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Overture
02:43
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Purple door, where do you lead?
I guess I want more
Where would you take me, purple door?
Of hope and love, there’s so much more
Plum colored nails on a hand
I don’t think you know me
Cuz I don’t give you clues
I tell myself I like this
But it's like staring at the sun
I’m burnt out but I am still on fire
Can you see the flames as well or is this just the way I’m wired
I’m burnt out but I am still on fire
I never feed the flames
We’ll keep spinning if we can
One day after the next if we decide to
Round and round which way is up
Round and round in a spinning teacup
I-I-I…I miss the mark cuz I don’t throw a dart
Five years ahead in the future
Are things better or worse or the same?
Are you tired of opening up, or do you long for more of it?
(Lifelong imaginary friends, maybe our time won’t have to end)
How many times do we have to be told?
(I’m stretching thin, and reaching out)
Everyone’s special and no one’s alone?
(Conflicting instincts, laugh or pout)
How long will it take, until we’re how old?
To understand what it means to share
The app inside my mind, my little curse tool toy
You pass through my mind on occasion
(Is it safe to be stupid?)
And I hope that I will grow
(Is it stupid to be safe?)
Into someone who doesn’t have to just keep adding
(Is it good to be a little bit bad, or is it cowardly to be brave?)
To the list of faces she might like to get to know
(Is it safe to be stupid?Is it stupid to be safe?)
To say that I would like to fly
Is it good to be a little bit bad? Or is it cowardly to be brave?
What if most of the good kids are bad kids?
What if most of the bad kids are good?
Round and round and round we go
My castles, they melt in the water
A camera lens is better than eyes
(Get off of my phone, and out of my head, and into the city)
I can taste it, I reach out, I can graze it
Just barely, I can feel them on my face
So cut me open, clean my veins out
Fix me up and sew me back together
(The answers keep changing because I never stop looking)
Please be careful, I’m so fragile
Scrub my bones, make me fit for bad weather
(Why is it, that every time, I think it’s getting easier
Sometimes it feels brand new again, it only makes me queasier?)
When I reach high school and there’s no more room for daydreams
I can feel you making room inside my brain
Mother Earth, I can see that you have every right to stop spinning
But round and round and round we go
We continue to kill all the things underneath our shared sun
(Over, over and over again I think that I’ve found the ingredients
Over, over and over again, I make a plan and I promise obedience)
But every day the sun comes up and we are there to meet it
Everything feels scary and I’m barely there
I wish I could find a way
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2. |
Gemini
01:40
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I don’t think you know me
'Cause I don’t give you clues
Find me online and
You might be confused
I’m not one for astrology
But maybe it’s true
I’ve got multiple versions
So what if I do?
A camera lens is better than eyes
So I can’t help it if you’re surprised
Maybe I’ll just claim my status as a gemini
When will we accept that people don’t just do one thing?
Sometimes I will sleep, sometimes I’ll cry, sometimes I’ll sing
When will we accept that people don’t fit into boxes?
Introverts and extroverts alike, we’re all just paradoxes
We’re all just paradoxes
You remember you asked me
If I have two faces
And maybe I do, 'cause I’m only myself, in virtual spaces
You act like I trick you
And maybe I do
I can’t help but be quiet
I can’t help but be blue
A camera lens is better than eyes
So I can’t help it if you’re surprised
Maybe I’ll just claim my status as a gemini
When will we accept that people don’t just do one thing?
Sometimes I will sleep, sometimes I’ll cry, sometimes I’ll sing
When will we accept that people don’t fit into boxes?
Introverts and extroverts alike, we’re all just paradoxes
We’re all just paradoxes
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Periwinkle crescent moons
I can feel them on my face
Beneath my eyes, above my cheeks
They have found their place
They’ve settled in, they’ve made a home
They’re more at peace than me
I’d like to know how that must feel
Please teach me how to be
I’m burnt out but I am still on fire
(I’m burnt out but I am still on fire)
Can you see the flames as well or is this just the way I’m wired?
(Can you see the flames as well?)
