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Eastern Standard Time
03:24
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The deepest dark water and the rockiest shore
The tall white pine and the iron ore
Windfall apples with a coat of rime
Eastern Standard Time
Ironwood to Sault Ste. Marie
The great Gitchi-Gami, the Superior sea
The copper summit and the Dead River climb
Eastern Standard Time
Far beyond the reach of light
The shipwrecks hold their secrets tight
Somewhere at the bottom is an old pipeline
Eastern Standard Time
The light of the stars and the falling snow
We shiver in the still of the sweet dark cold
The Three Fires burn from the old bloodlines
And beneath the water as dark as wine
The past is sleeping but still it shines
Eastern Standard Time
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2. |
Just a Town
03:48
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I’m going back to where I lost it all
To renovate and overhaul
Cause I can’t fix what I’m not looking at
So I’ve got my coffee and my tank of gas
I gotta stand in the middle of it
If I ever wanna rise above it
Gotta drive to the heart of it
Yes, yes, it’s gonna leave me a mess
But looking back just brings me down
I built it up when it was all just meaningless
Like it’s some kind of sacred ground
Sometimes a town is just a town
I can see the skyline is taking shape
There’s the place I wrapped in yellow tape
My old haunts still line the empty street
Cause leaving home just left me incomplete
For years I’ve been hearing the call of it
Now I’m waiting for a bomb to fall on it
Back here where I lost all of it
Yes, yes, it’s gonna leave me a mess
But looking back just brings me down
I built it up when it was all just meaningless
Like it’s some kind of sacred ground
Sometimes a town is just a town
Every time we ever left the light on, maybe we were just afraid of the dark
Maybe we were just afraid of each other and the cycle of a changing heart
Sometimes a light is just a light
Sometimes a fight is just a fight
Yes, yes, It’s gonna leave me a mess
But looking back just brings me down
I built it up when it was all just meaningless
Like it’s some kind of sacred ground
Sometimes a town is just a town
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3. |
Leave it in the Dust
03:19
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If you ask me where I’m going
I’ll only tell you where I’ve been
Passing time and neon signs
And highways that know me like a friend
The burden gets so heavy
In a war with wanderlust
One day I’ll lay my sword down
And leave it in the dust
I’m in the kitchen, doing dishes
Picking out a record to play
But if you ask me what I’m thinking
I’ll tell you I’d give anything to stay
The burden gets so heavy
When the gold begins to rust
One day I’ll lay my sword down
And leave it in the dust
I got my armor, got my keys
I got everything I need
No lights left on, no long goodbyes
Just the road and a million broken lines
So there you have it, a new beginning
Is always one suitcase away
For me the leaving is just like breathing
Until the price is more than I can pay
The burden gets so heavy
With dreams that you can’t trust
One day I’ll lay my sword down
And leave it in the dust
One day I’ll lay my sword down, and leave it in the dust
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4. |
Remain the Same
03:03
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We were close when we were younger, to me you were my brother
I would chase the sun for you, you’d do anything for me
Time was clever, peered through branches like a stranger from a distance
So we thought we’d live forever, how it hurts just to remember everything
The years crash down like rain
I grow old and you remain the same
Remain the same
We grew older, we were reckless, imagination endless
We made a masterpiece of nothing, hung it for the world to see
Though I faltered just behind you, I stayed there to remind you
How to outrun every shadow, but you never learned how to let go of anything
The years crash down like rain
I grow old and you remain the same
Remain the same
You went off on an adventure, and I stayed where it was safer
Time was constant, no longer stranger, but I was sure I’d see you later
You had an impulse and you fought it, but then one day you bought it
And it only took a moment, one I wish I could forgive
I can’t fill the hole you left with anything but my regret
Sometimes I wish we’d never met, but I’m a fool who wouldn’t change a single thing
The years crash down like rain
I grow old and you remain the same
Remain the same
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5. |
Circling Round Again
03:19
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Your oversized coat, I wear like a burden
Paper crane memories tucked in my sleeve
Delicate passengers, tossing and turning
All of our history tied up in grief
And when I unravel the thread
I can’t stop the landslide of what lies ahead
Now that I’ve got everything that I wanted
It feels like it’s not what I need
All I’ve become is a martyr of nothing
Broke us in two to make something complete and now
I’m circling round again, circling round again, circling round again
Order the coffee, let’s sever the silence
Back where we started, and isn’t it strange?
What could be sadder than saying you’re happy?
There’s not enough banter to cover the pain
I wish I could call you a friend
I wish we could give up the need to pretend
Now that I’ve got everything that I wanted
It feels like it’s not what I need
All I’ve become is a martyr of nothing
Broke us in two to make something complete and now
I’m circling round again, circling round again,
Circling round an endless, senseless wheel of torture
Get me off this carousel ride, baby I’ve tried
Now that I’ve got everything that I wanted
It feels like it’s not what I need
All I’ve become is a martyr of nothing
Broke us in two to make something complete and now
I’m circling round again
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6. |
Wide Open
04:01
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There’s the thing with feathers that I put away for four years
From its cage it comes and stretches out its wing
When I’m feeling beaten down, I wish I’d never let it out
Cause I can’t help but hear the song it sings
These things don’t come cheap
It’s easier to stay asleep
But I know I have to keep my heart wide open
Even when it’s broken
There’s the thing with feathers slowly waking after four years
It’s always good to see you, my old friend
Bleary-eyed and breathless as you pull me from the wreckage,
And you call me to the precipice again
These things don’t come cheap
It’s easier to stay asleep
But I know I have to keep my heart wide open
Even when it’s broken
Wide, wide
Wide open
There’s the thing with feathers, shaking off the dust of four years
It is restless like my mother, it is patient like my father,
And I am their dreaming daughter, I will always tread this water
And you can’t drown my sound beneath your fear
These things don’t come cheap
It’s easier to stay asleep
But I know I have to keep my heart wide open
Wide open
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The Accidentals Traverse City, Michigan
Genre-bending multi-instrumentalists from Traverse City, MI.
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