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Coast to Coast
04:07
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We used to sing that we'd be "18 forever"
and while that tune still feels Brand New,
somehow we have gotten older,
convinced ourselves it's for the better,
I'm still wondering when I'll get what I'm due.
And if I was you, I'd be sorry for me too,
but I'm just me, so I'll be happy for my simple truths,
they're all that I'll hold onto.
Now I'm riding in a van with my friends,
and we're listening to Coast to Coast AM,
talking underground conspiracies
and who shot John F. Kennedy,
I really thought I'd be over this by now.
And if I was you, I'd be sorry for me too,
but I'm just me so I'll be happy for my simple truths,
they're all that I'll hold onto.
When I grow old
and this guitar is covered in dust,
don't leave me cold,
don't leave me cold.
You're all that I'll hold onto,
you're still my simple truth.
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Something's Broke
03:04
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Wake up early,
snow is falling,
morning coffee,
warms the winter air.
In the kitchen,
Mom is laughing,
Dad looks like he,
did when love was fair.
When something's broke, we fix it,
I cling to you and nothing else,
you hold me up,
when nothing else does.
Some June day we,
run outside in,
our bare feet and,
we make jewelry with flowers.
In the yard I,
built a fire,
we sit around and,
talk for hours.
When something's broke, we fix it,
I cling to you and nothing else,
you hold me up,
when nothing else does.
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Thermostat
03:01
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105,
barely alive.
You'd give all you have to feel like one of a kind.
Up, up in the sky
can you hear it?
The clouds like to whisper.
You barely survived since '99,
that night in September when you realized
that everything worth having has already been had.
It's that feeling that you'll inherit all your sins from your dad
and you look over your shoulder in the park
but its not because you're scared to be alone in the dark
Everything worth having has already been had.
It's yellow and white.
I felt so deprived.
So I wrote a melody; it came out derived.
I'm walking the line.
Did you hear me? I'm not shaking.
Since you took that dive
in the briniest brine
that night in your basement when you realized
that everything worth having has already been had.
It's that feeling that everything you are is up for grabs,
and you can't hide all of your marks.
You can't even remember remembering that spark.
Everything worth having has already been had.
105,
still can't melt ice-nine.
I read all your stories, but I took them for mine.
Not wasting your time.
See the cat?
See the cradle?
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