I’m burnt out but I am still on fire
(I’m burnt out but I am still on fire)
Dear universe, I need to be inspired
(Dear universe)
Periwinkle crescent moons
(Periwinkle crescent moons)
I can feel them on my face
(I can feel them on my face)
Beneath my eyes, above my cheeks
They have found their place
(They have found their place)
They’ve settled in, they’ve made a home
(They’ve settled in, they’ve made a home)
They’re more at peace than me
(They’re more at peace than me)
I’d like to know how that must feel
Please teach me how to be
I used to daydream such marvelous things
Having strange conversations or growing red wings
Lately dreams seem to come only at night
I’m just too tired for witty words or flight
Periwinkle crescent moons
I can feel them on my face
Beneath my eyes, above my cheeks
They have found their place
They’ve settled in, they’ve made a home
They’re more at peace than me
I’d like to know how that must feel
Please teach me how to be
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4. |
Curse Tool Toy
02:31
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I circulate through colorful squares
And I tell myself it's fun
I tell myself I like this
But it's like staring at the sun
And I'm sitting and scrolling and staring
And my vision begins to blur
As my brain cells die, I wonder why
There's nothing else I would prefer
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on;
I always get a little jolt of joy
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on;
Oh how I love my little curse tool toy
It's my portal to the outside world;
It makes it easy just to hide
It makes it easy to know what is going on;
Why interact when you can spy?
And though I know it rots my soul inside
It also helps me to stay sane
It knows me better than I know myself;
I can feel it making room inside my brain
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on;
I always get a little jolt of joy
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on;
Oh how I love my little curse tool toy
I don't know what I'm expecting
When I take a little glance
I don't know who I'm expecting
And I don't wonder in advance
Because it is second nature
To routinely take a peek
God forbid I miss a notification!
653 pick-ups this week
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on;
I always get a little jolt of joy
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on;
Oh how I love my little curse tool toy
How would I get up in the morning?
How would I keep in touch with friends?
How would I two-factor authenticate?
How would I research odds and ends?
How would I even pay for coffee?
How would I ever make a friend?
How would I know how to get anywhere?
The excuses never end
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on;
I always get a little jolt of joy
Oh I just can't wait to turn it on;
Oh how I love my little curse tool toy
I circulate through colorful squares
And I tell myself it's fun
I tell myself I like this
But it's like staring at the sun
And I'm sitting and scrolling and staring
And my vision begins to blur
As my brain cells die, I wonder why
There's nothing else I would prefer
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5. |
Purple Door
02:05
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Purple door, where do you lead?
I guess I want more
Where would you take me, purple door?
How have I managed not to notice you before?
Who decided what color you’d be, and who took the time?
What paint did they use, how much did it cost in nickels and dimes?
Were you made in a factory or crafted in a wood shop by two hands?
How long have you been here, where were you born, was it green and grand?
Purple door, where do you lead?
I guess I want more
Where would you take me, purple door?
How have I managed not to notice you before
Would you lead me to an office or a bathroom or an exit?
How many hits with a hammer would it take for your wood to split?
I don’t recall what your hinges looked like, how could I forget?
Are you tired of opening up, or do you long for more of it?
Purple door, where do you lead?
I guess I want more
Where would you take me, purple door?
How have I managed not to notice you before?
Purple door, where do you lead?
I guess I want more
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6. |
Iced Coffee
03:45
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Iced coffee with two sugars and a splash of milk
Maybe two cups, maybe three, I guess we might as well
‘Cause it’s a Monday
And we’re just trying to exist
And it’ll last us till one, two, three, four, maybe five
We’re all bees and the planet is our hive
And we might disagree on how to build a home but we’re just trying to persist
All I know is
Every day the sun comes up, and we are there to meet it
Every day the sun comes up, oh we’ll be there to greet it
Every night the moon returns, and we are there to see it
Every night the moon returns, and we’ll be there to see
With the light as our guide
This is where we reside
We’ll keep spinning if we can
One day after the next, if we decide to drink
Iced coffee with two sugars and a splash of milk
Maybe two cups, maybe three, I guess we might as well
‘Cause now it’s Tuesday
And we’re still trying to wake up
And it’ll last us till one, two, three, four, maybe five
We’re all dolphins, waking up’s our daily dive
And we might disagree on where to swim from here, but we’re just trying not to break up
All I know is
Every day the sun comes up, and we are there to meet it
Every day the sun comes up, oh we’ll be there to greet it
Every night the moon returns, and we are there to see it
Every night the moon returns, and we’ll be there to see
With the light as our guide
This is where we reside
We’ll keep spinning if we can
One day after the next, if we decide to
If we decide to
Every day the sun comes up and we are there to meet it
Every day the sun comes up oh we’ll be there to greet it
Every night the moon returns and we are there to see it
Every night the moon returns and we’ll be there to drink
Iced coffee with two sugars and a splash of milk
Maybe two cups, maybe three, I guess we might as well
‘Cause now it's Wednesday
And we’re just trying to make it through
And it’ll last us till one, two, three, four, maybe five
We’re all rabbits, we’re just trying to stay alive
And we might disagree on when to hide or run, but we’re just trying to understand the view with
Iced coffee
Iced coffee with a splash of milk
Iced coffee
Iced coffee, two sugars
Stand in line with other tired desperate people, thinking
Maybe things will seem okay when we have something to be drinking
Something to hold onto, something hot or cold to keep us here
Just a little pick-me-up, a comforting routine it’s clear that
(repeat, overlapping lyrics)
With the light as our guide
This is where we reside
We’ll keep spinning if we can
One day after the next, if we decide to
If we decide to
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7. |
Share a Home
02:49
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Words and music, clothes and colors
Don't limit yourself to what you see in others
And while you're out there writing your song
Allow for harmonizing, do your best to get along
You know what makes us the same?
