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After
02:16
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We brought the light, we kept you warm
We fed on every word you worn
And now we die and now we leave
See the seeds bloom into a shelter
Please use it, please take care
'Cause now we die and you will live
And yes for a while the waves will keep on coming back
Hurting bad, washing away the last bits of our faith
We brought the light, we kept you warm
We fed on every word you worn
But someone someday will join you
On the rocky shore they will join you
And you’ll dip your feet in the crystal seas
And for a while you’ll stay safe from the burning sun
Hug your friends, today’s a gate
Cry a smile, tomorrow is great
Brother tell them the sorrow will fade
Sister take all their fears away
I hope she was right
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2. |
Looking for People
03:11
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I woke up in a silent house
Feeling stuck with nowhere to go
Picked up a chair, threw it at the window
But ended up surrounded on the floor
And I don't know how
I stood up and just started talking
Took my place among the screaming and laughing
As the noise grows my heartbeat fade
But somehow I still keep going
And I don't know how
Surrounded by friends and family
It's still getting hard to breathe
Otherness is killing me
And I'm finding no relief
Otherness is killing me
Please I need someone to help me
'Cause otherness is killing me
With everyone starring at me
I feel like my worst enemy
I see you standing in a corner
A way out at my last hour
But I don't know how
How I could ever let you help me
With all my fucking trust issues
Otherness is killing me
But damn loneliness is too
Otherness is killing me
Please I need someone to help me
'Cause otherness is killing me
A big house
Some broken glass
An empty chair
You and I
But early in the morning
I may find you in my bed
Even if I slept on the floor
And we can talk about our feelings
And I'm not sure if I need more
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3. |
Heat Wave
03:00
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I sent you a story about a heat wave in Chicago
And how alone we are, how screwed we are
And I know it will break your heart, like it did mine
And I'll wait for days for you to answer me
If you'll even answer me
Maybe you'll think that I'm pitying you, that I'm being cruel
That I feel so much better than you do
Well, maybe I do
'Cause you got fucked by the very thing
You thought made you strong
Now you're sitting in your living room
And the temperature is rising
Everything slows down, you get quiet
The way you always do
But now there's nobody here
To ask "what the hell is wrong with you"
You started to lose it at age 25
New jobs, new cities, new lives
But you had been pushing them away for a while
Do you even know why?
'Cause I'm sure it did break your heart, like it did mine
And I always get mad when you get hurt
Can you even make it stop?
It's hard to know just how much people care about you
Harder to know how much you can love them
How much you can tell them
Maybe you sent me that story about the heat wave in Chicago
'Cause I'm worrying about you
And maybe that story is not about the way I feel
With the blinds closed and the windows opened
Because no matter how noisy the streets are
It's always louder in your head and you've got to get it out
When everything in your living room is on fire
You start singing at yourself just to get it out
And even though we don't talk much anymore
Even though we're not burning the same way
You're still in my heart
So as the song says
Call your parents when you think of them
And just tell your friends, oh just tell them
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4. |
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I'm taking the night bus number eight
It's just a few blocks away
Are you leaving now?
Do you want me to wait?
You're going back to your place
Your blood's pumping, no tears, all sweat
You wanted for the night to last a bit longer
You could've stay and miss this bus
There's another one in 20 minutes
But what's the point? You ask
So you chose to run
You've always been so reasonable
You're not even crazy about her
You just don't know any better
So let's put Drake on
You're on your worst behavior
4 am on a saturday
You can't do much better
You just wanted to show everyone
You just don't know any better
How close you two still are
4 am on a saturday
You can grab your notepad
And pretend you're a songwriter
It's a 40 minutes ride
But you still tried too hard
You still stayed too late
What a waste of time
Why did you wait?
Why did you wait?
