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back and forth
02:19
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i've been back and forth my whole life it seems
this train station once felt like a home to me
watch the platform as i step into the rain
as my thoughts drag like a train
casting guilt out of the conversation on how to remain present
and the silence of this town strikes me as pleasant
i've been afraid of what it means to not live in fear
like a deeper grave i've dug with each passing year
it's not easy to escape from anguish
and to look out for yourself feels selfish
yet you know now not to bite any more than you can chew
ultimately it's up to you
i remember learning to let go
of investment in what i cant help grow
now i know where i stand, i have found a place to land
and there is a wheel now gripped firmly in my hand
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nothing but fiction
03:33
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explain who i am, how to interact with you
authenticity, your unshakable truth
i've taken note of what causes your reality to quake
the way bodies touch, that firm handshake
an embrace, misplaced
it's nothing but fiction on which this policy is based
now the words sound absurd
torn apart over again in my mind forever blurred
where does responsibility belong?
you are so thoroughly wrong
the level of intimacy which you'll approve
authenticity, something to prove
i'm taking note of the behaviors to avoid
to at least recognize, if not leave behind, completely destroyed
adjectives placed along
side the gender with which we are taught that should belong
now the words sound absurd
torn apart over again in my mind forever blurred
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pennsylvania
03:33
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tent dripping with dew
i have missed all of you
waking up to an overbearing sun
this feeling in my chest, it weighs a ton
in the patterns formed by the stars
i saw through my self-guarded bars
in the way the moon became dawn
it was clearly time to move on
i don't know where i'm trying to go
but it's worth the ride i suppose
pennsylvania, skies that glow
in the mountains that i know
and the people in new jersey
always restless like me, in a hurry
through the years i will roam
always in the direction of home
with or without any clue
what direction that is, what am i to do
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the shaking sound
02:05
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the look on faces proclaiming my it sure has been some time
and the challenges in reading all the words between the lines
the letters you didn't write, hung up on each uncertainty
filtered out of relevance in the depths of your memory
remind yourself it's okay to take a risk here and there
to dabble in the things you normally wouldn't dare
within the places from which you've run
nothing haunts like what you could've done
the shaking sound of voices re-familiarizing
each with the other, steadily reviving
a comfort with the nuances expressed in each exchange
afraid because after all we know that people change
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another summer
03:52
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there is nothing left to do but to lay your head down
we fought hard to keep the evening alive, in an effort not to drown
a pleasure as always to walk by your side
no telling when or if our paths will one day again collide
it's not so bitter, it's mostly sweet
another summer's lonely heat
i know that you feel the weight of this world sting
anxiety, unregulated fear of what the future may bring
through each layer of silence it's clear some things you get
like how on days like these the sun comes out just in time to set
i know your heart, i know that it will change
next time i run into you all i thought i knew inside may appear rearranged
that's just the nature of timing and our bad luck with it
oh the motivation we find following each time we quit
a novel half read and a notebook, six cups of coffee ago
i stumbled into this diner, settled right here by the window
everything hard set my head in a spin, now i'm waiting for the sun to rise
over miles of rooftops filling up the fringe of south philadelphia's sky
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the world outside
04:24
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looking forward to that moment of peace
away from myself, away from everyone
looking forward to that moment that disappears
as soon as it rose up off the horizon
i need to get the world outside, outside of my head
i need to get the world outside, outside of here
go to work everyday, it is a silent war
and i have enemies i will never meet
far away from considering retreat
far away from admitting defeat
the same conclusion
when each day is done
life can look better when you turn away
life can look better on the run
and i don't know just what i am doing here
times like these i resent anyone that claims to know
thinking of those with whom i would rather be
makes my heart just overflow
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collision
03:22
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your mind awake, your eyes fully engaged
with the touch of a brush to a page
when you grab the attention of the part of you that matters
you can feel the fear and dread that shatters
there is no secret path to success that you can follow
the words of the police man and therapist ring hollow
because no one can tell you just to take some time
and we all lead a life of crime
hung up on each decision
and each idea tossed around
put your mind down this once
pick your heart up off the ground
i saw that look on your face, a moment unlike the rest
one half contented for once, the other terrified and stressed
at the notion that for once you may have gotten something right
but these stars shine over this ocean each and every night
possessed by their grip on our waking state
in our dreams we can just barely lift a portion of that weight
anyway they disappear upon the daily collision
between reality and what we can envision
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Cottontail Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Luke Romano - guitar, vocals
Members included at different times: Other Luke, Pat, Alex, Nina, Gina, Other Pat, and Liz.
melodic punk / sentimental anarchist pop
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