That we're all different, I'll make that claim
Seven billion, no two alike
No way we'll ever never fight but
How many times do we have to be told
Everyone's special and no one's alone?
How long will it take, until we're how old?
To understand what it means, to share a home
Home
Home
Home
The only thing we have in common is this spinning ball
I know it's dying, but in the meantime, isn't there room for us all?
I am me and you are you
And we are us, I promise you
You are you, and he is him
And she is her, and they are them
And I am me and you are you
We are us, I promise you
You are you, and he is him
And she is her, and they are them
And I am me and you are you
And we are us, I promise you
I am me and you are you
And we are us, I promise you
You know what makes us the same?
That we're all different, I'll make that claim
Seven billion, no two alike
No way we'll ever never fight but
How many times do we have to be told
Everyone's special and no one's alone?
How long will it take, until we're how old?
To understand what it means, to share a home
Home
Home
Home
You know what makes us the same?
That we're all different, I'll make that claim
Seven billion, no two alike
No way we'll ever never fight but
How many times do we have to be told
Everyone's special and no one's alone?
How long will it take, until we're how old?
To understand what it means, to share a home
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8. |
Barely There
02:24
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At school I feel most comfortable alone in a bathroom stall
Surrounded by the quotes and gossip scratched into the wall
Vanity, profanity, doodles, words of inspiration
Cries for help, phone numbers, usernames, and creepy invitations
Me, the words, a toilet, and a door that I can lock
A place away from people, where I’m boxed in
And I don’t have to talk
Baby I have a lot to say, lot to say, lot to say
Maybe just not today, not today, not today
Override the thoughts, discard the feelings
Close the app inside my mind whose job is to keep reeling
Just to find a reason everything feels scary and I’m barely there
Life is like an ocean and some days I don’t know how to swim
When I try to stay afloat, I fail
I try to climb on passing boats, sometimes I only flop around
And on those days I just go back to not making a sound
But I have learned to breathe the water, brave the cold, and grow a mermaid’s tail
Baby I have a lot to say, lot to say, lot to say
Maybe just not today, not today, not today
Override the thoughts, discard the feelings
Close the app inside my mind whose job is to keep reeling
Just to find a reason everything feels scary and I’m barely there
I may not be your cup of tea
But will you sip me just to see?
I promise I’ll continue to grow stronger
Just let me steep, and walk away
Give me a moment or the day
If I’m not ready, give a little longer
Baby I have a lot to say, lot to say, lot to say
Maybe just not today, not today, not today
Override the thoughts, discard the feelings
Close the app inside my mind whose job is to keep reeling
Just to find a reason everything feels scary and I’m barely there
Baby I have a lot to say, lot to say, lot to say
Maybe just not today, not today, not today
(Baby I have a lot to say)
Baby I have a lot to say, lot to say, lot to say
Maybe just not today, not today, not today
(Maybe just not today)
(Baby I have a lot to say)
Override the thoughts, discard the feelings
Close the app inside my mind whose job is to keep reeling
Just to find a reason everything feels scary and I’m barely there
A reason everything feels scary and I’m barely there
And I’m barely there
Barely there
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9. |
Born
03:23
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I was born in a closet
And it took a little time for my eyes to adjust
I was born in a closet
Surrounded by clothes and shoes and dust
Down the hall, I saw other people leaving
And I wondered why I didn’t do the same
I stood up to open the door
But it was locked and I only had myself to blame
But what does it matter?