Poptimist bullshit as an excuse
To indulge yourself
You better stop smilling
And keep prentending
You're reading some text
You weren't even having a good time
You just don't know any better
So let's put Drake on
You're on your worst behavior
4 am on a saturday
You can't do much better
You just wanted to show everyone
You just don't know any better
How cool you think you are
4 am on a saturday
You can grab your notepad
And pretend you're a songwriter
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5. |
John Prine
04:05
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"I've never heard a John Prine song"
He tells his mother-in-law to be
"Aren't you supposed to write about music"
She replies gently
"He's the only thing
That still makes us feel like a family"
He has never heard a John Prine song
Now his fiancee is looking at him funny
She gave him two songs to listen
One about loss, one about old age
They played the first one at her father's funeral
He sang it himself at their daughter's birth
And then again at their daughter's funeral
He likes the second one too
"I had never heard any of your songs"
He tells John Prine
"But now I carry them with me all the time"
The old singer listen to his story
Before telling his own
Of love lost, a bad divorce
Of love found, a life well-lived
And it doesn't matter if those are different stories
'Cause the song remains the same
And for his son birth, he chose John Prine again
But I've never heard a John Prine song
Maybe I've not lost enough
I'm sure as Hell I've loved enough
And I'm not dead yet, or old yet
But my bones feel like sand
My body is an island
I reach across the ocean
Metaphores fail me
I think I'll just try to listen
To see if everthing's ok, if everything's cool
If everthing's ok, if everything's cool
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6. |
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I'm taking the next train out of Paris
Someone is waiting for me
I see an old man in a sharp suit
With a tatoo on his wrist
And he's strugling with his cellphone
Oh when did things get so complicated
Even the greats get old
He gets no attention
From the three teenage girls
In their blue football kits
Talking with their hands
The security gard in a tight shirt
Sitting in front of me
Is trying hard not to be noticed
While he's starring at their soundless lips
Even the biggests get impressed
It's ringing, the doors are closing
Old man you have to stand up
For the couple coming through
They're kissing and celebrating
Just put your back against the door
And let go of your memories
I'm taking the next train
I hope someone's waiting for me
Too much noise, too many people around me
I hope my body disappears
So I'm taking the next train
I hope someone's waiting for me
Too much noise, too many people around me
I hope my body disappears
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7. |
Sushi
03:06
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Funny how destiny made you sit
Right in this restaurant on Jonas street
You looked well and I'm glad
'Cause your smile seemed sincere
I couldn't help but listen to your conversation
I heared that you handled all the issues you had
I would have bet on it
You've always made me hopeful
And I have always been so proud of you
Funny how destiny made that kid
Get up and come to me and ask for my name
You called him back, told me you were sorry for this
You didn't really look at me, you never did
Now I see the way you look at them and I think it's all right
Life keeps going and I'm so proud of you
You've always made me hopeful
And I have always been so proud of you
That kid looks just like you and for sure he'll be great like you
You left holding his hand, you are kindness and care
You've always made me hopeful
And I have always been so proud of you
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8. |
New Year’s Resolution
03:01
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I only wake up each morning to see if this is the day
I'm gonna find a good reason to wake up the next day
I should find a better bed
'Cause my back is killing me
Maybe I'll buy a new one
I just wanna sleep
But if I don't stand up
How will I earn enough enough
To buy a new one
So I can sleep better
Stop feeling so tired
So I can earn enough to...
Well fuck me
I only hang out with my friends
To see if I can meet the new friends of my old friends
The better friends
But I don't think I can
Start all over again
I just don't have the energy
I should make some changes in my life
Maybe I'll start running to work
Maybe I'll accept to go out
On a Wednesday night and attempt to stop being a stranger forever
Maybe I'll even try to talk
Or maybe I'll go online and meet local boys
With boring pictures of the same fucking cliffs
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9. |
So Anyway
09:34
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I know that it's been a while
Since the last time we saw each other
We moved around, we cut our hair
And we're looking good
You started a new job
Finally I got my own place
You should come and take a look
Some day, if you want
Maybe I shouldn't ask
Maybe I should just let it go
'Cause what's on my mind
Has not always been on yours
But can you remember
That last time we saw each other
Or is it just a blur?
Well you know
We were young
We were young
Oh so young
We were young
You went your own way
I didn't want you to stay
I wasn't sure
If things would be okay
You went your own way
I didn't want you to stay
I wasn't sure
If things would be okay
We going our own way
As fast we can
And maybe things
Will work out in the end
You went your own way
I didn't want you to stay
I wasn't sure
If things would be okay
It was a sunny but cold afternoon
In February in our hometown
And we were probably wearing
Some clothes we bought to one another
Baggage we got from one another
But you don't think it's all bad
Did you look back, just a glimpse, just one last time
I know I asked, I know what I said
But did you just walk away
In those streets that saw us growing up
Me I went back to our house
Would you have helped me back up?
I quickly learned how to be by myself
Did you figure it out?
There's still work to be done and the hardest part
Is to know when to stop
So anyway, that's what I've been up to
And it feels nice just to talk to you
The only way forward is still through
Took me some time
But I've been writings songs
Yeah it's a shame I had to wait this long
Without you around it feels kind of wrong
The chords come easy
A decade of purposeless noise in my bedroom
A couple of years of singing Jens' songs in our living room
It's finally paying off
Yeah it's finally paying off
The words are still harder to get out
I've been borrowing some of them
But they don't feel right
Teenage years and punk rock songs, and gender politics
I guess I'm too old to be resentful
And I can't thank you enough for that
I found comfort in songs about god
About grief, Pablo, Norman and Carrie
Low lights and acceptance of oneself
In buddhist love songs for Tibetan pop star
We found comfort in other people's faith
For the loss of our own history
So anyway, that's what I've been up to
And it feels nice just to talk to you
The only way forward is still through
Took me some time
But I wrote this song
I think I needed to wait this long
And I hope this one won't feel wrong
I was stuck in my own head
And you weren't around anymore
To help me escape
Be my Mister Miracle
Too many stories
And I know, not all of them were good
But I've waited too long
Can't afford to pick and choose
So I'll write like I talk
Probably too much
And I'll sing, and I'll sing
'Till my voice drowns out my thoughts
So anyway, what have you been up to?
Do you even remember
The first time we saw each other
Bad hair, bad skin, barely done
Yet bored and alone
Do you still think about
Thoses years, those broken teenagers
Or is it just a blur?
Yeah we were young
We were young
Oh so young
We were young
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