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53rd
02:10
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The highway sounds
They stand tall
Not near the mountains
At least I don't hear the crows call
Calling near the sea
The only lake here are the greats up north
But I won't even catch a glimpse
Until age 16
MJ hit his peak
Near the house I slept in for 3 years
Before I moved for the first and only time to the east
I kept my head high
I'm sure I didn't like leaving all the friends I'd ever had
I wasn't even 5
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2. |
Middle St.
04:22
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Grandparents took the heat
They always looked after me
Not rich, but sane
Moved from Chicago just yesterday
I hold my brother tight
In a lock broken fights uncommon
Said he was always this way
I crave attention it’s spoken
Grandfather opened his hand bright red
A jagged scar leaves its mark
Ripped out stitches the next day
I guess we can all say
As if he didn’t want that!
Young we moved out 8th grade
Caught myself following the “A Train”
Losing love the night before
I rip the hangers off my rugged door
Screaming
Chicago! Where did the time go?
Chicago! Where did my love go?
Chicago! You’re painted in my red vein
Chicago! Maybe I’ve fallen beyond sane
Grandparents took the heat
They always looked after me
Not rich, but sane
Moved from Chicago just yesterday
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3. |
Kearsarge Way
03:38
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Casually crafting beneath brown rugs
Dark stains amber
The years worn by yesterday
Sworn to kill off the lamp shades
Kiss the mouth of your first love
She might fall for you
Sick seven sold stories
Behind a pen crafted pocket change
Eleven months beyond due
She sat there awake and waiting for you
Careless work trash bag recycled
In a closet somewhere beyond view
Made paper airplanes fourteen
Nothing shy of a loose leaf in my eye
Worms bite the dirt united
Coy in attitude
Contentious tongue
Bite fire into water
Lift it out beyond love
Because she wants you
Open your eyes
Lift your heart out
Hold it to the skies
But you won’t see it
You won’t live
You’re too afraid
You have nothing to give
I’m telling you now
Not showing your blind eye
And she likes you
Not just because you’re a good guy
But because she cares
About how the sun falls on your face
And follows your day
Sending something of good grace
So open your damn eyes
I can see you squinting
Iridescent colors of your heart
She can only hope you’re hinting
So suck it up
You might never get a second chance
She is actually beautiful
You’d know if you’d glance
So give your heart
There’s nothing to lose
You’ve lost three times
It’s not like you get to choose
Your love.
She’s fallen barrel over crate
Now all you need to do is look
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4. |
Andrew Jarvis Drive
03:39
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Held it on the top of your fingertips
Just between the gasp of air
We march to the files we bonded to
Age fourteen and a half
Cars collide at the end of the drive
And let's bury our minds in the guilt and shame of a good friend
He indirectly led us to his pit of despair
Maybe as a cry for help
Let's not forget
All our laughs, and all our time spent
Let's not forget
The simple mistakes can always be fixed
But maybe we're simply unlucky
And all words can do is harm what's there
My friend, my friend
I'll be waiting here
With a hand-full of frames
That you'll never figure out
Maybe it's the parlance
Maybe it's the confab for you
I'm never letting go
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My love
I don't want to leave
This house
It's midnight
I wish I could stay
But that might be a dead give away
Of how this can't vanish
Even if we tried
I could never try
Simple yet complex
Our emotions intertwine
I can't even describe
How you make me feel inside
My love
I don't want to leave
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