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Ceiling Fan
03:59
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I was sleeping
Indecision
My head was spinning like a ceiling fan.
I heard it
From Robert
I should sleep in Paradise.
What's the double deal?
Now how does it feel?
Being away from home so long,
carrying on.
Checking in on
My probation
For the first time in my new life.
Charm Bracelet
I Waste It
I could live for a RANA song.
What's the double deal?
Now how does it feel?
Being away from home so long,
carrying on.
Austin-nation
He's still scrapin'
At the fancy hotel.
I heard it
From Robert
I should sleep in Paradise.
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Inch Worm
05:58
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Whatcha wanna do with your life?
(Singing Saves the Day all alone in the garden classroom.)
When Humzah was born,
I rode home with no helmet from the Record Exchange
And played "Dookie" 'til the cows came home.
I liked the songs, liked the videos on MTV.
"Carry on my wayward son"
Playing air guitar all alone in the shag living room.
I'm drawing dragons by night,
Tracing lions when the sun comes up.
I'm on winter break for life.
The time between the holidays, the turkey term, went all right.
Isn't it red?
Isn't it hard to run through the Herrontown Woods with me,
And see the Pennyroyal palms in a memory.
Watching an inch worm
Hanging by a thread
Trying not to get eaten
Watching an inch worm
Anxiety spikes,
why do kids attack what they don't understand or know?
When Humzah was born,
I rode my bike down the stairs when the school was closed for good.
Isn't it red?
Isn't it hard to see
for the muddy waters completely
misread...
The message I sent went undelivered.
Isn't it red?
Isn't it hard to read while someone is watching the TV
instead.
We run around and burn the yearbook.
Attack of the inch worm!
Poking the penguin
Hanging by a thread
Watching an inch worm.
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The Good Ones
04:34
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Day pass adventure, a ride in the park
Coming home after dark
Reap what you sow, watch what you say
Better off anyway.
The rules that we're breaking, the recipe's shaken.
I would rather be in love.
Making plans you can't make and
For goodness sake man
Don't you know your calendar.
Been here forever, always a renter
Never understood the rush
Now I've gone grey and still want to stay
on a Hill with everything.
What's your recipe for a happy, healthy family?
A little bit spicy and sweet, for the greenest of the leaves
of a family tree.
I would rather be in love.
40th birthdays don't get too crazy,
Everybody's cool enough.
I'm back on my beets, you can see it in my teeth.
Keep the kids out of the street.
I can feel it in my bones,
Like bad news on the phone.
Anyone can roam,
but the good ones come right home
After wandering.
I would rather be in love.
My lazy, wandering eye
From the good ones for a time.
The lasers that we tried
Took the greenest from my eyes
From my family tree.
I would rather be in love.
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Baby Thug
04:09
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When you're turning one,
You have lots of fun.
Got some things to say,
Now you're on your way.
There's so much to do,
When you're turning two.
Turn into a kid again,
Now you're back again.
When you're turning four,
always wanting more.
I was twenty-four,
Oh now there's so much more.
Baby thug.
Don't you want to see
What became of me?
I learned a lot
Restraint of pen and tongue.
There's so much to do
Now I've turned into...
Got some things to say
Oh now I'm on my way.
Baby thug.
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Clearly
04:04
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I'm seeing clearly like I haven't in years.
My wheels are turning, no more grinding the gears.
My friends are running; we're facing our fears.
Like the ocean stays in motion, when the storm has cleared.
I'm seeing clearly
What you need from me
If you really believe
We can be what we see.
I had a vision once, but it was all wrong.
I'd rock the Garden; they'd all sing my song.
I told a doctor they'd make movies about me.
He said, well I don't see a film crew.
That's not what I see.
I'm seeing clearly
What you need from me
If you really believe
We can be what we see.
I'm seeing clearly.
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