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The Squall
03:27
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We are the shoreline
We aren’t ready
We’ll be swept back from the coast
This time is different
This time we all will die
Flooded, drowned, or burnt to toast
My favorite storm is the squall
Now rage and fury are beautiful
This is hopeful paranoia
This is a busted barricade
We hope our tears will form a wave
And it would be a goddamn miracle
If we were trapped inside for days
And we came out the world had changed
I’d be a freak if I tried
And bared my soul to the falling sky
None of this is real
You’ll never get your way
Our wills are no match for the fates
None of this is real
You’ll never get your way
Our wills are no match for the fates
I take my eyes off yours
Outside the window, winks the eye of the storm
None of this is real
You’ll never get your way
Our wills are no match for the fates
None of this is real
You’ll never get your way
Our wills are no match for the fates
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2. |
Harder Times
05:41
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I can prove you’ll be alright, that things are things
That our souls remain the same
We wipe our eyes, and wipe our memories clean
No we didn’t mean to change
Stood behind the bleeding sun, at the funeral scene
Turned shovels upside down
Tossed words that don’t mean anything
But we need that sound, ‘cause
Harder times will break us
Darker days will fall
Can’t predict the weather
Do expect my call
I'm just checkin' in
Saw you sitting outside in the cold green light, as the wind picked up
The trees began to dance
Their favorite song is the thunderclap
And we need that rain, to
Wash away our pain
Wash away our pain
Been there and I understand the mess of the next few steps
Put a friendship on the line
I’ll help you pick the last few pieces up
We’ll make record time ‘cause
Harder times will break us
Darker days will fall
Can’t predict the weather
Do expect my call
Harder times will break us
Darker days will fall
Can’t predict the weather
Do expect my call
I'm just checkin in
Just checkin' in
Just checkin' in
Just checkin' in
Just checkin' in
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3. |
Stop Drop & Roll
04:40
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I think about your smile
About the glow in your eyes
How I could make you laugh
How I could make you cry
I see a great divide
I feel like I could die
But I’ll come back to life
Come back to just another Sunday Night at Wonderland
Tell yourself the wounds don’t show
Tell yourself she’ll never know
Keep your cool, lay down low,
Stop, drop, and roll
It could’ve been for life
The thought it kills you inside
Now that it didn’t work out
Just have a drink and settle down
You reached a great divide
You’ll cross it when you die
You ask yourself, is this real life?
Or is this just another Sunday night at Wonderland
Tell yourself the wounds don’t show
Tell yourself she’ll never know
Keep your cool, lay down low,
Stop, drop, and roll
Tell yourself the wounds don’t show
Tell yourself she’ll never know
Keep your cool, lay down low,
Stop, drop, and roll
Oh, you’ve got me kickin’ up dirt
In the wake of a roadrunner, can’t keep pace
I’m gettin’ vertigo babe, you’re a hell of a girl to upstage
You can still save face
Oh it’s a kick in the face
But one we all have to take
Can’t we be normal again?
Why can’t we all be friends?
You see that great divide
We’ll cross it when we die
For now we’re still alive
Alive for just another Sunday night at Wonderland
Tell yourself the wounds don’t show
Tell yourself she’ll never know
Keep your cool, lay down low,
Stop, drop, and roll
Tell yourself the wounds don’t show
Tell yourself she’ll never know
Keep your cool, lay down low,
Stop, drop, and roll
Keep your cool, lay down low,
Stop, drop, and roll
Keep your cool, lay down low,
Stop, drop, and roll
Keep your cool, lay down low,
Stop, drop, and roll
Keep your cool, lay down low,
Stop, drop, and roll
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4. |
Chasing Ghosts
03:54
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Hometown you broke my heart
You say you knew me well
You talked behind my back
Well you’re a quaint suburban hell
You’ve shown me no respect
You’ve tortured me and my friends till we fled straight west
Where your condescending hands won’t ever reach this far
You’ve turned my father’s father’s hardware store into some crazy Irish Bar
And here I stand your most ungrateful son
Hometown I hate you back!
You’re not the one
Hometown you held me back!
Swear I’m still fun
On the Jersey Turnpike south to Washington
In the darkest bar on the edge of town
That’s where we meet to plan our rounds, now
Have you noticed I’ve been chasing ghosts?
So don’t you wait for me alone
We’re the shadiest bunch, gathered round a dark black box
I pick the lock and the rain pours out, now
Have you noticed I’ve been chasing ghosts?
So don’t you wait for me alone
Before I meet ‘em they’re a purple shade
I let ‘em go when they’re safely grey, now
Have you noticed I’ve been chasing ghosts?
So don’t you wait for me alone
I fought the ghost of rock n’ roll
He swept my feet, I fell to the floor
I scrambled up in time to sing
Would you just lay me to rest? That’s all I need.
Have you noticed I’ve been chasing ghosts?
So don’t you wait for me alone
So don’t you wait for me alone
So don’t you wait for me alone
So don’t you wait for me alone
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5. |
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Dim down the lights now
Is this really me?
Blow out the candles
Is this really me?
Downstream from the night brigade I melt out of the pouring rain
Snafus surrounding
Is this really me?
Familiar surroundings
Is this really me?
How come every love of mine's just several weeks of borrowed time
You’ve got to be kidding me
If I had a dime for every love or lost affection I’d be rich and lonely
There are holes in your stories you just can’ be believed
You act cold you act distant, and history repeats
Every pointless confrontation
Every pause, excuse or explanation
If I had a dime for every time I drove you crazy I’d be rich and lonely
Crimson and clover I still believe
The worst is over, I still believe
Every time I run she flips the switch and light comes crashing in
You’ve got to be kidding me
If I had a dime for every time you proved me wrong
Well I’d be rich and lonely
Well I’d be rich and lonely
If I had a dime for every time you proved me wrong
Well I’d be rich and lonely
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6. |
Escalator Romance
05:02
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I was flying down the stairs was
in a rush to nowhere new
She was gliding like an angel
up the stairs just passing threw
Well I think it’s getting warm in here
I was lonely, I was lucky,
when I stopped to say hello
I fell backwards up the stairs well,
I fell straight into her arms
Well I think it’s getting warm in here
Well I think it’s getting warm in here
This is my escalator romance
This is how I met someone new
Why would you take the stairs
When we can travel up in pairs, well
That’s how I fell in love with you
That’s how I fell in love with you
All these places, can’t remember
All these faces, can’t recall
I remember when I met you
Platforms moving, got your number
Well I think it’s getting warm in here
Well I think it’s getting warm in here
This is my escalator romance
This is how I met someone new
Why would you take the stairs
When we can travel up in pairs, well
That’s how I fell in love with you
That’s how I fell in love with you
I see lovers floating upwards
Face each other, holding on
Wonder how they met each other
It’s none of my business, it’s none of my business
Well I think it’s getting warm in here
Well I think it’s getting warm in here
This is my escalator romance
This is how I met someone new
Why would you take the stairs
When we can travel up in pairs, well
That’s how I fell in love with you
That’s how I fell in love with you
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