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406
05:06
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Put these stains on our names that I know we won't get over
How come it rains every time I'm over?
Now I'm going 200 down the 406 to you
Girl it's hot as hell and lord knows I need you I do
Remember that cool night at your parents, the wind never sounded so sweet
I'll bring the wine cause you gotta leave in the morning said darling I be back next week
You hold my hand, squeezing it tight, won't forget that look in your eyes
You lean closer, and you whisper. Got the prettiest eyes I won't lie.
How could I mess up this bad?
Please forget these mistakes I have
And I can't stop thinking about you
I can't stop thinking about you
Remember that cool night at your parents, the wind never sounded so sweet
I'll bring the wine cause you gotta leave in the morning said darling I be back next week
There was no fights, no need for good nights, only good mornings.
I'll bring the wine, cause it's almost morning
How could I mess up this bad?
Please forget these mistakes I have
And I can't stop thinking about you
I can't stop thinking about you
I put these stains on our names that I know we won't get over.
How come it rains every time I'm over?
Now I'm going 200 down the 406 to you
Girl it's hot as hell and lord knows I need you I do
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You Are Here
04:49
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I've been pacing around the same ideas
Haven't worked before
this time I'm not sure
In familiar footing the moment expands
A mirror to the past, the next reaches back
My legs are getting heavy, the air is growing thin
I'm searching for a place to begin
The edge of our sight
Measured in miles
Does it all break apart into untethered equations
Does it fall into place when you're far enough away from it
I've got this frantic feeling
Can't spit out the thought
Before the shops all change owners
Overnight the cars rust
The offices and parking lots contract and expand
An atom in a moment, the loosening of a hand
My heart is getting heavy
My hair is growing thin
The thought's no longer mine and the colours they dim
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Science of Solace
04:29
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Century Thief Toronto, Ontario
Trash Lounge Folk Prog Rock featuring three principal songwriters. A blend of introspection and energy, sometimes soft, sometimes noisy experimental indie rock featuring brass, woodwinds, keys, guitars, bass, drums and multi-layered vocal harmonies.
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