1. |
Going To a Place
03:12
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I'm going to a place without a sense of direction,
I'm going to a place where I can get some sleep,
Don't cover me, cover me, cover me in expectations
I'm going to a place at the bottom of the sea.
I'm going to a place in the middle of the country
to hear the stereo sounds from the radio trees,
Hold me, won't you hold me in your affection,
I'm going to a place in the siren city.
It's just you and me in a grayscale movie scene.
It's just you and me in a washed out silver screen.
I'm going to a place in the middle of the country,
I'm going to a place where I can get some sleep,
Don't cover me, cover me, cover me in your affections,
I'm going to a place at the bottom of the sea.
It's just you and me in a grayscale movie scene.
It's just you and me in a wasted teenage sea.
In a few years, we'll all be younger,
I'll spend my days with you down under.
And maybe it'll be clear enough weather
for us to stare at the clouds forever.
And we were covered in your starry blanket
underneath the red balloon-faced rainbow ceiling.
You told me if forever's ending in a day or three.
I'd rather just be you and me, back to the start of a faded dream.
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2. |
Baby, Are You Real?
03:30
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Every time I lose track of time,
I get lost in your empty eyes.
Nothing's open, it makes no difference
if it's unclosed or unfinished.
Sometimes I like to get fucked up
in rooms with pretty painted faces.
And it's all okay if it's not alright,
Doesn't feel the same as it did last night,
and you feel me.
Looking for the moon,
tell me, tell me, tell me, it's a real thing
in my room,
tell me, tell me, tell me, you're the real thing.
Baby you're the real thing,
baby you're a real thing,
maybe you're a real thing.
Wake up someday to a Monday,
but it's not even a Monday.
Rather be by myself than with
people staring into pavements.
Sometimes I like to get fucked up
in rooms with pretty painted faces.
Looking for the moon,
tell me, tell me, tell me, it's a real thing
in my room,
tell me, tell me, tell me, you're the real thing.
And it's all okay if it's not alright,
Doesn't feel the same as it did last night,
and you feel me, and I feel you,
and you feel me.
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3. |
Say About You
03:23
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Three nights 'til summer's end,
'til I feel real again.
Three nights to think it through,
'til I get the feeling that
you don't know anymore about me
than I could say about you.
Before I got too old,
you blew up my bubble soul.
Before I let it go,
you said careful now, babe,
hold it close, don't let it find another ghost
'cause I feel like I have been waiting forever for you.
And I could feel confetti rain start falling through my brain
at once as if to say,
I thought that everything could change
and you could love me.
Sometimes I get the feeling that
you don't know anymore about me
than I could say about you.
Hand print wall paintings of
the sky where we made love
in shades of green and blue.
Is this place a paradise or is it just a strange device
that I'm falling into?
And I could feel confetti rain start falling through my brain
at once as if to say,
I thought that everything could change
and I could love you.
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