Inside
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2. |
Sunday
03:50
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I called to say I would be around
It's been awhile since I've been in town
This week has got me feeling down
Next to you, without a sound
Breathing in, exhale with the swell
Hear the waves roll inside my shell
Can't complain, or so I tell myself
Said too much when I wished you well
Maybe this is what I deserve
You always told me that one day I'd learn
But it's Sunday yet again
Hearing voices in my head
And they're telling me to go home
Just go home, just go home
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3. |
Ole Darlene
04:54
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Ole' Darlene:
There’s a matter of utmost importance
That we must discuss
If time is a river, do you feel your body rust?
As the waves crest the shore
And the clouds rain fire down
We’ll swear that we’re up, cause we won’t be counted out
We’re getting older
With the buildings all around us
They tore down the playground
Where we learned what we were made of
Let’s get out of this town, Darlene
The prairie’s so pretty at dusk
I break my fast on backroads
With my friends, we’re all scared
So we run for our lives
Cause they’re slipping through our fingers
And the radio, no it don’t play
The songs we like anyway
Favors more than a few
That we owe and we’re due
Never mattered that much
Between me and you
If we must go to war
I will sharpen my sword
The cavalries’ coming
If you’ll just close the damn door
We chased the sunset
Nothing else we’d rather do
We got lost in the grove
That’s why this one’s for you
Let’s get out of this old town, Darlene
The prairie’s our playground at dusk
I know one day I’m gonna die
But I’ll always remember these nights
I know someday everyone dies
But we’ll always remember these night
(I’ve counted my blessings
And hoped for the best
But still I lie awake here
Expecting the worst)
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