The closet’s safe and it’s quiet and there’s nothing to fear
So why should I leave?
Am I a skeleton? Oh maybe I belong in here
I imagined what it might be like
Living out on the other side
But for the life of me I just couldn’t visualize
Opening the door even though I tried
No one tells you that you might miss it
No one tells you you can’t get back in when you leave
No one tells you you’ll be locked out
No one tells you you might have to grieve
I was born in a closet
I was alone, no one knew where to find me
I was running out of air, but
I wasn’t sure that I wanted to be free
Because the closet was a comfort
It was my own little space
And yet I felt kind of lonely
And I was ready to show my face
No one tells you that you might miss it
No one tells you you can’t get back in when you leave
No one tells you you’ll be locked out
No one tells you you might have to grieve
The place where I made a little home is gone
And my secrets no longer belong to me
And there’s much to fear but it’s bright out here
And at least I can breathe because now I’m free
When you’re born in a closet
Well you can’t bring your clothes when you go
So you lose all your layers
That kept you safe and hidden, they all know
But you finally get to talk to the others
Instead of listening through the door
There’s so much fear, so much hatred
But of hope and love, there’s so much more
And it’s okay to wait for a while
Until the right people will greet you on the other side
When you’re used to dust moths and darkness
It’s okay to take your time
No one tells you that you might miss it
No one tells you you can’t get back in when you leave
No one tells you you’ll be locked out
No one tells you you might have to grieve
The place where I made a little home is gone
And my secrets no longer belong to me
And there’s much to fear but it’s bright out here
And at least I can breathe because now I’m free
The place where I made a little home is gone
And my secrets no longer belong to me
And there’s much to fear but it’s bright out here
And at least I can breathe because now I’m free
The place where I made a little home is gone
And my secrets no longer belong to me
And there’s much to fear but it’s bright out here
And at least I can breathe because now I’m free
Because now I’m free
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10. |
Good Kids Bad Kids
02:01
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Ink in their skin, hues in their hair
Rings in their noses, and you think they don’t care
Books in their hands, brains filled with words
Helmets on heads, now you think that they’re nerds
Some feel invincible, others invisible
Some typical, digital, cynical, criminal
Angry sad tired, betrayed and neglected
Happy, excited, respected, connected
What if most of the good kids were bad kids?
What if most of the bad kids were good?
If everyone could just switch roles for a day
Do you think that we would?
Look around in the classroom and who fills the desks?
People in boxes, not allowed to be complex
By their chairs, rolled up paper for cheating on tests
Or portfolio folders of art that’s their best
Instrument cases, lunch sacks, coffee mugs
Bags filled with pencils or makeup or drugs
Suppression of tears, exchanging of glances
A billion shared and unique circumstances
What if most of the good kids were bad kids?
What if most of the bad kids were good?
If everyone could just switch roles for a day
Do you think that we would?
Look around at a party and what do you see?
Smiling and dancing, plastic cups, glee
A kid in the corner who looks at their phone
Sister locked in her bedroom with earplugs, alone
Down in the basement, a game of blackjack
Upstairs in the bathroom a panic attack
And then there are those who don’t bother to try
For a party like that, they’re too smart, bored, or shy
Is it safe to be stupid?
Is it stupid to be safe?
Is it good to be a little bit bad?
Or is it cowardly to be brave?
What if most of the good kids were bad kids?
What if most of the bad kids were good?
If everyone could just switch roles for a day
Do you think that we would?
What if most of the good kids were bad kids?
What if most of the bad kids were good?
If everyone could just switch roles for a day
Do you think that we would?
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11. |
Operation Fix Me
02:12
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Sometimes I feel like my bones are so weak
Will you please take them out, and give them something to eat
And before you put them back, let them gain some energy and get some sleep
Sometimes I feel like my soul is fried
Please take it from my body, shake it off
Run it under water, and lay it out to dry
Let operation “fix me” be in motion
Let’s try listening to the feelings not the facts
I’ve got hunches, so show me some devotion
Gather up supplies, from leash to spoon to ax
Listen up, because my brain is always tired
Remove it, let it soak in a bowl of iced coffee, take it on a run, while you beg to know about the way it’s wired
Before you put it back, do me a favor
Scrape out the extra fuzziness inside my head
Clean out my skull the way you’d carve out a pumpkin
Remove the stress, the nervousness, and all the dread
Let operation “fix me” be in motion
Let’s try listening to the feelings not the facts
I’ve got hunches, so show me some devotion
Gather up supplies, from leash to spoon to ax
Sometimes I feel like my heart needs a break
Please take it from my body, give it love, get it back on its feet
Don't you see what's at stake?
