Unsaid

There’s a light in your eyes
The color blue; the morning sky
The way that birds know how to fly
The way that words don’t
And I’ve been waiting all my life
A chance at this hope

There’s a path through your heart
A bitter taste; a bitter start
The way that things just fall apart
The way that ink won’t
And I’ve been trying to do my part
At least I thought so

But don’t go raising fires
You’re taking rocks to your heart
Asphalt streets covered red
Walking with the living dead
Some things are better off unsaid
Some things are better off unsaid

And don’t go raising fires
Too much fire; so little hearth
Blood stained sheets covered red
Sleeping now, but waking dead
Some things are better left unsaid
Some things are better left unsaid

There’s a light in your eyes
The color blue; the ocean side
The way the train comes right on time
The way that words don’t
And I’ve been waiting all my life
At least I think so

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How Good It Gets

Couple of drips, couple of drops
And it’s nonstop, it’s nonstop, let’s all go
Go dip our heads in the swimming hole
The water’s freezing, keep breathing
Keep breathing through your nose
It’s late November, with frozen toes

And you may remember
Or you may forget
How good
It gets

Make it all work, make it all stop
And it’s too hot, it’s too hot, we’ll all go
Go take a break near the trailer home
The heat is beating, keep feeling
Keep feeling, let it flow
It’s late July, and the fire glows

And you won’t remember
But you won’t forget
How good
It fits

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The Great State Lake

I’ve got a car and I’m driving it far
Far away from you
Away from the trees, the honey, and bees
And the sky is always blue

And I saw a lake named after a state
My God it was a view
Sand in your toes; you breathe through your nose
There’s nothing you could do

And I’ll wait for you son
Yeah, I’ll wait for you son
To come home

And I’ll wait for you son
Yeah, I’ll wait for you son
To come home, home, home, home
Home, home, home

And I’ve got a car and I’m driving it far
Far away from you

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The Only Height

Christmas Day
We let it slip away
And there are many flights
But we don’t know if they’re landing
And I can’t seem to balance
I’m thrown off by gravity and time
And languages and body signs
And what is wrong or right

And sometimes I don’t say the right things
And sometimes I fall short expressing myself
But I wish you were here
I wish you were here

Christmas Day
Won’t let it flow away
And there are many heights
But we know which one’s worth climbing
And I’m so transfixed
By your hand in mine
Your body language, deep brown eyes
And what is in your mind

And sometimes I don’t say the right things
And sometimes I fall short expressing myself
But I wish you were here
I wish you were here
And I wish you were here
By my side

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Like Melting

She sewed words in his mind
Drove down I-35
There was such limited time
There is such limited time
October was a lifetime away
I know I didn’t say, but please stay
I know I didn’t say, but don’t go
There’s so much left to unfold

And when we kiss there’s something magic
And I can’t describe it, but I’ll try
It’s a lot like melting
It’s a lot like melting
It’s a lot like melting
It’s a lot like that

She drew words with her eyes
She bit her lip when she cried
There was never a good time
There just is not a good time
October was a lifetime away
And all of the pictures, they fade
And all of the memories, they go
And everything else gets disposed

But when we kiss there’s something magic
And I can’t deny it, but I’ll try
It’s a lot like melting
It’s a lot like melting
It’s a lot like melting
It’s a lot like that

And what if you are right
And I am wrong
But what if I am right
And you are wrong

And if we miss, we might miss magic
And I can’t deny that, so I’ll try
It’s a lot like melting
It’s a lot like melting
It’s a lot like melting
It’s a lot like that

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A Cold Day

Is it a cold day
Enjoy a cold beer
So much for long life
It’s such a long year
Nobody’s out here
Can anyone hear
It’s such a bad day
For such a bad year

And close your eyes tight
And let the clouds clear
It was a nice day
But no one will care
And is there nothing I can do or say
To take the pain away
To make it all go away
To make it all go away

And I can’t, and I can’t, and I can’t, and I can’t
And I can’t, and I can’t, and I can’t, and I can’t breathe
Anymore
And I won’t, and I won’t, and I won’t, and I won’t,
And I won’t, and I won’t, and I won’t watch you
Throw it all away
Burn it all the way
To the core

