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Season of Bugs
02:59
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Season of bugs, season of dirt
Season of wind, season of work
When you go in, you go till it hurts, I know you do
I guess I would too if I could get a little of that
You get what you get, you get it all back
Don’t get upset, don’t be a drag
I’m dragging too, but I’m pushing on through
I was a lover on the one
Infinite summer tickled my tongue
Hey it tastes alright
As long as we got the light
Up come the seas, a season of dread
Please try some of my artisanal breads
Been watching the bees, I made them my pets
Honey it’s true – They won’t sting you
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2. |
Stop Being in Love
03:38
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Stop being in love it wont pay the rent
It wont keep you dry when the roof is all wet
Stop being in love stop living the dream
Take a spot here beside in the living machine
Like i told ya before ill tell ya again
Stop being in love take advice from a friend
Who's seen days slip by
Seen them turn to years
Stop being in love
Don't let this fall on deaf ears
Stop being in love its a loser's game
It starts out as a high ends up mundane
Stop being in love like my mom always said
The last beast to the trough is the first to get bled
Like i told you before ill tell you again
Stop being in love take advice form a friend
It's not set in stone
Not sure that its true
All the love that you've known will return to you
So stop being in love
stop being in love
stop being in love
stop being in love
stop being in love
stop being in love
stop being in love
stop being in love
stop being in love
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When I told you babe
Well, you said you might
And I was on my way
I was on my bike
I was running late
You know I’m half a mess
But you said you like the way I dress
You always call when I’m not around
I see you later when I’m going out
You seem mad honey, what about?
You know I couldn’t miss you in a crowd
When I saw you there
My mind’s running wild
But you slipped out, baby
You slipped out the side
These ruthless nights
Under the fuzz
Turn into dusty dawns because
You always call when I’m not around
The wires only go into the house
If someone said they took a message down
They’re lying baby, I haven’t heard a sound
You always call when I’m not around
We should be kissing on the mouth
Two hours later and I’m on the couch
Something else I got to figure out
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4. |
Key Bridge
04:54
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I like to drive at night
I hit the Key Bridge humming
High above the tide
Hung from a wire
Anonymous headlights
Shining into something
Don’t call me wild
I’m just alive
Do you remember me
Before my heart was loaded?
Featherlight
Borne on the breeze
Now I drive at night
In a tan Toyota
I pay the toll, alright
When I hit the Key
Everyone goes over
But nobody gets out
The Key’s a roller coaster
And I ride it to the ground
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5. |
Only To Oceans
04:42
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All the distance to Destin
from all space to conception
from hotel to reception you've got a lot to ask of me
only to oceans
alone on the balcony I can see it in front of me the vast and the cutting sea
the absence of company is almost too much for me
only for oceans
we did it the classic way putt putt and the milky way
and I pushed your hair away made love on the lay away and dreamed of the ocean
those perfect question we ask to ourselves and we know the answers
and when we've filled up the shelves with pictures of tiny dancers whats left?
only devotion
i could burn down the mountainside
the whole fucking mountainside
wasn't that much ya cried
under sahara sky
my hearts turned to glass outside full of devotion
what we got left? only devotion
only devotion
what we got left
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6. |
I Want To
05:00
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If you like it that way, I do too
How long should I wait if I want to
Fall to my knees, I need it
When you come in my dreams, oh Jesus
I’ve been using your name as my password
Say your birthday, I say it backwards
The heat of the day is fading
If you like it that way, I’m right here waiting
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Disbelieving
04:39
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deep in the summer season everyone's hangin in
hangin out for no reason when we return again
you know it stands to reason lightning can strike again
smoked up in conversation while time was idling
she said that time will catch you boy count your lucky stars
dont call me disbelieving now
call it a premonition
lets kill the sacred cow
dont call me disbelieving now
dont call me disbelieving now
dont call me disbelieving
dont call me disbelieving now
dont call me disbelieving
dont call me disbelieving now
dont call me disbelieving
dont call me disbelieving now
dont call me disbelieving
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