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A Trip Around The Sun
04:44
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001. A Trip Around The Sun
I recognize my hometown in your smile. Wish I brought my better shoes and a camera because every plan just looks like a nail when the only tool you have is a hammer. We’re walking around and around, where the outside becomes the sky. I said we’re talking around and around. We can talk any way we like as we’re carrying a box of sin. Made it to the top of the mountain, a trip around the sun, carrying a box of sin around the Upper Peninsula. Please tell my mother I love her because Ozzy just blew our minds. It’s like we’re living and breathing and listening to sounds for the first time. Synthesize our wasted nights and leave what’s left of us in the carpet. We chose clear skies and northern lights. We left our lovers for our desires. We said it once, we’ll say it again, this might be the last time they ever let us in again.
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My Goddamn Subconscious
02:37
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002. My Goddamn Subconscious
Well, I still stand beside you in my dreams from time to time. You’re always looking like you did on the night we met. I’m looking like I did on the night you left. My goddamn subconscious, it’s a tease from time to time. Always hunting for a moment to strike and wake me up, waiting for the best time to interrupt. It always leaves me struck. So, I bless this mess as it sets me back. Always tossing, turning shifts between the sheets. A ritual at dawn that never lets me leave. Just tired of earning sleep. Every night I collect my thoughts and jot them down. Poly-phasing, turning phrases lost and found. It’s always better late than never. Well, now it’s more late than ever. I still stand beside you in my dreams from time to time. You’re always looking like you did on the night we met. I’m sleeping like I did on the night you left. Still not sleeping yet.
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003. The Focus. The Compass. The Contract In Hand.
What should we do when what’s right and what’s wrong are the same exact thing? What do we do? The grey scales the pay scale. A personal hell. I’m restless, taking the fall as we remain unresolved. Sleepless, talking to walls like we’re all unresolved. What can we do? I’m faceless. You could barely pick me out in a crowd. You could hear me loud and clear if you weren’t speaking so loud. Negotiate the terms and we’ll consider. Talk to me. What’s there to lose? The focus. The compass. The contract in hand. What could we do? We’re all held to the chest while still showing the hand. Talk to me. Let’s renegotiate what’s mutually beneficial. Let’s bury the past and move on because that sure is a long way to travel just to say face-to-face that you’re wrong.
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Akron, OH
03:26
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004. Akron, OH
Our personalities provide some fresh perspective in a back yard, your yard. We drank irresponsibly. Provided fresh perspectives in a backyard, our yard. So let’s get these stories straight before they call last call in this place because disappointment’s written all over the bartenders face. Been here so many times sometimes it feels like my name’s on the lease. Day drinking afternoons, our youth is the secret we keep and we can stay up all night here with you. Yeah, we can stay up all night here with you. Drawing swords with the force, we own the mischief we seek. Let’s get our stories straight before they call the cops on this place because disappointment’s written all over the bartenders face. It’s like I’m a different person here. It’s like I’ve changed overnight. Annabelle’s is dead again anyway. Let’s move and soak in the sights. I’m a different person here. It’s like I change overnight. 35 going on 15. Two forties. Feeling alright because I’m a different person here. It’s like I’ve changed overnight. So set the course for hardwood floors. It’s what we can always afford.
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005. The Car’s Still Running Out Front
I was leaning on you. I spent all night wondering of where we might have gone. I was leaning on you, struggling to move when the party is moving on. I might have gotten too old for this. I might have lost my touch. I might have tried for the last time but I’ll try not to think too much. I try not to think too much. Life will remove your teeth before you can bear them. You said you’re sorry for my loss. Well, I’m out here telling some stories of twenty-something mayhem but I’m afraid I made them up. I’m hanging on for dear life, falling asleep on the coats. I’m hanging on for dear life where hanging out means the most. Drowsy and dizzy, driving us home. This was all my idea. What on Earth have I done? And why’s the car still running out front? Running a goddamn marathon. I swear this is not a sprint. I’ve felt the weight of the world beneath our feet but kept tabs on where our conscience went. Please listen closely: You need to lay me down to rest. I was leaning on you. I spent all night wondering of where we might have gone. I was leaning on you, struggling to move when the party was moving on. I was leaning on you.
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Home Is The Gift
02:02
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006. Home Is The Gift
Maybe I’ll sell my possessions and move out to Montana. Maybe organize my life and buy a home in Duluth. You know I used to always plan for dying right here in Chicago but now I’m not sure which path to choose. Maybe I should take the wheel and drive myself toward the sunset. Maybe I could drive that fucker right off a cliff. Maybe I’ll settle for a simpler setting. Maybe I’ve got this wrong. Maybe I’m out of time. Maybe I’ll change my mind. Maybe I’ll change these words. Maybe rewrite this song. Try and reverse this curse. Maybe everyone is looking for a foolproof solution. Maybe what’s already waiting for us at home’s the gift.