Is it a true fear
Adjust the side mirrors
All of my highways
Lead to the heart, dear
And no one’s beating and beating and beating
This blood faster than I could

And I can’t, and I can’t, and I can’t, and I can’t
And I can’t, and I can’t, and I can’t, and I can’t see
Any more
And I won’t, and I won’t, and I won’t, and I won’t,
And I won’t, and I won’t, and I won’t watch you
Throw it all away
Burn it all the way
To the ground

Is it a cold day
Or just a cold year
So much for long life
There’s nothing left here
There’s nothing left here
There’s nothing left
It’s taking and taking and taking
Until we’re all gone

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All for Good

This life is harder
We sit in circles saying nothing
My child’s father
Pictures will never be as good
It flows like water
The color bled all from your face
It rains in summer
Oh God, how it rains

I don’t think I can breathe
Knowing this is all for good
There’s more that’s changed than just
The leaves on the tallest of trees
Come quick, they called
Heartbeat is getting quieter with every step
If when it falls
Will you say you knew

I don’t think I can breathe
I’m hearing your voice in my head
There’s more that’s changed than just
Pencil markings up the wall
So quick, they called
Heartbeat isn’t making a final attempt
If when it falls
Will you say you knew
Will you say you knew
Will you say you knew
Will you say you knew

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Tattered and Torn

I feel weathered and worn; she thinks it was better before
But we see different hues of colors in the night
Saying magic exists, what a surprise
Saying what a surprise

I feel tattered and torn, but she thinks it’s starting to get warm
And we speak different languages in the night
Saying only what will get us to the light
What will get up to the light

And I never thought I’d say what I believe
And I never thought I would say
And I thought I would forever repeat
I’m happier alone
I’m happier
I’m happier alone
But I’m not really

I feel shattered and sore; she thinks each sound is a sign of something more
But we find different shades of color in the night
Saying these eyes won’t see this another time
Won’t see this another time

I feel like I never have; she thinks, but she does not grasp
And we mouth different languages in the night
Saying nothing, but knowing it will be alright
Knowing it will be alright

And I never thought I’d say what I believe
And I never thought I would say
And I thought I would forever repeat
I’m happier alone
I’m happier
I’m happier alone
But I’m not really

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I Was Wrong

Well I was wrong
She’s speaking words of damnation to me
Speaking in tongues or
Maybe Croatian to me
Well I was wrong
Placing a sly incantation on me
Saying there’s nothing wrong
Speaking in abbreviations to me
But they mean: I was wrong
And I was wrong
And I was wrong
She’s screaming facts and equations at me
Numbers go on and on
Her words are large formulations to me
That say: well I was wrong

Well I was wrong
This slight of hand it means nothing to me
For so long
I hung on cliffs for you, waiting to see
But I was wrong

Well I was wrong
Speaking with all of your hatred for me
Finding it goes on and on
And there is no explanation for me
Except that I was wrong
She’s speaking words of damnation to me
Speaking in tongues or
Maybe Croatian to me
Well I was wrong

Well I was wrong
This slight of hand it means nothing to me
For so long
I hung on cliffs for you, waiting to see
But time has gone
There’s nothing left that could possibly be
‘Cause I was wrong

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55, 44, 33, 22

Fifty five and so alive, well where was that before
Forty four and so bored; has it caught up to him now
Thirty three and so green, if you know what I mean
Twenty two and so new, just oh so new
Didn’t know what to do

Fifty five and alright; he seemed to stumble on it now
Forty four and no more; counting minutes on his hand
Thirty three and so mean; it’s a hereditary thing
Twenty two and so new, just oh so new
Didn’t know what to do

Fifty five with nine lives, but a house that’s made of glass
Forty four and so torn; he thinks the clock is watching back
Thirty three, you poor thing; there’s the table and there’s the ring
Twenty two and so new, just oh so new
Didn’t know what to do
Didn’t know what to do

I’ve got one question for anyone who cares
With both hands raised so high in the air
And I’ve got one question for anyone who cares
With both hands raised so high in the air
With both hands raised so high in the air
With both hands raised so high in the air

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