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Wonderland
02:58
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On the blue line Carrie and I took a day trip out
To Wonderland
Buried our bike wheels in the sand
Went through the tunnel of love and saw the opening band
There's nothing strange about your fear
She said and she laughed
I just had a bad year and I looked in the mirror
Only to find that no time had passed
Everything changed and I was alone on the train
Back from Wonderland
Going over and over in my head
Two separate points I could not connect
There's nothing here that you'll miss
I promise you that
I said I didn't agree and I hoped we could be
A standing appointment and a place in your mind
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2. |
Strange Rehab
02:31
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Look up and there you are
Miss Lucky-On-A-Star
Like happiness was hard
So pack up the place you're in
The things you want to fit
The hope I had has gone away
Hey, hey, hey
I would love to love you
On some trip, miles above you
Always got to bring me down just to get you high
And leave you out to play
In the rain on a sunny day
Lucky just to get it on
Lucky just to be there at all, ah ha ha
Anyway
Just a feeling without feeling
A heartache without pain
A hope that you would drift away
Down some happy drain
And now it's time to let you know
How I love just to watch you go
I love just to watch you turn away
Hey, hey, hey
I would love to love you
On some trip, miles above you
Always got to bring you down just to get you high
And leave you out to play
In the shade on a happy day
Always got to get it on
Lucky just to be there at all, ah ha ha
Anyway
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3. |
I Want To Be Alone
02:54
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I'm leaving
Tomorrow comes and I am soon to be gone
On to somewhere
Or nowhere
I have nothing left to let go
It all falls away now
The feeling's gone
Remember what you had all along
All the lows and the highs will overwhelm you in time
And follow you wherever you go
'Cause I
I want to be alone
Oh I want to be alone
I'm leaving
It's 9 o'clock and the ferry's here to take you away
On to somewhere
Or nowhere
It always kind of feels the same
When you go away, now
The feeling's strong
Remember what you had all along
All the lows and the highs will blur together in time
Follow you wherever you go
'Cause I
I want to be alone
Oh I want to be alone
Yes I want to be alone
I want to be alone
'Cause I
I want to be alone
Oh I want to be alone
Yes I want to be alone
I want to be alone
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Now holidays are here again
I sleep all day
God knows I can
And count the hours til New Year's end
'Cause these days are ever-blue
Some day will get to you
And creep into your bones like an April dew
I see you walking in the light
Bright sunny days
Dark fucked up nights
I hope your dreams treat you alright
And I keep a good attitude
Waste ink on a letter or two
There's something in the box licking at the fuse
And I had to know
I had to know, oh
I had to get it wrong
I had to know
I had to know, oh
I had to get it wrong
And in your car with the headlights on
Leaving town
Now each day just goes on longer
Do I belong there
Now in the third year of the war
Some play for keeps
Time keeps the score
A man in uniform holds the door
He keeps a charming attitude
Walks arm in arm with you
A disarming man of means who means to score
And I had to know
I had to know, oh
I had to get it wrong
I had to know
I had to know, oh
I had to do you wrong
And in your dreams you do no harm
Driving off
Now each day just goes on longer
Do I belong there
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5. |
Dream Anything
03:14
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Dream anything
Life is just a plot in your head
Could be anything
Making up the time while you can
And seeing everything
But when will I see you again
All the way from the top til the end
Of this dream
So dream anything
Life is just a long slow reveal
Could be anything
Make it up any way that you feel
And seeing everything
Find the thing that was real
I go out of my way
But there's nothing to conceal
From this dream
And all you do is ball up your hands into fists
What you wouldn't give for a bullet-pointed list
Of all the things wrong that you did
I have nothing to say, so just pinch me awake
Like a dream
Dream anything
A glass on the table starts to tip
Could be anything
Hoping for a second you could keep
It floating anyway with the force of your will
But it falls all the way, now you're stuck with the bill
In this dream
And all you do is leave your reply at the bell
Sit in your own free associative hell
Pointing all the blame at yourself
But I just called to say
Man, you're doing so well
I can tell
Dream anything
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6. |
Magnet
03:01
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Something sturdy must have broke in me then
When you picked up your glass
And threw it at the fridge
There's no mercy in knowing how it ends
Now you're running around
Picking up your friend
Like a magnet, you give in
California was bigger than I thought
Splitting my lungs
I couldn't fill it up
So I ran through the hills like a flood
Tore through the meadows
Gave in to the tug
Like a magnet, I give up
Now the sun lights the lake like an upside-down grin
Like a film you don't want to be in
So don't call me, I know how it is
The plans that you had
You never did
Just a dream that you thought you could kill
Now you're just as tethered
As a heartbeat to a thrill
Like a magnet, keeps you still
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