1. |
the saddest boy
03:02
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rain kissed the sidewalk and followed you home
your hoods your umbrella until you get home
to wipe off your sneakers and clean off your plate
finish your homework and bedtimes at 8
the end of the hallway marks the end of the day
crawl under the covers and cry, cry, cry
not a sigh of relief, a sigh of grief
rain drops, and tear drops get stuck on your lash
your notebook of stories that you think are trash
could someday be published and bring someone joy
they'd read what's written by the saddest boy
the end of the hallway marks the end of the day
crawl under the covers and cry, cry, cry
not a sigh of relief, a sigh of grief
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2. |
like honey
03:07
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the way your eyes sparkle
after you've been crying
is a comforting sight
speaking of eyes yours
looked much bigger tonight
our nightmares
were really fairytales
in somebody else's book
cross my heart
and hope to die
stick a needle in my
I don't wanna be without you
for another moment honey
sticky like honey
we're sticky like honey
let's make artificial night
trace our bodies with no light
let's make artificial night
trace our bodies with no light
honey, my honey
like honey, my honey
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3. |
keep secrets
02:32
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everybody knows where this is going
no i can't contain this hopeless feeling
it's best to sing it out when no one hears me
this time i have to leave i'll miss you so dearly
i'll keep your secret
i've lived a lot of years but who is counting
calendar is paper and i'm not believing
i'll sing one more with you when you start dreaming
there's not a better time for me to start breathing
i'll keep your secret
i'll keep your secret
oooooo
whisper something loud but don't let them know
the view from on the grounds not bad with my eyes closed
im sorry now i'm crying but you stepped on my toes
apology accepted as far as friends go
i'll keep your secret
i'll keep your secret
i'll keep our secret
i'll keep if you keep me
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4. |
skin your knees
02:32
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(go head and) take your hands, squeeze them tight
maybe you'll get through tonight
it's only fair
be gentle now it's new and frail
i won't tell if you don't tell
it's only fair
to be alive, is knowing that you'll die
but it's alright, it's alright
(i'm sure that) love will tear you up and down
no matter who's wearing the crown
maybe that's not fair
but still skin your knees and bruise and bleed
get all the things you think you need
now that's not fair
to be alive, is knowing that you'll die
but it's alright, it's alright, right, right, right?
skin your knees
til you bruise and bleed
til you bruise and bleed
skin your knees
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5. |
you and me
03:22
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and all the color left my eyes
so i bleed but cannot cry
i want thank you for that act
i've missed that kind of human contact
i wrote your name down a few times
in all my journals i made some rhymes
but there's never a melody
that seems to fit like, you and me
don't correct me
i know grammatically it's you and i
your hands are soothing, i'm glad we gave it a try
but little did we know that
time does not go slow, it's time to go
i can't see but i'd guess
your heart is swollen not at it's best
i was never one to refuse
i wish that i could heal your bruise
don't correct me
i know grammatically it's you and i
your hands are soothing, i'm glad we gave it a try
but little did we know that
time does not go slow, it's time to go
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6. |
second hand
02:32
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feathers don't get the job done
like if you're under umbrellas you're still under the sun
we live our lives as our skin has to die
shedding our cells that we don't hear cry
and all this time i didn't have a clue
that the books i sent wouldn't get to you
ten cent postcards, red white and blue
they say the old's not as good as the new
second hand third day apart
i ran away you burnt your heart
the words i say don't hit your ears
they disintegrate, swallow your tears
all this time i didn't have a clue
that the books i sent wouldn't get to you
ten cent postcards, red white and blue
they say the old's not as good as the new
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7. |
our town
03:05
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i've been counting
my days in this town
it's been great, no doubt
now that i'm found
well i hate swimming but i'll sit in the shade with you
we'll still be wet, dripping with sweat what is there to do
but walk around, upside down, while kids try drugs and fall in love
it's our town
walking uphill
down hills with windmills
like it's some kind of art
it's true what i say
the altamont's got my heart
there's been better days
on freeways in heat-waves
but i would
not change
a damn thing
and i hate swimming but i'll sit in the shade with you
we'll still be wet dripping with sweat what is there to do
but walk around, upside down, while kids try drugs and fall in love
it's our town
yeah it's ours
and our friend's from mars
love from the stars
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Taylor Vick Oakland, California
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