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Last Train Ride
05:03
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Watch me, as the raindrops, keep a' rolling down my back.
Stay here, in the last car, as the train rolls down the track.
Forgive me, don't forget me, or the good times from our past.
Hear me, when I tell you, that this train ride will be our last.
Last Train Ride,
Last Train Ride.
Forgive me, don't forget me, or the good times from our past.
Hear me, when I tell you, that this train ride will be our last.
Last Train Ride,
Last Train Ride.
Last Train Ride,
Last Train Ride,
Last Train Ride,
Save your hide.
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2. |
Cobblestone
04:37
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Strolling through the night,
Remembering the "goodbye's" tone,
It's never not been alright,
You always look between the cobblestones.
Why do you fantasize the worst, with replay on?
Why do you never fail to fear that she'll be gone?
Stumble through the night,
Remembering the squabble's tone,
You can't say it's alright,
As you trip upon the cobblestones.
How did it escalate so fast, your voices raised?
Leaving the two of you aghast, neither appraised?
Can't you see the disgust in her gestures?
Can't you see that there's tears in her eyes?
Why do you always make pain from her pleasures?
An illness that always appears in disguise.
Stumble through the night ("goodbye's" tone)
Can't say it's alright (cobblestone)
Strolling through the night,
Remembering the "goodbye's" tone,
It's never not been alright,
You always look between the cobblestones.
Why do you fantasize the worst, with replay on?
Why do you never fail to fear that she'll be gone?
Can't you see the disgust in her gestures?
Can't you see that there's tears in her eyes?
Why do you always make pain from her pleasures?
An illness that always appears in disguise.
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3. |
Leave Me Be
04:26
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The pace slows from a race to a robust rhythm.
And a sigh to signify the final act is through.
I wanna break away from all the things that brought me here, including you.
I wanna see you disappear from my peripheral vision.
And float away,
On a cloud,
So my mind,
Won't be so loud.
And how you frown your brow in the heat of friction.
And the way you softly sway as you pass me by.
You draw the lizard in and yet you turn my mind away, you still don't know why.
I wanna hear your pace recede from all the corners of my mind.
Echoes fade,
Fade away,
Leave me be,
Let me stay.
Stay aloof,
From you now,
I will find,
My way somehow.
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4. |
Follow Your Eyes
03:29
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At first I thought it nice,
Before the poison in the ice
Had melted all around the punch you'd poured.
At first I thought you kind,
And not the quiet kind of girl,
Who has nothing nice to say, so says nothing at all.
And now, I cannot follow your eyes.
And now, I cannot swallow the lies.
Inside your head you think you own me,
But I'm not so easy to buy.
A face inside a locket, framed by the tears that you'd never cry.
When push would come to shove,
I never thought to doubt your love,
When really its the place I should have gone.
You'd sigh and shake your head,
Toss and turn at night in bed,
Your guilty conscious writhing till the dawn.
And now, I cannot follow your eyes.
And now, I cannot swallow the lies.
Inside your head you think you own me,
But you haven't got the money to buy,
A face inside a locket, framed by the tears that you'd never cry.
I ought to clarify,
That there is more that meets the eye.
Than the fantasies that swirl inside my mind.
You haven't done me wrong,
My inner voices sing a song,
That paints you as the culprit to my crimes.
And now, you cannot fathom my pain,
And now, my conscious darkens again.
Inside my head it's all a vortex, you'd be crazy to call me sane.
It's always been my fault i don't have half the right now to complain.
And now, I see there were never any lies,
And now, I've forever lost sight of your eyes,
Inside my head I thought you owned me,
Nothing here to justify,
The locket that I'd stolen, and the tears you'd always cried.
And as the timbers rot, and the braces fold,
All the windows crack, all the shimmer leaves the gold,
The house is haunted, but the attic still active,
With the ghosts of thoughts once thought attractive.
There is nothing left for me, there is nothing left of me,
If you try to find a foothold, it will crumble to the sea,
As the lights go out and the doors slam shut,
You can play the part, but you'll never make the cut.
