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Off The Ground

by Drivemouth

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The only girl I ever loved Sat beneath the tallest pear tree And picked a pair of pears with her bare hands Her fingers splintering The only girl I ever loved Sat on her porch and counted the clouds And picked birds from the sky Placed them against her thigh To take back home at night The only girl I ever loved Slept drunk and naked across the floor Every day of her life Just to see what it'd be like The only girl I ever loved The only girl I ever loved Sat on her porch and counted the suns Wishing for a brighter day Singing songs that go her way Picking smiles from a hat that say
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Hugo 02:49
Let me drink about you all night long Enjoy the start thats wearing you thin An educated smile behind a glass of wine Like a kite caught between two winds Look at you go Let you sit and shoot your pretty little mouth off Must be carrying spares I guess If I were you though I don't think I could choose Between this sentence and those lips Look at you go Thinly spread across the moonlight beautifully breathing breath into the night Is a soul crushing endeavor with the goal to extinguish a light Do you have the will and power to put up an appropriate fight When you've got nothing to lose Let me think for just one more minute It's not like time has anywhere to be So hold it down while I fetch my hatchet Together we can make time bleed Look at you go
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Capo 4 03:54
Take your time Bring your arrows Tie a bow in her hair Pretend that she don't care And you know that it's all fine And you know it's all the same Bring yourself to One more rear view Hang a string from back there Tie it to the bow in her hair And I know what you're thinking How can you let go When the sight won't go From your head to recycling Is it a matter of will Or a matter of time No matter what you're bringing A cyclical vice A smell so nice You wanna purge and think then That you're done Are you done Oh my god have you seen what they've done this time
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Smell the scents of guitar picks And drum sticks Broken wood and cinders flick And time ticks You're getting old Open your black book And what do you see Scribbled notes about breathing air And beat decrees You're getting old Sermons about feeling this And singing that Like kissing pencils Behind a pad on train tracks You're getting old I know why you let go But what happens when you don't Catastrophes tend to be like a world in a snow globe All encompassing and nowhere to go You're getting old
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Note To Self 04:13
Don't blink And reap just what you think Claymationed in a Williams world Like a paralyzed line in a curl It's going down down down Don't shrink At the sight of your own brink Explode it in a million twirls Like a dance around a draining pearl It's going down down down Don't sink Into pits cause your own weight Impatient enough to cause a stir Note to self don't drown drinking their words They're going down down down Oh what a beautiful day For a parade made of rain The world is on the run In a cloud above the sun Oh what a beautiful day
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And we come out of nowhere Fingers faces of strangers How strange And we steal air from sunlight So we can skip the moonlight How strange And we funnel through the systems Smiling politely with them How strange And we sing songs we don't know That we wish we did know How strange And we all come and go Like we got nowhere else to go Picking fights when flowers in the road Could use a little more sun Could use a little more love ^_^
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Again 03:21
With a color blind curse That they'll fail to nurse They claim they don't care But we know they care And the failures of their kids Tossing tantrums like bricks They claim they're not scared But we know they're scared And the sequins on her dress An asymmetric mess The colors running bare Cause we know she's bare Underneath her clothes It's about what she knows But she'll show again And she'll show again With a certain point of view The kind that spreads a truth Butter for the rich Fat for the poor You can manipulate the news And the brandies of the noose Taste like silver to some Gold to whores Speckled traps among the sets The broken TV sets From the hammers of the youth That know what to do Sipping mindsets of a cult Crumbling crackers to a fault A prospective kind of stew A certain point of view They don't know again
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The Roar 03:39
The roar of the ocean is deafening When you're the center of it Waves crash, skies thrash Through the sediment Mixing it up like a drink on a Saturday Going down like you've had better days Meanwhile somebody sits It's a seahorse lost and found Bass so high it causes treble An outline before the storm A fresh take: a bible full of bullets An old glare: a rose full of thorns A friendly fire breathed among friends It's not quite like you don't know Like wet dreaming about A suitcase full of unicorns In New York you're gonna drown The alarms are going off The ground blisters and shakes Crumbles and quakes A fever bearing down But with the roots torn You're safe and sound
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I don't think that they're coming again In droves or whispers or eyes of a friend In roads to wisdom with fingers to lend Un rhymes or pictures of even the end They all come and go When there's windows in pockets of sand Pale beach sunlight escaping your hand Freeze the ocean, tie it down to the land Step on seashells whenever you stand They all come and go Biting shirts like its saving your teeth Shaving the splinters from wooden belief Never stopped anything from starting to be Everything it can do or it can believe They all come and go

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Runtime: ~33 minutes
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released November 15, 2011

Music & Lyrics by Tom Breed
Drums by BigShane
Drums recorded by John Burrey
Art by Aaron Haynes
Produced by Dylan Bernbaum

Special thanks to Tom Bown, Aaron Haynes, Cade, James Quicksell and DG for their encouragement, help, and general awesomeness.

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