1. |
Dishes
04:43
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I'm not really livin'
I've been staying hidden
Promises I made, said I'd stay but then I didn't
I've been really trippin'
Take what I've been given
Complying on the side
I've been quiet and complicit
But now I'm getting back in it
I'm not really livin'
Used to have a vision
Used to have a purpose now I'm cursing my ambition
I was on a mission
Every word I'd written
Won't ever mean a thing if all my songs go unfinished
If all my songs go unfinished, oh
And maybe I got time, but plans can change, so that ain't no guarantee
At the least I gotta try to stake my claim, keep my integrity
I've got so much to do, before I'm through
So much to do, oh, before I'm through
I've got dreams that much is true, yeah
Gotta start livin', get up and do the dishes
(Get up and do the)
Gotta start livin', get up and do the dishes
(Get up and do the)
Gotta start livin'
Get my heart to skippin'
Resolved to be absolved of all this shit, that's my decision
Tired of the pigeon-hole
Limits always self imposed
I've been a piece of shit, waste of space, but I'll admit it though
Gotta start livin
Hard to be forgiven
Silent cystic thoughts keep me locked inside a prison
Hop to the rhythm
Stop when you get it
Put those memories in a box, tie a knot with a ribbon
Time might be on my side, but we'll have to wait and see, no no no
At the least I gotta try to stake my claim, to keep my integrity
I've got so much to do, before I'm through
So much to do before I'm through
I've got dreams, that much is true
Yeah
Gotta start living, get up and do the dishes
(Get up and do the)
Gotta start living, get up and do the dishes
(Get up and do the)
Gotta start living, get up and do the dishes
(Get up and do the)
Gotta start living, get up and do the dishes
(Get up and do the)
Gotta start living, gotta start living, before I'm through
Gotta start living, gotta start living, so much left to do
Gotta start living, got to start living
Gotta start, gotta start living, yeah, oh
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2. |
Watercolor Parade
03:45
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Watercolor parade
Dripping down on the page
Keep it between the lines
Streaks of trees left behind
Promised I'll be with you tonight
On the way I'll breathe in the sight
The ticker tape arrives in my brain
As I pass by,
and everybody's singing
(Doo-doo doo doo
Doo doo Doo dah doo dah)
Oh, watercolor surprise
Pupils deep in your eyes
Tell me all of your stories
When you're staring towards me
Magic motion meets with malaise
Couldn't find my way through the haze
The winter can keep me secluded,
Undercover for days
The line is moving again
(Doo-doo doo doo
Doo doo Doo dah doo dah)
I'll be coming over tonight
Traffic starts to fill up with light
I'm finding myself in a line where everybody's alright
Oh
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3. |
Taured, pt. I
06:24
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4. |
Taured, pt. II
05:11
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Keep grooving hot
Elbow grease on the spot
Finish up your food whether you like it or not
I don't like your tone
Guess I'll just head home
Play my guitar and smoke a couple of bones
I see lights out on the sea
Orange, blue, yellow, green
All my thoughts, they slip away
I'm new in town
Can you show me around
I feel I lost my mind, please, do you have the time?
Clock says half past three
Don't sound right to me
Take a look at your face and your clock-hands aren't straight
Sailor, what is your fee?
Two cents under your knee
But for you I will say, no need to pay
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5. |
Better Days
04:39
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On the road that we've taken
Many times before
So far away for you
I'm beat down and I'm naked
I got debts to pay
I won't die where I lay
Grab some whiskey and your favorite wine
Don't worry about me I'll be fine
We've seen better days and brighter rays
We climb up this hill all the time
Picture-lamp full of clover
Leaving half to wait
Color my dismay
Ankles held up for plunder
Nothing else to do
Tell me what is the use
Tempered space or forgotten grace
Best not to toe that line
The lesser known become outgrown
Discarded for the shine
Keep on driving to the sunset
Keep your engine running
Better days are coming, the better days
Keep on driving to the sunset
Keep your engine running
Better days are coming, the better days
Keep on driving to the sunset
Keep your engine running
Better days are coming, the better days
Keep on driving to the sunset
Keep your engine running
Better days are coming, the better days
Keep on driving to the sunset
Ah, Ah
Keep on driving to the sunset
Ah, Ah
On the road that we've taken
Many times before
So far away for you
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Jake Fava: vocals, percussion, bass
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Tyler Wood: guitars
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