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5. |
Disappear
04:07
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Listen to the music coursing through your veins,
Tap your foot along, you really can't complain.
And yet you can't see why the people smile your name,
When all you feel inside is just the sadness and shame.
Listen to the music as you tap your feet,
See the shockwaves echo up and down the street,
Of all the actions and words you said you'd never say,
You had hoped that you could stall the coming of this day.
And now it's here,
And now it's finally here.
The day you disappear.
Listen to the footsteps rushing overhead,
The thought of your discovery fills your mind with dread.
And yet you can't see why the people soften their tread
Until a banging at the door finds you already dead.
And now it's here,
And now it's finally here.
The day you disappear.
And now it's here,
And now it's finally here.
The day you disappear.
And now it's here,
And now it's finally here.
The day you disappear.
The day you disappear,
The day you disappear,
The day you disappear,
The day you disappear.
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6. |
A Song For You
03:07
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A chance encounter at best, a brush with fate at the worst,
Your words enacted a spell, the spell enacted a curse.
It didn't matter what you said, though what you said couldn't hurt,
Your tones could elevate me to the sky from the dirt.
From the dirt.
And just like that you were gone, out of sight not of mind,
But not before you left me with my heart in a bind.
What was I to do, with you a borough away?
If I sing this loud enough then you might here me say,
I didn’t mean to write a song for you,
I didn’t mean to write a song for you,
Just the thought of you has kept me sane,
As all my fears begin to wane,
Even though it’s only been a week or two.
The image of your smile stops my breath once again,
Prevents me from departing at my stop on the train.
Late evening conversations on the ghosts from the past,
Incessantly insisting that that love won't last.
That love wont last!
Your profile on the Hudson perched upon that table,
Disheartened by the pain your frame is forced to fable.
You awaited my arrival though I paused at the time,
If you wait a little longer I can sing you my crimes.
I didn’t mean to write a song for you,
I didn’t mean to write a song for you,
Just the thought of you has kept me sane,
As all my fears begin to wane,
Even though it’s only been a week or two.
I could watch you work for hours, maybe days at a time,
As the off-chance of us being free is so hard to find.
If you follow in my footsteps, just you wait and see,
Your feet will sink in the prints, so don't follow me,
Don't follow me,
Don't follow me,
Don't follow me.
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7. |
Ebb and Flow
04:42
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Ebb and flow,
The wind will blow,
The tides will take it wherever they want it to go.
Sand and sun,
The reds will run,
Across the sculpted sky when daytime is done.
The clouds will come,
And shapes will grow,
You'll find your heart,
In a long shadow, so,
Sell your smile,
And wait a while,
Your efforts will take you a foot if you put in a mile.
Just wait for me,
You're lost at sea,
Which may be where nature intended your conscience to be, for now,
Bide your time,
And try your best,
You may find,
It's all a test, just,
Breath,
Take it all in,
Let it all out,
So you can begin.
Breath,
Open your heart,
Don't be afraid,
It won't tear you apart.
Feed the flame,
And burn again,
The part of your heart that refuses to give fear a name.
Fuel the fire,
And feel desire,
If I told you I know that it works you could call me liar.
Bide your time,
And try your best,
You may find,
It's all a test, just,
Breath,
Take it all in,
Let it all out,
So you can begin.
Breath,
Open your heart,
Don't be afraid.
Breath,
Take it all in,
Let it all out,
So you can begin.
Breath,
Open your heart,
Don't be afraid,
I won't tear you apart.
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8. |
Afterglow
04:11
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Drop the ball and watch it bounce,
Give a gallon, own an ounce.
Try and fail, and try again,
Lose the sword and find a pen.
We all want to be the ones who know,
But shun the flash a be the afterglow.
Take the wheel and turn it round,
Drop the ball and break the ground.
Get outside of your own head,
Misidentify instead.
Let your actions make mistakes,
Drop the ball and watch it break.
Let your actions make mistakes,
Drop the ball and watch it break.
