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Things and Changes
04:56
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So many things
Look at the ways
How the cracks are forming
Breaking it down
Pulling the seams
Moving from night to morning
All of this noise
Turning to dust
Only the seeds remaining
Building it up
Haul it away
Under a sky that's fading
I never could tell
Never could see it through
The little pieces that we don't see
Somehow still add up to
More than an inch
Miles of minutes
Cover the tracks behind us
Pick up the pace
Grinding the gears
Hoping that no one will find us
Wind back the clocks
Tear down the gates
Take in the view before us
Holding our breath
Closer to death
Leaving behind a forest
All they were were echoes
I got to let go
Something that you never find
Memories that are not mine
It could never lose its thrill
Shivers when I hold you still
Something that you never knew
Your past is in my future too
No one else can make it right
None of us can stop the tide
I never could tell
Never could see it through
The little pieces that we don't see
Somehow still add up to
Something that you never find
Memories that are not mine
It could never lose its thrill
Shivers when I hold you still
Something that you never knew
Your past is in my future too
No one else can make it right
None of us can stop the tide
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We keep moving
But we're stuck in eddies again
I stop tryin to be cool
I stop tryin to pretend
Why is it?
Quit tagging along
I ain't gonna dream
All it was was a song
Sleep walking
Pressing play
Those old mp3s
I try to wish it away
We keep loving
Cause the skies darken again
I ain't gonna be one more boat stuck in the sand
You can't stay on a raft forever
The black sand beneath my feet
Scattered on the sheet
I know that it's gone
In another place
The taste
Of wine from Valparaiso
Three feet from the old trail is a staircase going
We tried but we're too far
Sprials keep getting me
Ten feet from the last step is a red tree growing
We tried but we're too far
Spirals keep getting me
We keep moving but we can't quite do it again
The path going nowhere
Two boats stuck in the sand
You can't stay on a raft forever
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Lost Socks, Lost Dreams
04:20
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What ever happened to the socks thrown across the room?
I've been away so long, everyone else is gone
Why does it have to be only a memory?
All of the time we spent turns to coincidence
Just because it happened to be
Doesn't mean
That it's gonna make sense
That it's gonna be fine
Even though it's all random
You still say that same line
There must be something out there
Guiding me
This one's for the dreamers
Just because you noticed that it's me
Walking out of focus in a dream
It doesn't have to make sense
Just one more coincidence
Go back to your pretense
It's just me
(I know)
What ever happened to the sock thrown across the room?
(I don't know)
I've been away so long, everyone else is gone
We don't have to stay here anymore
There're so many places
We could just start over on our own
You could get some new socks
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Headphones
03:27
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Headphones and headlights
I used to be the one
Left-over advice
The feeling that you love
Headphones and headlights
I used to be the one
Blood shot and red eyes
The feeling that you love
Dishwasher, dishboy
Behind the food truck
Thoughts get deployed
But never do much
Sleepwalker, sleepless
She said keep this
Mattress pad sheetless
Without my secrets
We're making up for lost time
Close the door and open the blinds
We're tracing back the memories of
No one's ever gonna
No one's ever done it like you
You gotta get back to your childhood home
There's no one else around when you look at your phone
You know it seems strange but you just don't care
Oh yeah
The furniture's gone but the TV is still on
It's playing Johnny Carson singing a love song
Whether times are good or bad or happy or sad
You know
Headphones and headlights
I used to be the one
Left-over advice
The feeling that you love
Headphones and headlights
I used to be the one
Blood shot and red eyes
The feeling that you love
We're making up for lost time
Close the door and open the blinds
We're tracing back the memories of
No one's ever gonna
No one's ever done it like you
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Home
03:26
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She thought this song was about another girl but I really doubt if I could find some loving without a place to lay my head
I have to tell her that if she must go off and live like a gypsy, there would be no home or bed with me or place to rest
We didn't settle
It wasn't plan b
When things got messed up
Like roots with no tree
Come inside now
A warm cup in your hand
Strings and paper
She understands
Her mess, my mess, our mess, your mess
She thought this song would be louder so she could sing it in the shower but the speakers all were blown out and not too dry
I have to tell her that it's me, never been the kind to be risky, but if we don't soon we'll be 55
We didn't settle
It wasn't plan b
When things got messed up
Like roots with no tree
Come inside now
A warm cup in your hand
Strings and paper
She understands
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Maybe Next Week
04:55
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I'm sitting around
Don't know what is up and what's down
I don't care
Even though it's a game
You still try so I gotta maintain
Always there
So what if it's true
That I never have had a clue
How it works
By now you should know
The pebble that kicks from the undertow
Always hurts
Maybe next week
Maybe next fall
I don't know why it's taking so long
Stuck in reverse
Half of a half
The ending is first, the starting is last
Erasing the edge
Taking her time
Blurring the pictures out of her mind
Going so far
Staying the same
Throwing the sink out in the rain
She's getting bored
Looking for chords
Trying to get back
To what the point was
When I'm alone
When we are apart
Wings cannot grow
Spring cannot start
Breathe into my hand
As you disappear to nothing again
I'll never go back
Picking up the furniture by the train tracks
Sleep in late
Running all day
I've got some plans to hatch
Leave a tin can and I'll strike up the match
You never knew what to do
How to see blue
Now before it turns black
I pick up the smudges and put it into my sack
Maybe next week
Maybe next fall
I don't know why it's taking so long
Stuck in reverse
Half of a half
The ending is first, the starting is last
Erasing the edge
Taking her time
Blurring the pictures out of her mind
Going so far
Staying the same
Throwing the sink out in the rain
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Flying In a Painting
04:35
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Isn't it just what you thought, but it's too dark outside
The tops of checkered buildings waiting for the moon to rise
Get your umbrella and we'll fly into the deepest red
The colors of the painting swirling, going to my head
So what if none of it's real
Canyons of orange
Mountains of teal
You always wanted
Something unique
Hours of soaking, hours of need
Hours of soaking, hours of need
Hours of smoke, hours of need
Hours of smoking, hours of trees
We've flown into a tapestry
Running out of true things to believe
I know you weren't asking me
But it's what we've both come to need
Is it near the ending
Or is this your masterpiece
You are the one
Lights are getting warmer in here and the paint is wet
Tried to take a hold of my hand, but we both forget
Crawl out from this canvas, get back to the other side
Scores of leagues of memories that we've both survived
Still thinking that it's not over
But the clock's ticking
Time to get sober
Sailing our painted ship in the reeds
Breathing the fumes, blowing the breeze
Breathing the fumes, blowing the breeze
Breathing in motion, breathing a beat
Breathing in focus, breathe with me
We've flown into a tapestry
Running out of true things to believe
I know you weren't asking me
But it's what we've both come to need
Is it near the ending
Or is this your masterpiece
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Upstate
04:26
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A neon sign
The city rises
The sunlight dies
On the interstate
The melting hills
And old windmills
Were all cheap thrills
As we meditate
Keep running, but you can't keep running away
The window views
On avenues
Get you confused
But we feel at home
I got lost
The roads turned off
The signals crossed
We didn't really know
Keep floating, but you can't keep floating away
Hold my hand as in yesterday
The sun would shine and the leaves would sway
You never know if it's meant to be
Leaving home in a memory
Keep running, but you can't keep running away
Keep floating, but you can't keep floating away
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Sun Cut Flat New York
Sun Cut Flat is a musical project by Nick Lattanzi based in New York City.
Email: suncutflatmusic@gmail.com
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