1. |
World of Motion
03:16
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ALL THE HEIGHTS
OF YOUR PAST
TURN TO DUST
NOTHING LASTS
FOR TOO LONG
TURN AROUND
AND IT’S GONE
SO ALIVE
TONIGHT
SEE THE LIGHT
IN YOUR EYES
TURN IT UP
AND HOLD ON
LOOK AROUND
’TIL THE DAWN
THINKING
WORLD OF MOTION
SO YOUR LIFE
ISN’T QUITE
WHAT YOU THOUGHT
THAT’S ALRIGHT
PUSH IT BACK
IN YOUR MIND
LEAVE IT ALL
BEHIND
EVERY NIGHT
THERE’S A SPARK
YOU CAN’T SEE
WITH YOUR EYE
TURN IT OFF
GET OUTSIDE
YOU CAN’T KEEP
NOTHING
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2. |
Gap Year
02:53
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THE DAYS GO BY
MY HAIR GROWS OUT
BENEATH THE TREES
JUST HANGING AROUND
DID IT EVER OCCUR TO YOU
THAT THINGS ARE BOUND TO CHANGE?
STEALING SNACK CAKES AND SKATEBOARD TRICKS
WON’T WORK ON RESUMES
CAN I JUST STAY HYPNOTIZED
BY AN OLD IDYLLIC LIE?
I KNOW HOW THESE THINGS TEND TO GO
WHY CAN’T WE TAKE IT SLOW?
THE SUBURBS QUIET
WE DRIVE DOWN WORN ROADS
JUST PASSING JAYS
NOWHERE TO GO
DID IT EVER OCCUR TO YOU
THAT THIS IS BOUND TO END?
DESTINED FOR OTHER PATHS
END UP LOST HIGH SCHOOL FRIENDS
CAN I JUST STAY HYPNOTIZED
BY A SAFE SUBURBAN LIE?
I KNOW HOW THESE THINGS TEND TO GO
WHY CAN’T WE TAKE IT SLOW?
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3. |
Spun
03:01
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NIGHTS ARE GETTING LONG
BURNING GASOLINE
HIGHER THAN A KITE
IN A RIPPED UP PAIR OF JEANS
SAW YOU THE OTHER DAY
SAID IT’S BEEN A WHILE
THE THOUGHT HADN’T CROSSED MY MIND
SO DIZZY ALL THE TIME
EVERY CHANCE
YOU CALLED BACK
YOU WERE BLIND
I WAS SPUN
SUMMER DAYS
BACK TO BACK
WASTING TIME
DAYS SPENT ON THE COUCH
SUCKED INTO THE SCREEN
TRIED TO CALL YOUR HOUSE
ALL I GOT WAS THE MACHINE
EVERY CHANCE
YOU CALLED BACK
YOU WERE BLIND
I WAS SPUN
SUMMER DAYS
BACK TO BACK
WASTING TIME
IN THE SUN
WAITING IN THE CAR
GLOW OF THE CIRCLE K
SHE PUSHED RIGHT THROUGH THE DOOR
SHOT A DIRTY LOOK MY WAY
CLIMBS INTO THE BACK
LIGHTS A CIGARETTE
I ASKED “DO YOU NEED TO SMOKE?”
SHE SAID “IS THAT A FUCKING JOKE?”
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4. |
Levittown
02:37
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I LEFT THAT TOWN BEHIND
SO LONG
IN LEVITTOWN IT ALL
WENT WRONG
THE DREAM
WAS DEAD
MY HEAD
WAS SWIMMING IN REGRET
THE THINGS
I SAID
SHOULD’VE SAID NOTHING
THE HOUSES LOOK THE SAME
TO ME
THOUGHT I SAW YOU STAND-
ING IN
THE STREET
THOSE EYES
HEADLIGHTS
THE ONE THING I REGRET
THE THINGS
I SAID
SHOULD’VE SAID NOTHING
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5. |
Mall Walker
03:02
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YEAH YOU’RE JUST A MALL WALKER
NEVER WAS A SMALL TALKER
YOU GOT YOUR WALKMAN HELD TIGHT
UNDERNEATH THE SKYLIGHT
YOU ALWAYS KEPT TO THE BEAT
AND YOU NEVER THOUGHT TO SLOW DOWN
YOU ALWAYS KEPT TO THE BEAT
AND YOU NEVER STOPPED TO LOOK AROUND
YOU ALWAYS KEPT TO THE BEAT
AND YOU NEVER THOUGHT TO SLOW DOWN
AND THERE SHE GOES
YEAH YOU’RE JUST A MALL WALKER
AND I’M FEELING LIKE A STALKER
HOW I WISH THAT I COULD DATE HER
NOW SHE’S ON THE ESCALATOR
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6. |
Waking Dream
03:56
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THERE WAS A TIME I STAYED OUT LATE
SO MUCH TO ANTICIPATE
BUT I LOST THAT SCENE
IT’S A WAKING DREAM
I WAS WALKING THROUGH A HAZE
HALF-ASLEEP SO MANY DAYS
IN THE SAD MIDWEST
NO TIME TO REST
I WANTED SOMETHING MORE
I WANTED SOMETHING MORE
CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE
I WANTED SOMETHING MORE
I’M LEAVING OUT THE DOOR
DON’T TRY AND STOP ME
LOOK AROUND AND ALL YOU’LL SEE
TEEN LUST IN MAGAZINES
IT’S A TIME WARP, BABE
BY NO OTHER NAME
TAKE ME BACK TO SOMEWHERE ELSE
I AM NOT QUITE LIKE MYSELF
WITH NO COMMON GROUND
WE WON’T MAKE A SOUND
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7. |
Waterbed
03:00
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IT KEEPS THE BEATING IN MY HEAD
WON’T FALL ASLEEP WITHOUT THIS SONG
AGAINST THE BOOMBOX IN YOUR BED
DROWN OUT THE CRICKETS ON THE LAWN
I SAW MYSELF IN A DIFFERENT LIGHT
LIKE THESE WORDS HAD TURNED OBSCENE
A WORN-OUT COPY OF POLTERGEIST
PUT YOUR HANDS UPON THE SCREEN
AM I BLANK?
