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What’s on my mind when time is free:
A struggle to sit patiently.
We’re overwhelmed with possibilities.
We’ve got big plans
(maybe one day)
On the other side of the window pane.
Through parted fingers safety flares peek in to show that someone cares
to light a torch and guide me through mistakes.
We’ve got big plans
(maybe one day)
On the other side of the window pane.
Do you know what would make this better?
I know.
You do you.
Do that thing you do to see things through,
You just do you.
You make this better.
What’s on my mind when no one’s there
are mostly things that make me scared.
I’m thankful for our telepathic waves.
An open door, time passes by.
I watch it move, then meet your eyes.
In, or out?
The doubt stands in our way.
We’ve got big plans
(Maybe one day,
But I’m stuck on the tv, glass half empty.)
I know you have your reservations,
(I should just stay)
but there’s free refills on the way.
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Thanks for picking up my call
with no warning at all.
Just wanted to say, “Hey.
I had a fucked up day.”
I’ve got a lot to say,
if that’s ok.
Give me the go.
Our stories flow.
This time is letting me know:
tears of the past don’t last,
they’ve been replaced with laughs.
Let me tell you about this thing that happened.
Let me get your take.
Sorry if it’s mundane,
but the dread of this existence is
balanced by our different kinds of sane.
Let me listen to the things that happened
while i was away.
Keep on lifting us up.
Keep lifting us higher.
Keep us up to date.
We just keep upgrading.
When we’re up to date,
we both feel upgraded.
Hey,
it’s been so many days
since you’ve seen my face.
I look like a disgrace.
At least you’re not afraid.
With you, I have a place
where it’s ok.
Complain and groan
about student loans.
Climbing the slope side by side.
Then you shout, “On belay!”
Upwards and on our way.
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3. |
Through the Glass
03:48
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Had a minute to burn.
I was feeling alone.
I remember a time,
“See you at home.”
I’m seeing your face,
and wishing that we were in the same place.
Do you see what I mean?
I love what I’m seeing but I hate that I’m seeing it all through a screen.
Are you feeling this too?
Oh, it’s strange that I wonder if you’re missing me as much as I’m missing you.
Though there’s no routine,
finding time in between,
moments that overlap
sharing life through the glass.
I see your face,
still wishing that we were in the same place.
Talk to you soon.
Call me in the morning,
or ring, ring in the evening.
Buzz, buzz, but you’re on the clock.
Ring, ring- straight to voicemail.
Buzz, buzz, but I’ll try again,
try again soon.
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4. |
Spring in January
01:45
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The winter wind came blowing in.
I feel it in my bones.
The place that brings me warmth first,
I’ll stay.
I’m finding it my own way.
Asking too many questions.
Reading outdated maps.
Thinking that there’s instructions
for bridging surprising gaps.
The only escape here seems
to be whiskey, ice cream, sleepless dreams.
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5. |
Grass
04:32
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The earth is moving right underneath me.
I feel it shifting, feel the gravity.
These heavy days don’t slow the life that’s passing by.
Welcome back, sunbeams.
Nature reaches up.
The April showers have filled my empty cup.
It’s been a long trip.
This first sip tastes of clarity.
When it’s too cold,
the grass is dying.
Things heat back up.
It’s time for trying.
Don’t you know it’s time for trying again soon.
The breeze recalling when I shivered;
in its new role, life is delivered.
It’s sprouting up all around.
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6. |
Gone Away
03:32
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I can feel the seasons affecting the conditions,
but can’t find any reason for all your superstitions.
They won’t be pushing down on me;
Pushing down on me too much.
I turn down the shit that they say.
Here it comes as quickly as it goes,
no time left to impose.
Gone away, gone away, gone away.
Atmosphere that’s ready to explode,
you can just let it flow.
Gone away, gone away, gone away.
Keeping with the rhythm of a new beginning.
Bury my aversion for your narrow vision.
It won’t be pushing down on me;
Pushing down on me too much.
I turn down the shit that they say.
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