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Slipped
03:08
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I nearly tripped on a kiss that was blown and somehow missed
I left it where it laid
it wasn’t mine to take but I couldn’t help but wonder
where the intended party strayed
I nearly slipped on a love forgotten
a case of “she loves me, she loves me not”
I nearly slipped on a love forgotten
and for what
I almost stepped on a crack that would have set me decades back
and left us at a loss
I’ve wished on candles, shooting stars, held my breath and there you are
but at what cost
I nearly slipped on a love forgotten
a case of “she loves me, she loves me not”
I nearly slipped on a love forgotten
and for what
I nearly tripped on a kiss—that someone reached out and missed
I fell to the last on a list—the story’s the same again and again
I nearly tripped on a kiss—that someone reached out and missed
with a flick of the wrist—the story’s the same again and again
I nearly slipped on a love forgotten
a case of “she loves me, she loves me not”
I nearly slipped on a love forgotten
and for what
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2. |
The Tide
03:24
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Security
03:44
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inside my head—I found my death
I have to admit it’s intriguing—I have to admit it’s frightening
you lied to me—you lied to me
you seem to feel it’s
soaked in my bed—awake in a cold sweat
it was just a dream—it was just a dream
you lied to me—you lied to me
you seem to feel its presence
sometimes—sometimes—sometimes I shudder
the day passes unnoticed—your mark has faded
still in the back of my head—still inside my head
you lied to me—you lied to me
you seem to feel it’s presence
sometimes—sometimes—sometimes I shudder
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Rubenesque
03:23
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you’ve got—ever changing hair
I’ve got—problems beyond compare
and I can’t plan for everything
you feel—a bit like Melba toast
I feel—a lot like Donny Most
and I’ve still got it
in time—we all act the fool
with time—we will change the rules
and that’s cool
I’ve looked—a tad Rubenesque
I’ve felt—a little like Pete Best
leaving just when it’s getting good
you can—walk through fire I hear
but I’ve—grown too tired to cheer
at all temperatures
in time—we all act the fool
with time—we will change the rules
and that’s cool
you’ve got—ever changing hair
I’ve got—problems beyond compare
and I can’t plan for everything
you feel—a bit like Melba toast
I feel—a lot like Donny Most
and I’ve still got it
in time—we all act the fool
with time—we will change the rules
and that’s cool
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Fond Memories of Al
03:05
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I have been lost—you have been found
you have been here—I’ve been around
we have been dreaming of better days to come
you had no fear—I had no doubt
I said it’s clear—you’ll figure out
we have been teeming in better ways than some
it seems like time’s gone in to waste
it feels like I have fallen from grace
there was a time when I knew it would all work out
lately you have been wandering the same
if we’d cross paths—would I know your name?
there was a time when you knew it would all work out
I have been lost—you have been found
you have been here—I’ve been around
there was a time when we knew there were better days to come
you had no fear—I had no doubt
I said it’s clear—you’ll figure out
there was a time when we knew there were better days to come
all signs now point to those prisoned by haste
all things will come—I’ll choose to wait
there was a time when we knew there were better days to come
fond memories of Al
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6. |
Swallow You Whole
04:18
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it feels like rain again, she said
I have stood here far too long
I felt I’d gone insane and then
once more you had come along
I’d journal every day I spent
along winter’s darkened shore
so many days had came and went and then
the summer came once more
all this time—you and I
bound by ties that—swallow you whole
the sands dance cold beneath my feet—yet I am driven to move on
our chorus fading from repeat—at least it is a familiar song
I feel I reigned it in I guess—at least an illusion of control
I have feared far more with less—this time it can swallow you whole
all this time—you and I—bound by ties that—swallow you whole
it happened all at once—the way you turn your back on me
why can’t you see?
