1. |
With a View
03:50
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Waking up with a view of all the cars on Averill Avenue
Trying to beat the sun in a race but instead it's beating down on my face
We both wished I could be your answer in Final Jeopardy
The tour guide of your spine, the gossip of your grapevine
Old lady listening to hip-hop, and I think 'why the hell not'
She's sitting on her stoop, it's a Friday night in June
Down the street the celebrate, Puerto Rican Pride parade
I'm just carrying grocery bags while their hands are waving flags
Now my friend circle spins counterclockwise
Now my friend circle spins counterclockwise
Now my friend circle spins counterclockwise
Now my friend circle spins counterclockwise
'Round and 'round it goes...
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2. |
Can't Stay Gone
03:11
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Stare at photos I don't even wanna see
Make me blue, make me green with envy
And if a friend of a friend is now my enemy
Pretty sure I got something wrong
'Cause I'm a train coming down the mountain
A sea plane landing in a fountain
And I know it hasn't been that long
But I just can't, I just can't stay gone
Hope I made my mark stuck like graffiti
In some sidewalk crack there's still a piece of me
Yeah, it's selfish, not who I wanna be
Show me, show me where I went wrong
'Cause I'm a train coming down the mountain
A sea plane landing in a fountain
And I know it hasn't been that long
But I just can't, I just can't stay gone
I know they're holding the front porch down now
Japandroids playing on the stereo too loud
Am I there in spirit or is some old spirit here in me?
Guess I gotta go by what I hear now instead of what I see
'Cause I'm a train coming down the mountain
A sea plane landing in a fountain
And I know it hasn't been that long
But I just can't, I just can't stay gone
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3. |
You Prefer
04:14
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Your unruly fever for the future
My crazy daydream about that night
We're well aware that the truth hurts
But I feel fine, yeah, I'm alright
You prefer the comfort of his spacious heart
And who could argue with that?
Who could argue with that?
Safe and sound sitting in your car
But seatbelts don't slow down heartbeats
Music leaks out from the bar
But you're gonna drive home without me
You prefer the comfort of his spacious heart
And who could argue with that?
Who could argue with that?
I never know where to begin
So I just start at the end
You prefer the comfort of his spacious heart
And who could argue with that?
Who could argue with that?
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4. |
Thursday, Endlessly
02:47
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The love you want's a well-written joke, it needs no explaining
The punchlines make the pickup lines almost worth saying
But don't you dare think twice, that's some sound advice
And if it makes you laugh then it's worth staying
Can we get it back? Can we get it back
When it comes to comebacks, I heard you have a knack
And all you wanted was somebody honest, brave and just
Sweet-toothed and lionhearted, somebody on the cusp
But every time you try her friends linger like shoes on a wire
And your best chance becomes a bust
Can you get it back? Can you get it back
When it comes to comebacks, I heard you have a knack
Nostalgia is a hell of a drug
Scratched city name on a coffee mug
There's no method to its madness, there's no manual for its madness
But it'll tear your heart out with a tug
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5. |
Architect
03:08
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6. |
Late Night Linger
03:29
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Knew what you wanted before you knew better
Now you're undaunted and more wistful than ever
And I pour my Brooklyn beer in a Genesee glass
But I piss off the present when I sip from the past
And we linger in the late night under street lights
Wandering to waste the time
Yeah, we linger in the late night under street lights
But you're not truly mine
Call you up to say that I'm sorry
Heard you got stood up by The Ataris
Some December night, the wind was calculated and cold
I wish I had been there, you would've had a hand to hold
But you lingered in the late night under street lights
Wandering to waste the time
Yeah, you lingered in the late night under street lights
Wishing you were mine
Lonely nights made me feel so frantic
Soon I became a reckless romantic
Fallin' like a fool for anyone welcoming and warm
Those first impressions were just the breeze before the storm
'Cause now I linger in the late night under street lights
Wandering to waste the time
Yeah, I linger in the late night under street lights
Just wishing you were mine
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7. |
Static
05:24
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I'm a convenience store for your basic needs
Sold at a higher price than they need to be
Each night I'm with you I forgot what they're thinking
My heart's built with a high-speed engine
On a summer balcony where I talked to you through tangled teeth
'Bout a band and some stars that we could barely even see
"Cause these city lights keep shining everywhere we try to go
Hope you can get used to the static on my radio
Tornado tongues touch down and my body
Has turned upside down, and now I see
You are a camera catching all the truth
You'll snap a candid while I talk to you
On a summer balcony where I talked to you through tangled teeth
'Bout a band and some stars that we could barely even see
"Cause these city lights keep shining everywhere we try to go
Hope you can get used to the static on my radio
(x 2)
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8. |
Francie & Paul
03:22
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Left-handed, right-brained, whole-hearted, half sane
Finding a balance as she's staking her claim
Where she goes she'll carve a path, she's poetry, she's Leaves of Grass
Makes Walt Whitman proud but her fiancé laughs
He's a pharmacist
He's a pragmatist
Yet somehow still the one
She runs home to kiss
Something new, used, or gently abused
Thrift store slick in my twelve dollar suit
And now I'm tasked with marrying a mismatch
Got myself ordained with some casual cash
They used to hang from
The rings of Saturn
But now they're stuck
In a TV test pattern
No need to cry over an honest try
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9. |
Not the End
04:36
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The rain poured purple on the Young Americans
Who lost their Faith watching the Dark Side win
Couldn't catch a break between drying their tears
So ready to bury that brutal year
I'm a spoke on the wheel, I can't stop it from spinning
But this isn't the end, it's just the beginning
If I'm not one of your primary colors
I wanna be the chorus, I won't settle for the verse
My friend said love's not a pissing contest
But I still say we're Tougher Than the Rest
Don't hold the door, don't hold the door for me
In dark times, if the sun won't rise, I'll steal the moon's light off the sea
Don't hold the door, don't hold the door for me
In dark times, if the sun won't rise, I'll steal the moon's light off the sea
I'm a spoke on this wheel, I can't stop it from spinning
But this isn't the end, it's just the beginning
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Trevor Courneen Brooklyn, New York
Trevor Courneen makes music in a bedroom in Brooklyn.
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