Cut me open, clean my veins out
Fix me up and sew me back together
Please be careful, I’m so fragile
Scrub my bones, make me fit for bad weather
Let operation “fix me” be in motion
(Cut me open, clean my veins out)
Let’s try listening to the feelings not the facts
(Fix me up and sew me back together)
I’ve got hunches, so show me some devotion
(Please be careful, I’m so fragile)
Gather up supplies, from leash to spoon to ax
(Scrub my bones, make me fit for bad weather)
Let operation “fix me” be in motion
(Cut me open, clean my veins out)
Let’s try listening to the feelings not the facts
(Fix me up and sew me back together)
I’ve got hunches, so show me some devotion
(Please be careful, I’m so fragile)
Gather up supplies, from leash to spoon to ax
(Scrub my bones, make me fit for bad weather)
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12. |
List of Faces
01:56
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Have you forgotten 'bout the words we exchanged last December?
I wouldn’t blame you, 'cause I know I’ve blown them up inside my head
But to me they actually happened to mean a little something
Because in your eyes I thought I glimpsed what could’ve been ahead
But the vision always ends
Because I suck at making friends
Still you pass through my mind on occasion
And I hope that I will grow
Into someone who doesn’t have to just keep adding
To the list of faces she might like to get to know
This break has killed the momentum of our tiny budding friendship
But I’ve a feeling it was never even really there to start
Because I don’t put the work in; I never feed the flames
I miss the mark, 'cause I don’t throw a dart
So the vision always ends
Because I suck at making friends
Still you pass through my mind on occasion
And I hope that I will grow
Into someone who doesn’t have to just keep adding
To the list of faces she might like to get to know
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13. |
Homesick
02:21
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I like the thought of living life out of a suitcase
When I am traveling, I am home
But some days I think home is just about the people
And on those days I feel the most alone
Because one of my favorite places is my family
One of my favorite homes is my house
And I miss watching TV shows together
Now I watch them by myself as quiet as a mouse
Homesick, we use tricks like FaceTime
But I still miss your face
Homesick, no matter where I go, I’m
Sure you’ll always be my favorite place
I sense familiarity in strangers
I find myself in the unknown
But some days I think home is just about recognition
And on those days I feel the most alone
Because maybe I’ll find new people, grow new roots and
Maybe I’ll make a home away from home
Whoever said that you can only have one?
So many cities, people, ways to live and roam
Homesick, we use tricks like FaceTime
But I still miss your face
Homesick, no matter where I go, I’m
Sure you’ll always be my favorite place
Why is it that every time I think it’s getting easier
Sometimes it feels brand new again, it only makes me queasier?
Why should I be trusted with the choice of what to call my space?
How on earth do people ever find one steady place?
I like the thought of living life out of a suitcase
When I am traveling, I am home
But some days I think home is just about the people
And on those days I feel the most alone
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14. |
Carousel
01:52
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I wish I could find a way to break the spell
Find me someone I could compel
To show me the brakes on this carousel
I wish I could find a good story to tell
Prove that reality is a myth to dispel
Find me someone I could compel
To show me the brakes on this carousel
Give me something to repel the people who try to sell
The idea that life is ebony and eggshell. Show me the brakes on this carousel
Round and round and round and round
Round and round till we fly to the ground
Round and round and round and round
Round and round till we’re sick of the sound
Round and round and round we go
Round and round till we don’t even know
Round and round which way is up
Round and round in a spinning teacup
Round and round and round we go
Round and round till we don’t even know
Round and round which way is up
Round and round in a spinning teacup
Round and round I wish I could yell
Round and round to wish you well
Round and round I try to rebel
But I can’t find the brakes on this carousel
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15. |
Imaginary Friends
02:59
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Plum-colored nails on a hand
Wrapped around a soda can
Dark hair crop tops high-waisted jeans
Thick forest green round plastic glasses
Showing up in all my classes
Third grade, imaginary friend
Named Emerald, why does our time have to end?
