1. |
Innocence, Pt. 1
04:39
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Everyone who walks between these
walls is keeping a record of their thoughts
They write their questions down before they
ask them over andover again
Things get ugly sometimes
On a whim I went for the only
door that was not open to me
I followed the light on down the hall but
I couldn't see
Things get dark here sometimes
Oh things get dark here sometimes
Oh things get dark here sometimes
They say there's a decent chance that
we won't make it through the winter
But I don't feel like I'm in danger
of a January collapse
I'm just taking my time
I say step outside let's have a
conversation but you're not going anywhere
I am following my intuition that all I've
got to do is wait
I've got plenty of time
Oh I've got plenty of time
Oh I've got plenty of time
You say get the fuck out of my face
and you don't say it politely
I'm just trying to make sense of it all
to respond to you forthrightly
But all my words
are studied and rehearsed
I am trying to find a human answer
Things have been getting out of control
they've been going downhill quickly
I'm just trying not to lose my grip
I'd like to pull you back up with me
But nothing that I say or do
could make a difference to you
if I can't get you to trust me
You say get the fuck out of my face
and you don't say it politely
I'm just trying to make sense of it all
to respond to you forthrightly
But all my words
are studied and rehearsed
I am trying to find a human answer
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2. |
Daggers Coming Out
04:02
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Don't think
the end is a
beginning
I will
leave you all I have
and walk away this time
Don't say
that it's all
gonna be for the best
When all we
are is momentarily
intersecting lines
Take my
ashes and bury them
by the water
'Cause I have
lived my whole damn life
waiting for a swim and
all that I've
ever known is
the tide coming in
But the tide is not
what my story is really about
'Cause all I've ever known is
the daggers coming out
So don't think
the end is really
a beginning
I will
leave you all I have
and walk away this time
Don't say
it's all gonna turn
back around
Cause I have never known when
the dagger's coming out
The dagger's coming dagger's coming
dagger's coming coming out
Oh the dagger's coming dagger's coming
dagger's coming coming out
That's when the water's gonna water's gonna
water's gonna cry out loud
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3. |
Old Friends
03:21
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Old friends
quietly waiting for the
world to end
Keeping our distance
taking our time
making predictions
within a margin of error we cannot hide
Me and my friends
we get together every
now and then
Telling stories
drinking wine
trying to avoid
the one thing that's always on our minds
How do I get started?
Where do I begin?
When all I've ever wanted
is to win the only game I'll never win
I thought I was waiting
for the day that I'd break through
but there are no real breakthroughs
just the things you say and the things that you do
Just the things you say and the things that you do
I've been
wondering if we've got one
chance in ten
of doing anything
worth remembering
or if our only hope is to
pack it all up and start again
How do I get started?
Where do I begin?
When all I've ever wanted
is to win the only game I'll never win
I thought I was waiting
for the day that I'd break through
but there are no real breakthroughs
just the things you say and the things that you do
Just the things you say and the things oh the
things that you say
and the things that you do
oh the things that you say and the things you do
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I was not awake
I was not asleep
I had kept my head
buried underneath
Underneath a heavy layer
of blankets and sheets
It was a simple machine
to shield me from my dreams
I lay paralyzed
terrified of night
dreading even more
the flood of daylight
I could feel a heavy weight
suspended above my head
It was shaped like the machine
that tears through all my dreams
machine that tears through all my dreams
and tears through all my dreams
I lay on a line
a vector pointing south
and I could not control
the words coming from my mouth
I was guided by a force
I could not see
as answer after answer
came to me
like an old memory
I was not awake
I was not asleep
I kept my eyes on
a point in front of me
I still felt that heavy weight
suspended above my head
It was shaped like the machine
that tears through all my dreams
machine that tears through all my dreams
and tears through all my
dreams that tears through all
my dreams
and tears through all my dreams
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5. |
Little Brother
04:11
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I followed you into the forest
I followed you into
into the flames
I thought I knew
what this was all about
when I followed you into
the forest thinking that I
would follow you out
My vision was cloudy
and I had started seeing
seeing sparks
If I had known
how this was gonna end
when I followed you into
the forest oh well I'd
still follow you again
And on a day like today
when all I can do is wait
just like every other day
Well I'll still see your face
in the pouring rain
staring back at me
seeing what
you've always
expected me to be
and I could never
believe
You pulled me along with you
'cause you knew that I couldn't
stand to watch you go
You knew that all my life
I've always done things right and
I'd follow you into
the darkness thinking that I
could hold out a light
But on a day like today
when all I can do is wait
just like every other day
Well I'll still see your face
in the pouring rain
staring back at me
seeing what
you've always
expected me to be
and I could never
believe
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6. |
This Winter
01:51
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I'll never say another word
how I long for winter
and I'll never say another thing
I just long for spring
'Cause I have done my heavy lifting
I have done my heavy drinking I have
done my heavy thinking for the winter
I could go on like this for while
but I know time is passing
and I feel like I could stop at any time at all
I just don't know what it is you're asking
'Cause I have done more than my share this season
I have done all that I could within reason
I've kept all my promises this winter
I kept all my promises I've
kept all my promises I've
kept all my promises this winter
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7. |
Under Your Watch
04:11
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Keep me here
for a while
under your watch
I know I should be in a rush
to get out of here
but I'm not
and I don't have a doubt
that you would lay your body down
but if it comes to that I
hope I'll lay down too
next to you
Weary of these spinning wheels
and I know
you are too
But you, you don't ever show
the toll it's
taking on you
and I don't have a doubt
that one day you will figure out
how to make it out
alive from this place
this crazy place
I know they will follow you
'till you cross that line
Day after day they'll stay in hot pursuit
'till you cross that red, red line
But even as they're catching up to you
you gotta hold onto your ammunition
'till you cross that red, red, red, red, red
red line, line
and I don't have a doubt
that one day you will figure out
how to make it out
alive from this place
this crazy place
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8. |
Tennessee
03:34
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Well I've only spent one night in Tennessee
and the company was sweet they took care of me
but I could not shake the sense that I
would never be back again
and I just could not believe
that this could be the end
In the morning we got up and packed the van
watched the thunder clouds roll in and made a plan
Oh we thought that we could outrun the
slowly gathering storm
but our escape was poorly timed
we crossed the mountains in the downpour
Nothing that we had was ours to keep
we were singing in borrowed rooms
our harmonies faded away to soon
If you've never played an empty club in Nashville
then you don't know what it's like to feel the thrill
oh the thrill of the calm in the center of the neon hurricane
and if you feel it even once
your life won't be the same
Nothing that we had was ours to keep
we driving on borrowed roads
our conversations disappeared like smoke
Nothing that we had was ours to keep
we knew we couldn't make it on our own
when everything is standing in for something else
oh well there's just too many things to know I know I'll
be back someday but now I'm going home
Well I've only spent one night in Tennessee
and the company was sweet they took care of me
but I could not shake the sense that I
would never be back again
and I just could not believe
that this could be the end
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Max Kennedy Boston, Massachusetts
Max Kennedy is a musical sorcerer, able to conjure up serene landscapes and scenes of beguiling discordance with his subtle arrangements and delicate, plaintive voice. Carving out a space between folk, jazz, and the avant-garde, his music will seduce you with its homespun, heartfelt glow and blow you away with startling shifts in melody and vocal harmony. ... more
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