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Resolution
04:00
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It’s gonna be different now – there’s too much to lose
Can’t waste another day in these garden variety blues
Lift the pen from the paper, scan the list and laugh
Take every brittle promise and tear them all in half (and half, and half)
Keep it simple, so it’s simple to keep
Resolution: close the door on yesterday and all its heartbreak
‘Cause today’s brand new
Resolution: you’ve got something to say, don’t bottle it up like you used to
‘Cause today’s brand new
Well simple’s not easy, but easy’s no fun
It’s that same old pattern that’s got you on the run
Going round in a circle, wearing ruts in the ground
Won’t you step out and stop to see the wonders all around (around, around)
So much beauty you can’t help but weep
Resolution: close the door on yesterday and all it’s heartbreak
‘Cause today’s brand new
Resolution: you’ve got something to say, don’t bottle it up like you used to
‘Cause today’s brand new
Yeah today’s brand new
So what you gonna do
With this day that’s brand new?
Close the door on yesterday
Let it out, what you’ve got to say
Resolution: close the door on yesterday and all it’s heartbreak
‘Cause today’s brand new
Resolution: you’ve got something to say, don’t bottle it up like you used to
‘Cause today’s brand new
And it’s gonna be different now…
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2. |
Grand Central Station
04:05
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Stepped off the bus, looking like a lonely suburban boy who just
Stepped off the bus, with no idea what he was stepping into
Looked all around, saw nothing familiar, and my heart started racing
Scanning the crowd for a welcome from you
I’ve never seen so many people shuffling in and out of one place
This would be so much easier if I’d ever seen your face
I’m here in the concourse at Grand Central Station
I hope that you get this OK
What am I doing here in Grand Central Station?
Feels like I’m running away…
Thinking back when we chatted all night and into the morning
Losing track of the minutes and miles
I said “I’m right here,”
You said “Maybe that’s true, but I’m still hugging my pillow,
I just want you next to me for a while…”
“Well, if it isn’t too expensive, I could visit over break.
It’s seeming crazier every second, but it’s a chance I want to take.”
Did you get my last message? I’m at Grand Central Station
And I think I’m gonna like this town
You said you would meet me at Grand Central Station
And from there you would show me around
Now there’s a dude in torn up t-shirt trying to sell me hash
And some guy with his earbuds bleeding a song by The Clash
Crowds of people ebb and flow, a travelers’ tide
There’s no sign of anything like you, but I’ll wait here ‘til the nervousness subsides
I’m here in the concourse at Grand Central Station
Departures, arrivals, and me
There’s stars on the ceiling and marble below me
But they’re not what I came here to see
Anyway, you’ve got the number
Give me a call when you get this
I might check out the shops or just roam
But if I never see you, I’ll think of what could have been
As I catch my connection home
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3. |
Closer to the Moon
04:51
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Here’s a soundtrack for a romantic night
with any man you choose – no questions asked
You can safely make love to this tune
as long as you’re not haunted by the past
It’s a gift from me to you my love – a forget-me-not in song
To help you through the night with him, ‘til the next one comes along
The moon is my mistress
and you were her rival
And now I’ve learned not to get burned
as a function of survival
I don’t think it ended
a moment too soon
I won’t cry for the sunset
when I’m just that much closer to the moon.
It may sound like I’m not over you
Believe me though, that’s so far from the truth
‘Cause bitterness comes easily
To a heart this mired in foolish untamed youth
its defense is priceless to the things that I hold dear
so put your hand in his, my love – forget I was ever here
The moon is my mistress
and you were her rival
And now I’ve learned not to get burned
as a function of survival
I don’t think it ended
a moment too soon
I won’t cry for the sunset
when I’m just that much closer to the moon.
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4. |
Great Escape
04:30
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South on 1 ‘til I see the sun
There’s nothing more for me here
That’s why I’m running
But the troubles keep coming
Great escape was a big mistake
Folly down the interstate
It’s useless – immature BS
Somebody told me there’s nothing the road cannot heal
Well you might like the nomad life, but it’s no ideal
‘Cause whatever you run from
It’s still there
You’re gonna find pieces of your ghosts
Everywhere
Used to find a beacon in the stars
And hop into my car
Destination: nowhere
Bearing: I don’t care
But halfway there I’d run out of gas
And find the moment passed
Then look up –
With the stars calling my bluff
Heard someone say on the highway there’s a million places to disappear
Well I won’t spend my days in hiding – I can’t live my life in fear
‘Cause whatever you run from
It’s still there
You’re gonna find pieces of your ghosts
Everywhere
And every place I land is full of possibility
‘Til I settle in and find my troubles came with me
So I’m gonna practice blooming where I’m planted
Cause I gotta recognize every opportunity I’ve been granted
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5. |
Monsters on the Map
06:09
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I found the labyrinth where you used to hide
and I can’t blame you for retreat
fight the feeling long enough,
it’s easy to concede defeat
when the far horizon cries a distant word
that’s growing further every day
and every time you hear it whisper,
you wish it further away
But you can’t turn back
There’s monsters on the map
So you tiptoe around the black hole
Deepest ocean screaming dreams undone
shouting lessons never learned
wants to take me with the tide
back where I swore
never to return
But I can’t turn back
There’s monsters on the map
So I tiptoe around the black hole
Far horizon cries a distant word
that’s growing further every day
and every time I hear it whisper,
I wish it further away
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throw your voice amaze your friends
play guitar just like a cowboy
spin a coin and hypnotize the world
it’s all right there in the last 2 pages
every wonder of the ages
but they’d all be cooler if i just had you, girl
i spied you through my x-ray specs
and I knew you were the one
so i sent a letter to Charles Atlas
said “make me into a man!”