It’s been nice having you around to talk to
Although I know I’ve built you in my head
Always hanging out on the ceiling
Stealing glances toward my eyes
When something’s funny, sad, or strange
Black hair, purple tights, black lips, purple eyes
Cynical, but a trusted ally
Fourth grade, imaginary friend
Named Cat, why does our time have to end?
It’s been nice having you around to talk to
Although I know I’ve built you in my head
Fairy wings of yarn and string
And you always wanna sing
Flying high, passing by, staying next to me
Bringing visitors, hundreds of tiny fairy children
And they always felt like kin, oh
Fifth grade, imaginary friend
Named Amy, why does our time have to end?
It’s been nice having you around to talk to
Although I know I’ve built you in my head
Huge stormy eyes, you always cry
But I understand. You try to cheer me up
And when we’re sad, I liked to hold your hand
Silver hair, always there, in the background
Still today, I could spot you in a crowd
Sixth grade, imaginary friend
Named Caspar, why does our time have to end?
It’s been nice having you around to talk to
Although I know I’ve built you in my head
When my imagination fails to keep convincing
Me of your existence, it’s time to start again
This era’s over and the next will take your place
If you’re lucky maybe I will write a story so our story doesn’t end
When I reach high school and there’s no more room for daydreams
I’ll keep you locked up in the corners of my brain
But when I need to process feelings make decisions
Maybe I will bring you out to play
Lifelong, imaginary friends
Maybe our time won’t have to end
It’s been nice having you around to talk to
And I’m proud that I have built you in my head
Lifelong, imaginary friends
Maybe our time won’t have to end
It’s been nice having you around to talk to
And I’m proud that I have built you in my head
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16. |
Castles
04:03
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I know that I shouldn’t care for you
I know I should push you from the nest and beg you to fly
But I am here for you, I know in my heart I won’t leave
I’ll bring you food and water, I’ll protect you from the slaughter
No conditions, no limits, not from me
They say that boats don’t belong in the harbor
But I’ve learned to sail in the sand
You know it’s just pretend, but I have built castles here
I know my way around, I’ve dug a moat to trap the fear
My castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, I’ve had sips
I can taste it, I can reach out, I can graze it
Just barely, I can feel it at my fingertips
I’ll tell you everything that’s going on
I’ll tell you about the world so you don’t have to face it
And despite your vague objections, let’s pretend that it’s protection
Lonely means safe, just embrace it
It’s conscious and scary, this battle, I’m very
Concerned that I might never win
Medication, meditation, all the steps that I’m takin’
Some days I don’t know where they’re leadin’
My castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, I’ve had sips
I can taste it, I can reach out, I can graze it
Just barely, I can feel it at my fingertips
Introverted quiet smart girl - you sat next to her in math
She gets her work done, faster than everyone
But it’s because she doesn’t chat
Her castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, she’s had sips
She can taste it, she can reach out, she can graze it
Just barely, she can feel it at her fingertips
He overthinks, and by the time he has something to say
The relevant topic is miles away
He cares too much about what other people think
And he is much better with paper and ink
When there’s time to revise and to think
Because even on his good days, he’s hesitant to speak
His castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, he’s had sips
He can taste it, he can reach out, he can graze it
Just barely, he can feel it at his fingertips
You’d love to exude lots of kindness and sunlight
But you just don’t have the energy, to always be bright
When it’s rare that you talk, then the things you do say
Must be perfect, must be worth it, must last you through the day
Your castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, you’ve had sips
You can taste it, you can reach out, you can graze it
Just barely, you can feel it at your fingertips
They may or may not show you a piece of their mind
But if you do see inside, you will probably find
They want to know if you’re nice out of respect or out of pity
They’ve got all of these thoughts in their mouth; they just don’t reach the air
Their castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, they’ve had sips
They can taste it, they can reach out, they can graze it
Just barely, they can feel it at their fingertips
And depending on the timing and the trust and the day
They may or may not want to give it away
But if you catch them at a good time, they might say
I don't like my default
Because my default isn't me
I don't like the way I am
It isn't who I want to be
I don't like my default
'Cause my default isn't me
I don't like the way I am
It isn't who I want to be
Our castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, we’ve had sips
We can taste it, we can reach out, we can graze it
Just barely, we can feel it at our fingertips
Our castles, they melt in the water
Nevertheless, we’ve had sips
We can taste it, we can reach out, we can graze it
Just barely, we can feel it at our fingertips
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17. |
Spinning
02:59
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Mother Earth, I can see that you have every right to resign
But I beg of you, miss, to consider giving us some more time
We’re tiny, we’re stubborn, we’re stupid
But we grow, we adapt, and we learn
When we’re all losing faith in ourselves and each other
Please don’t give up and let our world burn
Five years ahead in the future
Are things better or worse or the same?
