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You fill me up and calm me down...
Just know I don't make a lick of sense when you're not here
These walls are just where I am when you're not here
Rewind, see that now looks just like just before
When I apologised as I walked into the furniture
Suit and tie, finally my clothes are fitting right
I'm shaking like a fledgling bird who's ready to take flight
And I don't mind when the stitches start to show
Where you came in and patched up my holes
Rewind, now is nothing like it was before
When I apologised as I walked into the furniture...
Because you fill me up and calm me down...
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On Your Doorstep
03:45
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I left the party early
Yeah, the crowds just make me lonely
I needed a walk anyway
It was time to go anyway
And I wandered through the suburbs
Past my old house where we met
And I was so young, and you haven't changed
But I'm glad I have
I came to your house and sat in the garden
For an hour...
Before I passed out on your doorstep
It was better than going home anyway...
I woke with the sun
You welcomed me in
Glad to see me
After all this time
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The words you twist and the throws you curve
Your cutthroat wit and your iron nerve
Your perfect mask is bulletproof
But someday soon you'll come loose
Soon you'll be a ghost
Nothing but a shadow
Nothing but an echo
The invisible masters whom you serve
With your cutthroat wit and your iron nerve
Will always take you for the fool you are
Saying "Someday soon you'll
You'll build your towers; you'll build them so high
So high that you will block out the sun
And nothing will grow, and you will never
See the beauty of moonlight again"
Soon you'll
Be a ghost
Caught in gaps
Between the atoms
Like an echo trapped in a jar...
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The Coward & The Sage
03:28
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Inside it's raining from the ceiling
Running all the colours in my books
Ink bleeds and puddles in the carpet
All I can do is sit and listen to
The coward and the sage converse in whispers
Drawing lines, consolidating what's left of me
Inside things are getting deeper
White walls turning every colour
Wet hair plastered to my forehead
Books float and drift around my elbows
Outside the sun is shining brightly
As my socks melt in my shoes
How come I keep on going over?
Oh no! I am going under
The coward and the sage converse in whispers
Drawing lines, consolidating what's left
Of me...
Oh, what does it say to draw those lines so quickly?
And what gets left to him who lets the victor?
What does it say to draw those lines so quickly?
What becomes of him who lets the victor?
And who am I to say that it's surrendered?
The coward and the sage converse
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Potholes
05:23
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How come I never noticed the potholes in this town?
Why do we all walk with feet that don't leave the ground?
The traffic's been delayed, it's roadworks yet again
Someday we'll be perfect, the workers will go home then
Now we stub our toes and pray we don't fall down
I've know you for years, you were always wandering round
Like a kid lost in a supermarket, hoping you'd get found
Now... the shit on your shoes is caked up muddy dreams
From when you stamped them out 'cause you were bursting at the seams
Now you're older you don't see the potholes in this town
Now you sit and watch this room get darker
This prison feels like... home
How come I never noticed the potholes in this town?...
How come we never notice the potholes in this town?...
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Greyhands Adelaide, Australia
Greyhands is the acoustic project of Adelaide artist JC Finlay. Taking influence from Death Cab For Cutie, Radiohead, Animal Collective, and Leonard Cohen, Greyhands seeks to create unique acoustic music that is both raw and emotionally honest.
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