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New Addictions
05:27
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007. New Addictions
You were born with my fathers name which you borrowed until it broke. Port Richmond’s always had its hands on the drill. We took a shot of tequila, then went outside to share a smoke. This country will kill us before this cigarette will. We blessed these kinds of nights. We blessed our new addictions. Took a drag and blessed these kinds of nights. We blessed our new addictions, then we said our goodbyes and you disappeared like a ghost. You said “love laughs at locksmiths” so I found a pen and wrote that down. This was a punch drunk nostalgia. What stopped you? What’s with this place? There’s a million wayward folks in this town but everyone seems to begin again. Because if you’re not beginning then where the hell do you fit in. So, where the hell do you fit in? I don’t think that we should live this low, but where else would we go? I had no way of knowing this would be the last time I’d see you. I had no way of knowing what was hiding behind your eyes. Took a drag and blessed our new addictions. We blessed these kinds of nights. This country will kill us before this cigarette will.
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008. The Designated Place At The Designated Time
High alert. Traffic signals. Keep to the right. Three AM cloak of darkness to keep out of sight. Decked out in black. Say it back. Bomb the hills single file. Ring every bell on the track. It’s about time we all said good night. Look alive, the wheels are spinning. We define what’s really living and we’re really living. Let’s meet at the designated place. Let’s meet at the designated time. After hours “Midnight Merauders”. Urban exploring. The cities sons and daughters. We’re so sick of getting sicker and sadder. Detours between the sky and Lower Wacker. And the wheels are spinning. We define what’s really living. Look alive, wheels are spinning. We define what’s really living. Someone please make a toast as we wake up the neighbors, it’s about time we all said good night.
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Miyajima, JP
04:32
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009. Miyajima, JP
Cleansing the timeline. Two hour train ride. You and the coastline made me feel less alone. It’s time to sail the unknown. So, we’ll see what this voyage brings. We can’t see anything. Surely your future is just hiding behind our ghosts. It’s so weird. Every business is closed as we forget what we know. Let’s put a smile on the voice of the intercom. It’s bad news and feedback. It sounds like we at least should have checked. Sounds like we’ll at least get our steps with a stroll through the Main Street. Boarded up concrete. This shrine casts its shadow on what’s likely the saddest beach that we’ve ever seen. So we forget what we know. Morale’s high. Tide is low. We get so lost we sooner forget what we’ve found. We get so lost we always forget what we’ve found. How many people can say they’ve seen what we saw today? I wouldn’t trade the face you made for anything.
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010. The Captain Setting Course From Where We Met
Follow me as we prioritize work over weather. Regrettably, we can never borrow back time from the former. It’s as if you hadn’t heard a single thing I’d said. I sang a song and now you’re longing for the captain setting course from where we met. I can’t arrange for better plans in the future. Respectfully, I can never borrow you back from the former, but it’s as if you hadn’t heard a single thing I’d said. I long for how you’re longing for the captain setting course from where we’d met. Time is swimming over swollen mouths. Tempers boil over. Every failure’s falling out. Follow me. We’re prioritizing work or whatever. Regrettably, I can never borrow back our lives from the former, but it’s as if you hadn’t heard a single thing I’d said. If these stars can’t spell our names then I’ll just spell them out instead because if we go another way, well then we’re lost. Sail another way, well then it’s off. So choose to keep me close or keep it up. Choose to keep me close or keep it shut. Choose to keep me close but quit repeating if you don’t quite understand. Paralyzed pacific time. A positive space in power lines. Settle down specific times. A negative space in order size. Frame rates, keepsakes, a second chance, goodness for goodness sake. Times are running over running mouths. Temper’s boiling over. Every failure’s fallen out.
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Bandelier
04:03
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011. Bandelier
We sprinted across the snow covered lawn. Jumped in the back of Erik’s car. I rubbed my eyes, soaked in light. You can look at me any way you like. We ate a handful of mushrooms and walked the length of Bandelier. Left the woods and got accustomed with the paths that took us here. I asked if you had ever felt so small. If you’ve ever been alone in someone else’s home. If you’ve ever been alone. If ever there’s a barrier between us kick down the door and run like hell. We’ll run like hell. We’ll kick down the door and run like hell.
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Into It. Over It. Chicago, Illinois
Into It. Over It. is Evan Thomas Weiss, Adam Beck, Joe George Shadid and Matthew Frank.
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