now I’m ridin’ in my hovercar in style
well that’s got to make you smile
and if it doesn’t maybe you can get behind
some snakes in a can
baby, i’ve got sea monkeys back at my place
and a rocket to blast into space
throw your voice amaze your friends
play guitar just like a cowboy
spin a coin and hypnotize the world
it’s all right there in the last 2 pages
every wonder of the ages
but they’d all be cooler if i only had you, girl
if you’re feeling broke but swank
put a blank piece of paper in this magic bank
and out comes a dollar
let’s have a night on the town
don’t you like the mustache on my lip?
hop in, we’ll hover where it’s hip
and when that gets boring buy a frontier cabin
maybe settle down
we’ll sign the mortgage in exploding pen
then we’ll start all over again
’cause i know you wanna take a trip
in that 6 foot jet rocket ship
throw your voice amaze your friends
play guitar just like a cowboy
spin a coin and hypnotize the world
it’s all right there in the last 2 pages
every wonder of the ages
but they’d all be cooler if i only had you, girl
but they’d all be cooler if i only had you, girl
no, it wouldn’t mean a thing if i can’t have you
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7. |
Ghost in the Machine
04:46
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broadcast day has ended
flags are flying on the screen
fanfare fades to static
evaporates like steam
cabin’s creepy, quiet
Need some noise to fill the air
Maybe some late-night DJ
Has a little hope to spare
But the radio is no help it seems
Every song’s a ghost
Every song’s a ghost in the machine
walk down past the pylons
giants with arms stretched wide
invisible transmissions
through cables ‘cross the countryside
the wires keep on humming,
is it your favorite melody?
or just a last reminder
of a message you left for me?
Don’t know what it’s saying
But I can tell what it means
It’s just another ghost, yeah
It’s just another ghost in the machine
back home I turn the light on
close the curtains, feel a chill
voicemail’s a blinking orange beacon
on the windowsill
rewind it over and over
listening for clues in the space between
how you could slip into the static
like a ghost in the machine
how could you slip into the static
like a ghost in the machine?
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8. |
Shadows
04:11
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Sunshine, come burn these blues away
I’m tired of crying every day
Shadows have lately been dragging me down
It’s easier when I can see you around
Doesn’t matter what I say
It’s getting darker every day
I’ll be waiting the rest of my life
for the shadows to fade away
I’ll be waiting the rest of my life
for the shadows to fade away
Afternoon’s at the beach but the light’s all wrong
Another reminder that she’s moved on
Waves crest and happy families play
Like no one can see the creeping gray
Dig my toes into the sand
Now I understand
I’ll be waiting the rest of my life
for the shadows to fade away
I’ll be waiting the rest of my life
for the shadows to fade away
Change of the season is a signpost
Pointing to the center she once held
Summer’s forgiveness is fading
Into a dark October chill
Sunshine, come burn these blues away
It looks like the shadows are here to stay
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9. |
Healed
04:18
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The flame tree’s extinguished, it’s time to leave
Close the door behind you, resist the urge to grieve
You need no permission, you raise no hand
Carry a pack of essentials and a map of the land
Will teacher miss you? ‘Cause the rest won’t care
When they call you all those awful names, you won’t be there
You’ll be on your way again
Where the tree limbs beckonlike friends
In a clearing past the football field
Beyond the boundaries of the school
You’ll be healed
So let ‘em laugh now and have their say
Used to think if you ignored them, one, two, three, they’d go away
Well, that’s not working anymore
Maybe there’s an answer buried deep in the forest floor
‘Cause they’re on their way again
Trying to make you think that they’re friends
Do your best not to reveal
Once you’ve passed the clearing you can show them
How you heal
Could be hours, maybe more
Before someone finds the blood there on the forest floor
So tramp the dirt down,It’s time to go
Before the rain sets in to wash away the you they used to know
He was wounded; you’ve been scarred
Hard and unmistakable, this is what you are
So you’re on your way again
Where the tree limbs beckon like friends
The relief you though you’d feel
Is fading like a waking dream, so run free
Until you’re healed.
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10. |
Light of Day
03:25
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Lost in the half-light
Flying from lamppost to luminary
Paralyzed by stage fright
Some time ago, the future got scary
Stuck in permanent hibernation
‘Til you had all the information
Wipe the sleep from your eyes
Let in the light of day
Wipe the sleep from your eyes
Let in the light of day
Sealed all the cracks up
Kept out the air, kept out the sun
Made it so easy
Hiding away from everyone
And your friends couldn’t say they know you well
You’re just a shell
Wipe the sleep from your eyes
Let in the light of day
Wipe the sleep from your eyes
Let in the light of day
It takes a while
To adjust to the blue and white
But once you stop squinting
You’ll see it’s gonna be all right
Wipe the sleep from your eyes
Let in the light of day
Come and watch the sunrise
Let in the light of day
Let in the light of day
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11. |
Words are Hard
03:24
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Andrew Thomas Hallowell, Maine
Hi. I’m Andrew. I play keyboards. I also sing. Occasionally, I do both together. What does that sound
like?
Imagine Ben Folds, Joe Jackson and the members of Death Cab for Cutie meeting at a party and forming a supergroup. Divide that by 7. If Ben's train leaves the station at 3:30, how much fuel will it have burned by the time it’s passed Joe’s house? Wait, what were we talking about again?
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