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New Streets
03:46
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Piled into the seats
Windows down the day ahead like a feast
Driving new streets to the beach
A band oh what were they called
I see the world as a room without walls
Eyeing girls drinking ‘gansetts cold and tall
We pop the shrooms on the roof
Night falls we shake the party for the street
And suddenly all we see is so good you can’t believe
The stone arch the vast park our shadows in the dark
Time casts a line back to Olmstead and Vaux
Struck dumb laughing at a bird on a pond
Call it a lie
Call it a lie
I don’t mind
I know I was close to the source
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Only Child
04:33
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Was the season of sweat run
The paint that chipped off the window fell down like snow
Ice cream on the porch swing
Sky so wide I am falling forever far gone
Night when I knelt my heart was a blank
When the cool sheets touched me I shivered and fell back
Stay up too late the world on my screen
I know you’re doing the same
Sister it’s me
I was an only child
Come back as a grown man
Built on a child’s thought
It was all my fault
Find the house gone and the trees too
In this anonymous land I strike a pact with my prints in the sand
Night when I knelt my heart was a blank
When the cool sheets touched me I shivered and fell back
Stay up too late the world on my screen
I know you’re doing the same sister it’s me
I was an only child
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