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Today,
07:29
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I think it begins on my drive back home
Through the city lights in the rain
I opened up too much
It's been so long since I've felt this way
And I'd love to believe that it could only last today..
It's a long night
and it's a long ride home
I can see the echoes, on the hillside
and in your eyes
before they closed
You're just a ghost
following behind
and dancing in the glow; from the tail lights
I'm home now
And in the distance I can hear the sounds
as the light, from the house across the street
fills the air
What would it be like, to be numb?
as the phone begins to ring, and the thrush in the tree sings
I think it's starting again
sometime after dark
out on the roads..
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2. |
promise to last;
06:18
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Fall back, to quietly face the black space
an empty glass, go on you can cut the taste just try
"Dissolve into your blood, it's only moments and then you're gone"
But I promise I can't, I promise I'll try again
"Move down the stairs, reach up and take it they don't care"
The streetlamp outside, gives color to your eyes; as the natural light dies
I'm okay
really, don't talk I can't bear to hear
one more person say the name
"So why is it so hard? For you, to admit your mistakes"
A flash, a stain in the grass "come on, you didn't think this would last"
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3. |
detach, and drift
09:08
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Will you still love me, when I'm gone?
I'm sorry that I couldn't find your way on
And if you find the days, are growing long
just call and I'll be there.
How do I tell them
that they don't really know me
and I don't really care
How do I tell them
that my eyes will close
and they won't open again
How do I tell them
that I don't want to see the sunrise
feel the air and watch the clouds, paint the sky
How do I tell them
I'm finished playing along.
Tape my note to the shower door
switch off the lights and sit on the floor
Turn over my arms; you and I can't stay
because this is just a game, that we don't want to play..
It's been far too many days
and it's been far too many years
Just holding on to something
that we know isn't real
So I think it's time to say
I think it's time to say..
Sometimes when I wake
and I have dreamed of you
I can still see your face
With your hair falling down
and that smile so true..
Will the ambulance be red..
Will the ambulance be red and blue?
Will the ambulance be red..
Will the ambulance be red and blue?
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4. |
what have I done
06:43
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What have I done?
the floor rolls beneath my feet
and the shadows are too long
I open my eyes in the back seat
And there’s someone by my side
telling me it’s gonna be alright
but that light through the trees;
oh what have I done..
I remember, last year. The posters all around town. Telling us of the lost rounds,
of the lost heart that couldn't be found.
Such a beautiful face she had, but would you say it if it were me
Can you picture it on the post, just your own pretty eyes. Just you alone
Don't do it to yourself, it would say
It would plead the kids not, to run away
Just stay home with the ones, who care for you most
But they'll never really understand
You can see it in their faces. And you can hear it in their voice, when they say it's ok.
"Well, you didn't even know her"
So why does it fucking hurt so bad inside?
I don't want to go back
behind the cold glass
with all of the blind cars, flying past
So go back in your black room
with the white windows closed to the moon
and floor running red and blue;
I stole the blade from you
I remember, last year. The posters all around town
Telling us of the lost rounds, of the lost heart that couldn't be found
But I can hear the hospital now, with everyone screaming and running around
I don't think I tried hard enough this time, please tell me why?
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5. |
mil (in summer)
03:03
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Turn the radio on
have you heard about what happened?
and have you seen the rope burns on your arms
In the dark they're gone
and you can breathe
The color in the air
and how it quivers now it's over
You left us all alone, I want to see you
I want to hear you.
all gone.
I went to visit her
in the evening when the sun was low, and the sounds of summer held me close
And there, she lay alone
beneath a black stone.
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6. |
a ghost in the road
07:17
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I think it begins on my drive back home
from the hospital, through a summer storm
It felt almost, as if the ghost in my bones
had already fled, and found it's way back home
Have you ever seen, or felt what it's like
to watch your life run down your arms, and into the night
And to fill up that bath, with every hate you've ever had
and curse the very day, that you turned out this way
And in the silence, I hear you again
and in the darkness, I feel you again
I don’t think I can run this time
I don’t think I can run this time..
What have I done?
oh what have I done.
So how black are my eyes now?
how distant is the sound of the summer night
A cool breeze that dries my eyes
as I bite my lip, bite it until it bleeds
until it bleeds
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7. |
Burning Out
07:18
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It's twelve o'clock, and I can feel it in the way the sun
rolls off the distant miles, and we're so tired
It's almost time, and I can see it in the way you smile
But I don't ever want to watch
it all burn down
again..
We run away..
from you
We run away..
from you..
It's never the same, the confusion as it comes and goes
Take a step further back, and look at what I've done
Every day, feel it drift a little further away
I don't ever want to feel, it all burn out
again..
We run away..
from you
We run away..
from you..
You thought, it would
go away
But did it ever really want to stay
But if you open your eyes
look right through
You'll always find
that they love you too
beneath this disguise,
there's a whole other life
It's twelve o'clock, and I can feel it in the way the sun
falls below all of the days
when we tried so hard
It's almost time, and I can see it in the way you smile
But I don't ever want to feel
it all
burn out
of me
again..
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8. |
going with you tonight.
03:00
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When did they call?
I think I was gone again
behind the wall
And I, do believe
that so much has changed..
since we last spoke again
I'm thinking of going with you tonight
I'm thinking of running with you tonight
We could leave it all behind
don't know where we're going, but really it's time
Don't knock, on the door tonight
I won't be around to answer it
you see I'm thinking of just running with it tonight,
see where I end up
If I stop speaking, you know it's time
If I fall silent, assume I've found my light
If you can't hear me don't come looking for my sound
If I stop speaking..
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Tobias LaMontagne Massachusetts
Filmmaker & Musician | 20
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