1. |
Blueberry
04:30
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The water's so cold it turned us blue
Blueberry raking with one pink shoe
John Boye Norman Abbey
Rockhead black bear and me
To Alma we went and tore it up
Woke up in a ditch with that old clown
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2. |
'84
03:56
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When I leave my home
When I leave my home
I was born in '84 and I'm still not out the door
When I leave my home
When I leave my home
It's harder than it seems
Out there will make you scream
Sometimes it makes me !!!
The dogs will give you fleas
Jet planes buzz by my head
and lunch it's just not cheap
and my mouth forgets to speak
Please help
I can't get out
I'm not just here to pout
1983, you're still not old to me
When I leave my home
When I leave my home
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3. |
My House
04:09
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My house went to the dump
Stacked on top of the pile
My mind went to the beach
and laid out on the sand
My friend is really cool
You def have to meet him
in some grass-filled parking lot or something!
My yard went to the store
and filled up all the way
My yard it went again
But stopped right in the lane
My fam is really cool, you def have to meet them!
My head went to the store
Piled up on the stack
My end went to the mine
and wrote right out in stops: "Cool really is that cool! Cooler and cool!"
(and some frosted plastic cooler sits up in the trunk)
My door went away
It shut right in your face
My phone called you again
cus it can't get enough
My girlfriend's really cool
You def have to meet her
in cold blue or red hot, whatever
If you had a good time, last night lives in your heart
Will the game stay and come around, again and again?
No one can say but my guess is totally.
Will your radio turn up any louder?
I want to feel the bass raaaattling me everywhere
Building blocks for being young
stacking up stacking up stacking up stacking up
Legos in the real world
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4. |
I Apologize
00:57
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I apologize for
talking so much
talking too much
talking so much
I always talk too much
I apologize for
being so big
being too big
being so big
I didn't mean to be so big
I apologize for
looking at you
it didn't seem like you want me to
I didn't know it was you
I apologize for
driving so slow
in the left lane
so slow
I'm not from here at all
I apologize for
telling half the truth
telling half of what I owed to you
I didn't know what was true
I didn't know where you end and where I begin
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5. |
I Drove Endlessly
03:23
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I drove endlessly
across the bridge to your side
is so clean
so green
I drove across the bridge to your side
I thought endlessly
about the trip and the most direct street
Which direction will be the quickest?
I studied maps
I looked up closely
All along the way, I'll imagine what it looks like. I'll imagine what it sounds like. I'll imagine what it feels like. Full spectrum in vivid color, stereo all around. I will be fully transported and probably totally turned around, full flip turn around when I get there.
I rushed so quickly
I took the fastest line with no problem at all
Traffic - none to get caught and lost in!
I trickled straight down just like water
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7. |
Ripe and Dizzy
03:14
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I'm a mountain in my head
a lonely mountain dressed in fallow fields
with dead and heavy yields
and nothing left to feel but joy
God's a garden in my head
a ripe and dizzy friend to me
helps me bury what I need
helps me fall so fast asleep
helps me find just what I'm digging for
Time's a banquet in my head
a dirty table always set for two
set for me not you
always set for me alone and me alone
Time's a mountain in my head
I'm already dead
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8. |
Snowmobiling
02:32
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Snowmobiling! Snowmobiling!
Freedom sledders!
Snowmobiling!
Freedom sledders! Freedom sledders!
When the snow is white gold
and the trails are so cold
don't beware the death toll
brisk ice frost bite
here we go
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9. |
The Minister's Face
02:05
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the minister's face is tall and dark
the blue lights flicker and here we are
the beer is frozen the fire's dim
step into the river the ice is thin
the wind on the valley blows hard and fast
we'll never make it we'll never last
the union gave into Alberta we come
everyone leaves this town is dumb
the minister's face is tall and dark
stare up at the cliffs from this meh park
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10. |
My Head
02:14
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I make my head
as we sit here
we sit still here
making our heads
here we
our heads are blank
white sign
no sign
you signal none
sign now no one
no none no signing
no sign
we sit
you sleep
in my head
I make my sign
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Logan Hone Los Angeles, California
𝘶𝘯𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤-𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘺𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤-𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘰𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘯𝘦
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