We all want to be the ones who know,
But shun the flash and be the afterglow.
We all want to be the one who knows,
But special is as special swiftly goes.
We all want to be the one who knows,
But special is as special swiftly goes.
We all want to be the ones who know,
So shun the flash and be the afterglow.
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9. |
Downtown Masquerade
03:26
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Mercury is rising, is it so surprising?
He doesn’t sweat the small stuff cause he’s got it figured out,
The concierge was right to refuse him right of passage,
Sirens ringing out, but there isn’t any reason for
Alarm! Alarm! As he takes you by the arm,
You recall the many times this simple gesture led to harm,
Recoil not as smooth as the amateur’s ascension,
Living with a memory that always calls attention,
To itself, and you, are powerless to stop.
The dinner ends, and yet again, you served just as a prop.
The time is now, tomorrow too, you’ll never hear an “I love you”
That isn’t just a courtesy or friend in ecstasy,
Persistence isn’t perseverance ain't it plain to see?,
If you check the letters there’s a ‘v’ swapped for a ‘t’.
Try again, another day, hoping it’ll be okay.
Cry again, I’ll never say or tell you it’ll be okay.
Eyes, all dance around and land on other girls,
Lights, meant to excite, withhold their fractal mirth from you.
In a city with a population straining at the millions,
How is a companion hard to find among civilians?
You socialize, and harmonize with conversations built to lead,
You to somebody’s bed or mattress, until reason supersedes,
The urge, the pull, as they try to draw you near,
You’re looking for a lifetime but they can’t stomach a year,
The miracles are so enticing, angel cake with poison icing,
Cherries dipped in cyanide, the witty banter dead inside.
Eyes, all dance around and land on other girls,
Lights, meant to excite, withhold their fractal mirth from reaching you.
Lies, fall from the lips that long tell the truth,
Sounds, meant to entice, drown and muffle you.
No luck on the downtown masquerade.
No luck on the downtown masquerade, not today.
No luck on the downtown masquerade.
No luck on the downtown masquerade.
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10. |
Reckless Driver
05:46
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Broken headlight, wheels still spinning,
Rewind back to the beginning.
Crash that could have been avoided,
Left untainted, unexploited.
Had to go and start the engine,
Cut the slack and build the tension,
You are all she's got, left now.
Grip the wheel and check the dashboard,
Tank was empty, for the record,
Lock the doors and flip the brights on,
Start a sentence, it's a run-on,
Empty, did I say the tank was?
Don't look now, your words are faux pas,
You are all she's got, left now.
Reckless driver, careless chauffeur,
Did you mean to break her heart?
Take a detour, unfamiliar,
In a landscape most peculiar,
Couldn't stop, with red lights flashing,
Wouldn't stop, with stop signs passing,
Later claimed you didn't see them,
Cheating death and causing mayhem,
You are all she's got, left now.
Reckless driver, careless chauffeur,
Did you mean to break her heart?
Reckless driver, you destroyed her,
Didn't you mean to brake the car?
Analyze the crash for what it was,
Arrogance and anger just because,
He had never driven a car before,
Left her in the backseat, to ignore.
Pleading that she didn't want to go,
Terrifying actions drowned her "no".
Running on fumes and clammy beer,
He forced his words into her ear.
Wished that she had never seen,
His crooked smile and horrid grin,
Though in her mind it's not her fault,
The life in her eyes came to a halt.
Claim that it was her decision,
Even with your tunnel vision,
You are all she's got, left now.
Reckless driver, careless chauffeur,
Did you mean to break her heart?
Reckless driver, you destroyed her,
Didn't you mean to brake the car?
Reckless driver, you destroyed her,
Didn't you mean to brake the car?
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We are an indie alternative rock band based out of New York City that is passionate about making innovative music, videos,
and making a positive change in the world through what we create.
Our lyrical themes are fresh and exciting, while our music is catchy and ambitious while remaining accessible and interesting to both the casual listener and the more seasoned musician.
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