Twenty years down the line
Do we like what we find?
If we don’t, who have we picked to blame?
Mother Nature, I’m sorry for all of the things we have done
We continue to kill all the things underneath our shared sun
But despite all the greed and the violence
There are those who refuse to stay silent
There are those who don’t see it, those who don’t know what to do
But there are also those who do their best to protect what’s left of you
Five years ahead in the future
Are things better or worse or the same?
Twenty years down the line
Do we like what we find?
If we don’t, who have we picked to blame?
Mother Earth, I can see that you have every right to stop spinning
You have felt all the chaos, and seen that there’s no one who’s winning
But I hope you peer closer and find a few smiles
I hope it’s contagious, and you stare for a while
Please look for the good things, to keep in your files
Let those be the things to inspire your miles
Five years ahead in the future
Are things better or worse or the same?
Twenty years down the line
Do we like what we find?
If we don’t, who have we picked to blame?
Five years ahead in the future
Are things better or worse or the same?
Twenty years down the line
Do we like what we find?
If we don’t, who have we picked to blame?
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18. |
Ingredients
04:39
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Get off of my phone, and out of my mind, and into the city
Get away from the mist, the poisoned self-doubt and self-pity
Take a moment each minute to process and self-analyze
Take a pill, take a break, take a look into somebody’s eyes
Over, over and over again I think that I’ve found the ingredients
Over, over and over again, I make a plan and I promise obedience
Circling spiraling changing my mind
I’ve been through it all one billion times
The recipes change with my tastebuds
I never stop cooking
So I scrap my diet and restart the grind
I’ll do it another one billion times
The answers keep changing, because
I never stop looking
Over, over and over again I think that I’ve found the ingredients
Over, over and over again, I make a plan and I promise obedience
Read a book watch a show just escape into something that’s new
Stay inside trust your fear of connection don’t fight with the glue
Stay surrounded by people who understand all that you’re feeling
Stay surrounded by opposites, study their ways and start stealing
Over, over and over again I think that I’ve found the ingredients
Over, over and over again, I make a plan and I promise obedience
Over and over and over again
I think I’ve found something but the dream always ends, oh
Over, over and over again I’ll think that I’ve found the ingredients
(Over, over and over again)
Over, over and over again, I’ll make a plan & I’ll promise obedience
(Over, over and over again)
Over, over and over again I’ll think that I’ve found the ingredients
(Over, over and over again)
Over, over and over again, I’ll make a plan & I’ll promise obedience
(Over, over and over again)
Over, over and over again I’ll think that I’ve found the ingredients
Over, over and over again, I’ll make a plan & I’ll promise obedience
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19. |
The Ladder Waltz
03:26
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Maybe I can’t go any higher
Sometimes I wish I wasn’t too young to retire
I see entire skies laid out in front of me
Why should I fly when I could simply flee?
I see options, I see things
I’d like to do if I had wings
I’d go so far, I’d dodge attacks
My wings are not made out of wax
So I’d graze the sun, no trace of fear
Why else would they have put me here?
If not to take my turn among the birds
I guess I don’t know the right words
To say that I would like to fly
But what is flying, what’s the sky?
Just what is it I’m hungry for
What’s behind the purple door
Is it joy, is it success?
Do I want chaos, or just rest
Because I feel like I want more
But I want to be okay with less
Maybe I can’t go any lower
I hope I never get too old to stop being a grower
I see the ground, and it just keeps moving down
Relentless change as growth occurs, my point of view, it moves around
And I see more, but everything feels far away
The sky is getting closer, with every rainy day
I’m stretching thin and reaching out
Conflicting instincts, laugh or pout
My roots are getting stronger as they stretch out far below
But they’re underground, I’m in the clouds, all I can say, is I don’t know
Why I would like to learn to fly
But what is flying, what’s the sky?
Is there a ladder meant for me
Where should I look, give me the key
Is it people, is it peace?
Do I need a snack, or an endless feast
Because I feel like I need something
Tell me, is it real, at least?
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