1. |
This Way
02:46
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You don’t need to worry what you say to me
I’ll take anything you’ve got to give
I am bleeding out
pride is useless to me now.
I’ve often thought of us this way, two embers fending off the night
Not knowing why but condemned to fight
I often think of us this way, September leaves in flight
Drifting downward try though they might
Eyes pulled wide in warning what they say to me
(oh) Our old fears, they are returning
And I need them now, those old familiar friends (where else would I hang my feelings)
I’ve often thought of us this way, two embers fending off the night
Not knowing why but condemned to fight
I often think of us this way, September leaves in flight
Drifting downward try though they might
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2. |
El Suéter Gris
02:53
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El suéter gris is hanging on like a mist that just won’t lift and
In the sunlit place you sat upon, I can keep it to myself and
And all the things that you don’t know you need
All the things you don’t know
Oh it’s like I can’t hold on to everything all the time
Now age is pressing in, say surrender feels like rest
Oh still hanging on
You know and you know a dream is a breath that burns by holding
And You know and you know a dream is a breath that burns by holding
El suéter gris is hanging on like a mist that just won’t lift and
In the sunlit place you sat upon, I can keep it to myself and
All the things that you don’t know you need
You know and you know a dream is a breath that burns by holding
You know and you know a dream is a breath that burns by holding
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3. |
Only the First Time
03:34
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Carpet burns and broken bones
Scraped up knees in messy homes
What it takes for little heartbreaks
Racing pulse and bleary eyes
Shaking hands under starry skies
What it takes for the little heartbreaks
Autumn chill and frantic pace
Then shattered glass and fade away
And what comes next I will measure by this
Which is why there is only the first time
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4. |
Art School Creeps
03:09
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You know the art, a death wish, obsessed with it
Knowing smiles gorging on and on and on
Familiar pass, oh yes I’m familiar with the oeuvre
familiar with the oeuvre
He of the dark romantic teen sentiment
He lives in me going on and on and on
Familiar pass, oh yes I’m familiar with the oeuvre
Black and gray, a way to feel at all
Black and gray, a way to feel it all
These art school creeps, they’re pushing their way in
They always find a way in
You know the art, a death wish, obsessed with it
Knowing smiles gorging on and on and on
Familiar pass, oh yes I’m familiar with the oeuvre
Familiar with the oeuvre (of) black and gray
A way to feel at all
(But) these art school creeps, they're always pushing in
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5. |
Let Me Down
03:47
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Let me down
I am waiting
for the sound
of your voice fading
I am waiting
I have put away my childish things
or else they were taken from me
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6. |
Fallout
03:43
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Oh chains explain it all
Minute play each link, but added on again, again, again
Oh the reach, oh the unexpected range
But here I was swearing to myself to only give a little bit
There was a time I walked the floor
Rest assured at ease
That the ground wasn’t giving way
Or falling out under me
Oh ropes, they tell it all
Just a lapse in thought, brief though it was, that you cannot set loose
Each thread weak, so easy to divide
And here I was swearing to myself that I could make it right
Oh chains explain it all
Minute play each link, but added on again, again, again
Oh the reach, oh the unexpected range
But here I was swearing to myself to only give a little bit
There was a time I walked the floor
Rest assured at ease
That the ground wasn’t giving way
Or falling out under me
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7. |
On Ten
02:18
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Park of children calling out
And they all fall down
On ten
Park of children calling out
And they all fall down
On ten
Missing no one
On ten
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8. |
No Rest
03:08
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I find again I’ve learned it all, won’t remember how it pulls away
The garbage I give it all up for
Make the same mistakes and hate it just the same
There is no rest There is no rest
No restraints to tie me here, oh soporific thrill
(ooh) Flickering thought stay
Pushing off from the edge of waking, struggle free with nothing in pursuit
The garbage I try to hold onto
Still the same complaints, but hating every change
No restraint to tie me here, oh soporific thrill
(ooh) Flickering thought fade (wearing me out)
No disguising a trembling fear with solace close at hand
(ooOh) won’t you make some mistakes with me
Nothing left to tie me here, feel solace close at hand
Oh won’t you Oh won’t you
Oh won’t you make some mistakes with me
(Have you no pride? Can’t you pretend, can’t you pretend?)
There is no rest There is no rest
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Bent Double
03:23
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You smile, put stumble in my step
While thoughts are thickening
Some wars you have to fight alone (I know but I don’t have to like it)
Some fights are yours and yours alone (Just know I try to find the words)
Bent double in the dark
(oh oh, oh oh) They are hiding
Oh do I follow on too soon? Betray my love
And oh do I follow on too soon?
Long miles have passed us by in silence
Afraid our words would stain the air
Read fog breathed slowly onto windows
Find peace in what is written there
And find the words
Bent double in the dark
(oh oh, oh oh) They are hiding
Oh if I follow on too soon, will I find you here waiting?
Oh if I follow on too soon, will I find you here waiting on me?
Bent double in the dark
(oh oh, oh oh) They are hiding
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10. |
Bus to Chicago
02:34
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Goodbye to friends, oh I have nothing like another
So I nominate you to help, like these letters don’t help
I put you up on a high ledge
And I’ll think about you all the way
A slow return, like smoke of incense drifting in
Do we know that living small is the most important thing
To live small and love little things
But I put you up, I put you up on a high ledge
And I’ll think about you all the way
Oh arc of life
Half submerged beneath the waves
Clear spirits I entreat
To make their ends meet
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Vague Pains Novi, Michigan
Fusing elements of classic indie, shoegaze, and new wave into an irresistible kaleidoscopic sound, Vague Pains is the project of singer/songwriter Zachary Lemon. Working out of his basement studio in Michigan, Zachary and his remote collaborators pay tribute past while pushing the genre into fresh new territory. ... more
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