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Obvious
04:04
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We ride away the afternoon
Show each other our favorite things
At night we shut the world out
And in the morning neither of us wants to leave
And they say it's certain and obvious
But we won't say the word for it
So far it's so good for us
So we're holding on for more
We see it all around-in flames they go down
But so far, so good
We won't say
We won't say
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2. |
The Sway
06:07
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Moving forward drawing back slipping to the side
Like minnows in a shallow pool hiding in the light
We rally up but it's all the same scene it's just a variation on a theme
Point out the exit, you can tell me what I've missed
There must be something better than this
Talking over or talking under me
The messages are vapor
Meet my eyes and tell me what you see
Please tell me - tell me what you see
We rally up but it's all the same scene it's just a variation on a theme
I'm not anti-social but my head is full
So meet me outside it's beautiful tonight-out of the sway
We are contents shifting in a box, tense shifting in a box
Against the sway
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Scars
06:02
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I've been with the wrong kind of people
I've seen some strange things
I'm bouncing off the rails try to keep up
It's harrowing
I'm just another criminal on a dusty road - just another criminal
I've been in the wrong kind of places
I've seen some very strange things
There's no standing still other vultures are circling
I'm just another criminal on a dusty road
I compromised and took the fall like everyone I've known
Just another criminal on a dusty road
Feeling like an animal looking for a home
All you have - I'll take it from you as the sun shines on my scars
All you have - I'll take it from you, take it from you
But the sun shines on my scars
Yes the sun shines on my scars
I got mine, now I want yours
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4. |
Tracks
03:38
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You're cautious and you're dug in
The witness to all my false starts
I've headed out with my survival kit
I know what I want and I'm coming to get it
I'm not far away now and my tracks will end right at your place
I'll stake my claim knowing I can't go back and erase
Here's to that thin line, I crossed and the moon still shines
So drop your defenses and give me a sign
Send up a fire for me so I know I'm not your enemy
Build up a fire for me - I am not your enemy
I'm not far away now and my tracks will end right at your place
I'll stake my claim knowing I can't go back and erase
Here's to that thin line, I crossed and the moon still shines
So drop your defenses and give me a sign
After all I've left behind
All that I've left behind
I'm not far away (there is no erase) never was
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5. |
Human Cannonball
05:37
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You're the tame lion
Eating what they feed
They toss it up
And watch you leap
But it's soul suicide to swallow that
Don't you think it's time for a new act?
It's soul suicide when you could be
The human cannonball with an impact
You're jumping sharks or eating fire
Pacing in your cage or walking the wire (you should never look down)
And it's soul suicide to swallow that
Don't you think it's time for a new act?
It's soul suicide when you could be
The human cannonball with an impact
It's soul suicide to swallow that
Don't you think it's time for a new act?
Be the human cannonball
What will be your impact?
You could be the best show
If you don't sell out
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