OR CAN I WORK IT OUT?
BUT STILL I PLAY
YOU GOTTA CHASE THOSE DEMONS
LET ‘EM RING OUT AGAIN
IT KEEPS THE SUNSHINE IN MY EYES
GOT ME TRIPPING ON SIDEWALK TILES
WASTING MONEY, WASTING TIME
LIKE IT’S GOING OUT OF STYLE
I NEVER CARED ABOUT MUCH AT ALL
EXCEPT THE STRINGS ON THIS GUITAR
TOO BUSY CRASHING ON THE COUCH
OR SOMEWHERE KICKING DIRT AT STARS
YOU BURN THE CANDLE AT BOTH ENDS
SPILLING BEER ON THE OUIJA BOARD
HEAVY METAL MAGAZINES
AND ALL THE RECORDS ON THE FLOOR
YOU’VE GOT THE CHORDS TO THE PERFECT SONG
PEN AND PAPER IN YOUR HANDS
IN THE DARKEST BASEMENT ROOM
WITH THE GHOSTS OF BETTER BANDS
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8. |
Nuclear Saturday
02:55
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PAN AND SCAN AWAY
ANOTHER NUCLEAR SATURDAY
IN A TRANCE-LIKE STATE
OVER THE VIDEO GIRL
I ALWAYS HAD YOU IN MIND
BUT THERE’S NO WAY TO REWIND
FAR ENOUGH FOR ME
TO SEE YOU THERE
BETWEEN THE LINES
AND I NEVER THOUGHT I’D SEE
THAT SIDE OF YOU
AND I NEVER THOUGHT I’D BE
SO TIED TO YOU
I KNOW IT’S JUST A WASTE
AND TAKING UP SUCH SPACE
ON THIS BOOTLEG TAPE
ANOTHER VIDEO GIRL
I’M PULLED INTO THE GLOW
LIKE A MOTH INTO A FLAME
STARING SOLEMNLY
YET BURNING OUT
JUST THE SAME
NEVER FORSAW
THIS FATAL FLAW
TIED UP IN TAPE
THERE’S NO ESCAPE
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9. |
Melt Away
02:58
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BURY ME WITH MY
CASSETTE TAPES
THERE’S NO ALLEGIANCE HERE
I WANNA HOLD ON TO
THE BEST PARTS
AND THROW AWAY THE YEARS
YOU SAY YOU BREATHE IN DUST
SO YOU CAN TOLERATE
THE WAY THINGS FALL APART
IT’S HARD TO CONCENTRATE
ANOTHER DAY
IT MELTS AWAY
ANOTHER DAY…
FIGURE THE REST OUT FOR YOURSELF NOW
BRING ME BACK TO MY
OLD BEDROOM
I NEED TO LAY A WHILE
WONDER WHY I NEED
TO WAKE UP
STOP THINKING LIKE A CHILD
AND IT GOES
SO FAST YOU ALMOST WANT IT TO SLOW
AND IT GOES
SO FAST YOU ALMOST SKIPPED TOMORROW
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10. |
Pink Noise
02:32
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IT’S ALL
PINK NOISE
LIKE THE SOUND
OF YOUR VOICE
FROM A PASS-
ING CAR
WHERE I SMASHED
MY GUITAR
SHE WAS YOUNG
UNAFRAID
OF THE BED
THAT SHE MADE
1998
LIKE THE DIN
OF A DRUM
YOU FORGOT
WHERE YOU’RE FROM
SNEAKING OUT
UNTIL DAWN
WE CAN WAIT
WON’T BE LONG
WITH A GHOST
OF A CHANCE
YOU WERE LOCKED
IN A TRANCE
THROUGH THE SMOKE
IN YOUR EYES
WE JUST HAD
TO GET BY
ALL THE NIGHTS WE’D RUMINATE
TRYING TO KEEP OUR STORIES STRAIGHT
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11. |
Totally Gone
02:54
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I’M GETTING IN MY CAR
AND LEAVING THIS AGE
DRIVING OUT OF MY MIND
EVAPORATE
WITH THE DUST FLOATING THROUGH MY PAST
IT ALL FEELS LIKE A LUCID DREAM
WHERE I LOST MYSELF
BEHIND THE SCENES
TRYING TO GET BACK
THERE’S NO SENSE IN THAT
IT GOES AWAY
I REMEMBER THE SOUND
OF THE PUNKS OUTSIDE
AND YOUR VOICE WHEN I LEFT
YOUR HOUSE THAT EVENING
DID I DO SOMETHING WRONG?
‘CAUSE YOU’RE TOTALLY GONE
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Slow Coda is Tavis Balkin and Nicholas Morford.
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