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Bad View
02:43
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Picture yourself in a New York town
Out in the road exchanging vows
And your gaze true
Into his eyes blue
There ain’t no short of people around
And what you say you say so proud
‘Cause he knows you
Like an old few
The Friday lights get too bright
You’ve seen everything that has a sight
It hits you hard, its not just a bad night
It’s so true, you’re stuck with a bad view
A trip for work and the weekend bouts
You lost his eye to the rat race shouts
Yeah, he lost you
You feel lost too
Out in the street you seemed so devout
Held to a stare that you can't back down
But your heart is blue
He’s gonna leave you
The Friday lights get too bright
You’ve seen everything that has a sight
It hits you hard, not just a bad night
it’s so true, you're stuck with a bad view
Picture yourself in a Midwest town
A city block with no people around
In your best suit
It feels like a costume
Your only friend is a Jesus crown
The way they sing they sing so loud
Trade your bad view
In for a church pew
It’s a mad zoo
We all want something new
From a bad view
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2. |
Glucose
04:12
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Behind my eyes are good things
And ice cold blood in my veins
Seeking validation for all the fear I ring
And the cuckoo clock is ticking just the same
But when I die I want memories with my name
Jackie Robinson or the Babe
The insects will find my body lame
Gnaw at the glucose in my veins
Skin will be red, but my heart will be tame
If you don’t laugh, I won’t take it the wrong way
Can’t remember when I could look you in the face
The years between start to fade
Where the oak tree gets covered in a sappy paste
It will banish the lark from his chosen place
Makes me think there’s no one you could ever save
I spread darkness like a firehose. Once you spray,
Nowhere that shit goes, at least they say
No destination was in my mind
For my worn out heels to find
Click through the channels while I’m on my break
I've been working too hard, spinning wheels til they take
Lust from my eyes and color from my face
I'm not sure what I need: friend, woman, or grace?
All the walls inside they move like a maze
Tricks from years ago start to fade
And I will find a trail one day
A tree will part its branch to say
Visions of ease
It won’t be a dream
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3. |
Dumb
03:44
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There are some things I wanna ask you about
Like as a boy, how’d I do with bouts
Of bad dreams, when you heard me scream?
'Cause for me, it’s just a metaphor
And I'm sent here to ask you more
Questions than you can answer
Like, when you heard, were you freaking out?
Underneath, while my light was out
Did you pray for it to turn back on?
Or did you see it as a seed of doubt?
And the terrors that I screamed about
Would come back, but not a dream?
You were right to think that maybe I was dumb
And you though it was a show I was putting on
Hold me down
Hold me down until I calm
As you see me from the telephone
Do my eyes flicker off and on
Do I grab my knees,
And roll my tongue?
Like the trees in the backyard
With a tale, but beneath the bark
Do they sway, or will they fall?
You were right to think that maybe I was dumb
And you though it was a show I was putting on
Hold me down
Hold me down until I calm
An antique fell apart
I hope I’m still sleeping hard
If I scream, don’t wake,
Dont wake me
You were right to think that maybe I was dumb
And you though it was a show I was putting on
Hold me down
Hold me down until I calm
Hold me down
Hold me down until I calm
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4. |
Bowery
04:20
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There’s a picture at home, hangin’ in the stairwell hall
Got a towel round your neck, shoulders broad, standing tall
Smirk on your face, seems like you knew just how
That guy from back then could be the same as now
Yeah yeah...
Scene on the shore, Long Island sound
Rose from the water, shook it from your crown
And you walked on by, got called into a bungalow
Picked up the phone, whispered a soft hello
And you picked up the phone, whispered a soft hello
On the west end
The same place as the streets you roamed when you were just a kid
The Bowery still ends
Right along the Broadway gap we wait to shuffle in
I just had you on the phone, seems you’re gettin old
I can tell by your tone you are just as bold
You still argue, man, it seems you have to fight
Said you’d never let go. I was hoping that you never might
You said you’d never let go,I was hoping that you never might
On the west end
The same place as the streets you roamed when you were just a kid
And "Blowin' in the Wind"
Still echoes in the Gaslight hall as I stumble in
On the west end
The same place as the streets you roamed when you were just a kid
Its got that same tint
As in all of the photographs you painted in my head
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5. |
Traveler
02:54
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Pacing back and forth, she don’t have a clue
Reading books that tell her everything she oughta do
Pupils wide, panic in the stare
Convinced herself nobody cares
Hanging on to that disembodied voice
Growing up they told her she did not have a choice
They forced the book right in her hands
"You know, we all have got a plan.”
I guess I’m not the one to tell you how it goes
For all the things I’ve done, God, he only knows
All the hurt I’ve caused
Not just the travelers are lost
Empty walls show all she can't afford
Echoed halls remind all yet to explore
If she stops looking so hard,
Open her eyes, see at all
I guess I’m not the one to tell you how it goes
For all the things I’ve done, God, he only knows
All the hurt I’ve caused
Not just the travelers are lost
Morning breaks and clouds seem to part
Says to herself, “I can go anywhere I want”
And for once her window ain’t so large
In a moment she is gone
I guess I’m not the one to tell you how it goes
For all the things I’ve done, God, he only knows
All the hurt I’ve caused
Not just the travelers are lost
Not just the travelers are lost
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6. |
Place to Go
02:38
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Before you leave and go
I’d like to ask “What do you want with me?”