swallow you whole (it feels like rain again, she said)
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7. |
Diabolic
03:35
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I like crunchy peanut butter
I heard that it’s good from my mother
and my own two legs aren’t afraid to stand their ground
but denial—is expected
I see London, I see—France
everybody, stand up, take a chance
if you do not have the balls to roll the dice
I guess I’ll—see you later
I’ll go out—go outside
I’ll find a place that we can hide
I’ll go out—go out west
and see if I can pass the test
I saw you standing there now here’s a twist
there can only be so long that you are missed
I will hold you out, build a wall, do it brick by brick
just to stand back—and admire
I’ll go out—go outside
I’ll find a place that we can hide
I’ll go out—go out west
and see if I can pass the test
and you’ll wonder what it is
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8. |
Alone
03:22
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anything you want—everything I have is yours to take
all is laid out for you—just don’t leave my heart to break
do all I can do—try everything, I’ll do anything
don’t be alarmed—don’t be abused or abrasive
you want—you need—leave me alone
wrapped up in your smile—wrapped up in a past that’s destructive
and all the while—all I wanted was to be constructive
you want—you need—leave me alone
and in raptured arms—I flee when I get cold
I could have been alone—I could be beautiful
a flame without a spark—is dormant, falls apart
I could have been alone—I could have been alone
and in raptured arms—I flee when I get cold
I could have been alone—I could have been alone
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9. |
Ghost Light
03:31
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this has to be close to the worst time—the worst that I have ever felt
and I can’t understand—the constant placed demands
it’s got to be close to the worst time
someday soon we’ll find a solution—someday soon for sure
someday soon we’ll find a solution—someday soon we’ll find the cure
we’ll find it—we’ll find the cure
we’ll find it—in ghost light
it’s worse than I have felt before—like in my face slams every door
they say I hold the key—dependent all on me
but I don’t know what it is for
someday soon we’ll find a solution—someday soon for sure
someday soon we’ll find a solution—someday soon we’ll find the cure
we’ll find it—we’ll find the cure
we’ll find it—in ghost light
it’s got to be close to the worst time—worse than it has been before
they say it’s all depending on—they say it’s all depending on
they say—they blame’s all on me
someday soon we’ll find a solution—someday soon for sure
someday soon we’ll find a solution—someday soon we’ll find the cure
we’ll find it—we’ll find the cure
we’ll find it—in ghost light
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I’ve contemplated here for days
I counted each and every way
now should I go or should I stay
I’ve folded hands, I’ve knelt, I’ve prayed
I’ve trampled rows that you have laid
the best of plans that you have made
I stand in route to your parade
to find it’s all for nothing
I’ve often wondered why I’m here
just choke it up, don’t shed a tear
I’ll put my ear down close to hear
don’t let them get too far or near
be on your guard they smell the fear
look out the front door—leave the rear
just close your eyes—forget to steer
to find it’s all for nothing
it’s not your fault—this time—I’ve found that I’ve lost my defenses
it’s not your fault—this time—it seems that blame is really senseless
who counts the whys, the whats, the wheres
in the end I say ‘who cares’
be warned the crosses that you bare
sometimes the truth outweighs the dare
bullshit that all in love is fair
the wars between us quite a scare
at times take comfort in a chair
to find it’s all for nothing
and all that sits is prone to rust
the bent and broken surely cussed
ashes to ashes—dust to dust
a fate for all—for some a must
I’ve battled boredom—battled lust
I swore that all things will be just
discovered for all that which I fussed
a collective group of nothing
it’s not your fault—this time—I’ve found that I’ve lost my defenses
it’s not your fault—this time—it seems that blame is really senseless
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11. |
Safer at Home
02:46
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don’t you ever, never change your glow
I’ve seen this before; I swear I’ve seen it three thousand times
goodbye, mister salad
the days are gone, your days are gone
safer at home
when I woke up, saw this thing I know
don’t you remind me, I don’t want to be reminded, not anymore
when you tell me something
I’ll remember it well, I’ll remember it well
safer at home
abuse yourself; abuse yourself, that’s all you ever do to yourself
I tell myself, I tell myself it’s safer
safer at home
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12. |
Buffalo
04:05
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Buffalo was this girl I knew, she really was from Newark
but Buffalo just somehow seemed to fit her
Buffalo is a friend of mine and though I never call her
she always seems to be around each and every corner
she always comes around—it’s like I can’t avoid her
as she dances through the park dressed up like Elvis
she swears that she is close to god, although she hasn’t met him
she got a bible in the mail and we’re going to Graceland in December
wo-ho Buffalo
Buffalo is a connoisseur of all things unimportant
and a master of nothing in particular
she knows her way and some would say it’s best to rest than stay and play
but then, she would beg to differ
she said—“everyone gather ‘round, I’m handing out my riches
of course my worth amounts to earth on any common market”
no one seems to notice—at least not in the conscious
she spins around and says “I’ve found—the reason that I left Columbus”
wo-ho Buffalo
and you could wake the dead
Buffalo was this girl I knew—she spoke in hieroglyphics
once again I came up close to empty
she always seemed to sashay by at every awkward moment
dropping notes she never wrote from patterns of her memory
she said—“everybody down, this monkey could get ugly”
she warned me as I cooked spaghetti
no one counts the lonely ones or else your soul would weigh a ton
I’m going to the mountains late next fall and this time I will bag the yeti
wo-ho Buffalo
and you could wake the dead
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13. |
Forest for the Trees
05:19
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cut to size and passing by it hardly seems to be
I thought I saw you stray somewhere
and every time I look to find, I can’t hardly believe
still through it all, I cannot see
see the forest for the trees
see the forest for—for the trees
searched around and this I know, it cannot be true
all the things I’ve heard, you tell me
if you made a plea on promised knee that things would change indeed
it’s hard to believe, I find it hard to believe
see the forest for the trees
see the forest for—for the trees
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Frank Muffin Lafayette, Indiana
With roots in classical, contemporary, and alternative rock music, Frank Muffin and their versatile alt rock sound has been building a buzz in Lafayette since they formed in 2011. The talents of the vocalists and their instrumental flexibility enables Frank Muffin to continuously expand their resonance and performance. ... more
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