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Withheld Information
04:50
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If I don’t believe it, it must not be true
I tell them just what they want to hear
I know that secrets don’t make friends
So all this time I ‘withheld information’
There should be truth, there should be lies
If I close my eyes it won’t be there
If we fake it enough it’ll never come
There’s a pill for it all, always ‘the next-best alternative’
And then there’s honesty, how can we be honest anymore?
There should be truth, there should be lies
All you have to do is just sound like you mean it
To make it feel like it should
There should be truth, there should be lies
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2. |
Enough for Crimes
03:50
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We tore our bodies
We bit our lips
We sighed and we whispered
Things we didn’t understand
The words we spoke only once, then repeated
With tied hands and doubt stands between us
We clawed at our skin
Swallowed our spit
And bled with conviction
For things we didn’t understand
The words we spoke only once, then repeated
With tied hands and doubt stands between us
We weren’t enough for crimes
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3. |
Multi-Colored Lights
06:30
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All the multi-colored lights light up
And take their place
Traffic accidents, incurable disease
Are just some of the things stopping me
From enjoying the safety of the window seat
Holiday lights outline bare branches of trees
Caller ID kills the mystery
And fate kills a poor man
But the doorman who holds all the keys
Says to me “What are you waiting for?”
All the colors of this spectrum
Are separate, are defined
And the lights that blink, year to year, they dare to hang there
Where you won’t be, on strings
I was once there and now I am not
I was once there and now I am not
All the good endings take too long
I prefer the bad ones that plunge into the depths
Of the deepest grief and sorrow with no hope for a morrow
I think I got it figured out this time
Agents sworn to secrecy
Know all the secrets surrounding
“Natural selection” dictates who gets picked to play
But you know in my pocket I house my empty wallet (so)
All the colors of this spectrum
Are separate, are defined
And the lights that blink, year to year, they dare to hang there
Where you won’t be, on strings
I was once there and now I am not
I was once there and now I am not
All the good endings take too long
I prefer the bad ones that plunge into the depths
Of the deepest grief and sorrow with no hope for a morrow
I think I got it figured out this time
Carcinogens and toxins
Always find a way into my lungs
All the good endings take too long
I prefer the bad ones that plunge into the depths
Of the deepest grief and sorrow with no hope for a morrow
I think I got it figured out this time
All the multi-colored lights light up
And take their place.
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4. |
Science
03:42
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What is clinically proven, theoretically stable?
The operating system of a controlled environment.
When all things synthesize, Laws of Matter will compromise
Still you must color between the lines, color between
Intelligent design, schematics and conveyor lines
Are conveying all of the answers
While the Automated Teller Machine and Man, transactions pass between
Yes, they pass between, pass between
Let’s talk linear
Let’s draw diagrams
Let’s talk linear
Let’s talk
This is Science, Basic Mechanics
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5. |
The Setup: The Blackout
05:03
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I heard the black waters roll
But I didn’t see you comin’
See you comin’
Patterned after the wreckage
There was the setup, of course it was setup
You knew it was setup
Out of the blackout
I did the right thing
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6. |
Instrumental
02:14
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7. |
Stop Sign
04:22
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The stop sign reminds me what to do
But I can’t stop thinking
Of things that didn’t happen and won’t
But I can’t separate reality from my tv
Are things going your way?
Or are you stuck waiting in waiting rooms?
The stop sign reminds me what to do
But I can’t stop thinking
A hundred telephone calls, a thousand unclasped bras
A million more hypothetical situations
Are things going your way?
Or are you stuck waiting in waiting rooms?
The stop sign reminds me what to do
But I won’t stop thinking
It’s full light outside and my alarm clock’s screaming
I’m just dreaming till I get the wake up call
Are things going your way?
Or are you stuck waiting in waiting rooms?
Are things going your way?
When you spend all your time waiting in waiting rooms?
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8. |
Your Name Escapes Me
03:56
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For every word you speak there is a sound
And in each sound there lies a heart with a secret
And All these sounds sounded together
Sound like a song we could all happily sing along
People meet behind closed doors to sign papers that
Bind to keep formalities
Like components A and B must go together
Directions say this is how it should be
It’s talk talk, it’s touch touch
I don’t mean, you don’t mean, your name escapes me
It’s talk talk, it’s touch touch
I don’t mean, you don’t mean, your name escapes me
It’s push push, it’s shove shove
It’s shake shake to get what you want
It’s talk talk, it’s touch touch
I don’t mean you don’t mean, your name escapes me
For every promise there are two ends
And one end goes on while the other falls in
And all these promises promised together
Promise us nothing and so we move along
People meet behind closed doors to sign papers that
Bind to keep formalities
Like components A and B must go together
Directions say this is how it should be
It’s talk talk, it’s touch touch
I don’t mean, you don’t mean, your name escapes me
It’s talk talk, it’s touch touch
I don’t mean, you don’t mean, your name escapes me
It’s push push, it’s shove shove
It’s shake shake to get what you want
It’s talk talk, it’s touch touch
I don’t mean you don’t mean, your name escapes me
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9. |
Points of Departure
04:03
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Terminals and bus stops
Coffee shops and boardwalks
Over the intercoms
Looking for someones
Islands of people
Drift along sidewalks
Points of departure
Distance and space
Maybe there’s a light on
But there could be no one
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10. |
Discreet
05:44
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Our lips are sealed, we’re not telling
Our doors are shut, we’re not seeing
Our ears are deaf, we’re not listening
Our eyes are closed, we’re not believing
No one has to know
No one has to know
We are in this together
Our secret’s safe from each other
We will go on avoiding
And see how long we can be convincing
Have we hit the mark?
Have we hit all of our marks?
Let’s keep this discreet
Let’s sweep this under the rug
Let’s keep this discreet
No one has to know
No one has to know
My feelings need validating,
My feelings need validating lies.
Let’s keep this discreet
Let’s sweep this under the rug
Let’s keep this discreet
No one has to know
No one has to know
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11. |
Science Intro
01:30
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12. |
The Turnover
05:19
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There is no such thing as forever
And we will all be strangers again
And when there’s nothing we will start over
First talk of the change in weather
Asking to leave it all behind
And when there’s nothing we will start over
The time it takes to, the turnover
There are just endings and beginnings
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Charleston, SC-based indie rock band formed in 2006 by Dan McCurry, Ash Hopkins, & Nick Jenkins.
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