I had no ideas, and got no money
When you walk out in the cold, cold rain
And the night sky is a dark, dark way
Don’t you cry
Girl, don't you cry
You know we’ve both been bought
You know we’ve both been taught
Not to hold our words
Don’t hold your words
And even though I talk way too much
And even though I miss your touch
I dont expect you to stay at all
Just down the road where I walked everyday
I had a place to go, another place to go
Now its shut down
with the whole road paved across the way
And the money’s rollin in
Money's rollin in
I liked it better the old way where I don't have to walk too far
I dont like to walk so far
So If you're going down the same old road
And see a place we used to go
Think of me
Think of me
Think of me
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7. |
Let You Down
04:25
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Hit me with your words again
I had a thought to reel them in
You stole it with a cheshire grin
I never want to let you down.
I never want to let you down.
I gave another metaphor
To get you walking through my door
And even though it’s never more
I never want to let you down.
I never want to let you down.
I know you
You know me, too
A fire burning out
The water running through
Inside you sleeping bed
A flicker lights your weary head
I love you
I sent it in the mail for you
Hoping the words would get you through
All those times your heart rang true
I never want to let you down.
I never want to let you down.
I'm not sure what you want from me
You gave me everything I need
And hold it with a selfish greed
I never want to let you down.
I never want to let you down.
I know you
You know me, too
A fire burning out
The water running through
Inside your sleeping bed
A flicker lights your weary head
I love you
I know you
You know me, too
A fire burning out
The water running through
Inside your sleeping bed
A flicker lights your weary head
I love you
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8. |
Slowly Walkin' Back
03:25
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Little man was hidin' his face while
Slowly walking thru
Short temper along with his hair
Fumblin' for you
Black and white on the side of the bed
But he slowly blinks his eyes
Long nights and shorter dreams
He won't ever have another kind
He won't ever have another kind
He was lookin back
Just walkin' round in circles
He was lookin back
But he’ll never walk another line
No, he'll never walk a straight line
Jump up, on, off of the bed
Slow motion turn around
Take a picture, eyes open again
And you're standing in your wedding gown
She walks, and you follow through
Alone in her kitchen now
Flash of your mother’s house
You were playing, he was sitting down
You were playing, he was sitting down
He was lookin back
Just walkin' round in circles
He was lookin back
But he’ll never walk another line
No, he'll never walk a straight line
Take the bandage off his head
He's slowly getting bruised
Think of all those things he would do
If he only had you
Pendulum swingin' back and forth
And he drives down the boulevard
A car parked out in the street
He's peekin' but through the bars
Yeah, he's lookin' but through the bars
He was lookin back
But he's walkin round in circles
He was lookin back
But he’ll never walk another line
No he'll never walk a straight line
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9. |
Hold On
03:13
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You ever seen a wave from the sun
Barrel at you with your head undone?
And shit, you could be lying in your bed
Can’t feel your legs, nobody to help
What is it you're gonna do?
Anything they ask of you?
Riding in the backseat
Hoping that the front
Drives to the place
That you just came from
You ever in a slow motion crawl?
Things pass you and you roll along
Knowing that your bound for the race
Hope for the best, hoping that you say
"What is it you wanna do?"
Anything they ask of you?
Riding in the backseat
Hoping that the front
Drives to the place
That you just came from
Hold on, Hold on,
Hold on
They wanna see you gone
Flying through a sunset cloud
Shiver and let your hair hang down
I saw you at the bottom of the bar
Sippin' on your breath
Holdin' back your thoughts
What is it you came to do?
Anything they ask of you?
Riding in the backseat
Wishing you had gone
Nobody's there, say to yourself
Hold on, hold on
Hold on
They wanna see you gone
You ever seen a wave from the sun
Barrel at you with your head undone?
It sounds the knocking in your head
Take a breath, and you smile instead
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10. |
Past Life View
03:58
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Meet me on the couch, and you can bring your wine
Doesn’t matter if it’s animated or in real time
We’ll watch a new film, won’t have to wait in line
I’ve been writing this song with just a single rhyme
Not the first time, we’ve been here before
It’s not a line, and it’s not a metaphor
You wanted less, but you say you wanted more
You’ve seen me, too
In a past life view
I can’t believe that I didn't turn my head
Came to the wedding in your party dress
Wanted me to look, yeh you want to me impress
Head in the clouds, 'cause I was seeing less
Not the first time, we’ll be here again
It's almost like it's an illusion
We're coming back, just like we're circlin’
You've seen me too
In a past life view
I can't believe all that time we lost
Runnin' around like there was no cost
You can be the brains, you can be the boss
And we’ve done it, too
In a past life view
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Sean Marshall Columbus, Ohio
Born and raised outside New York City, Sean Marshall has since resided at the Jersey Shore, the Midwest, and now the Pacific West. His experience across diverse landscapes and audiences has only enriched his eclectic vision of America and its people, demonstrated by songs rooted in classic folk structures, colored by indie rock textures, and laced with country ambience. ... more
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