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We're Wired to Forget
02:57
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It's all gone.
No recollection of your brow thickness
or line impressions on the front of your palms.
And the tone of your voice,
once so soft but distinct, blends with the others
to make one sound.
If it makes you feel any better, it's humbling to me
the way our minds develop - the wiser we are, the more we forget.
It's the way we're wired - to forget.
We're wired to forget.
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Musical Chairs
03:31
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Nineteen years of selfish living, I've done nothing.
So what have I been doing with all this time?
Sitting in a circle, and the music has stopped.
Why won't it start?
Let go, you could live right now.
Oh no! It's coming again,
Ya can't stop shit when it's rollin downhill.
So make room for spoiled thoughts,
they've been sitting around and my head hurts too much.
And I've lost all sense of what matters in this place.
And I've lost half of myself.
A little bit longer,
I'll see you in the winter.
Wait for the birds to leave.
I'll see you soon.
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Rotary Breathing
01:45
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Choked by the tide, no matter how fully expected
Interpreted the signs, but it still got you from behind
Didn't say a word as you let the current work against your body
Pulled you out farther than anything
I just don't think I can understand
how people just replace each other
So I don't think that I'm gonna try,
and maybe I'll be alright
I'm not the only one who values people,
but I wish I valued time.
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Driveway
02:01
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Five hundred pictures of the same sunset,
now it has lost all its meaning.
What kind of person am I if I can't capture the color of the sky?
Well, I don't know. I guess I'll leave home,
and cover up my path with the leaves
so that I won't find my way back,
because I'm supposed to want that.
I haven't been around.
Just tucked away upstate.
But I really miss you stopping by my driveway late at night.
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5. |
Wash Up Again
04:00
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I guess I've never been one to think ahead
I've been caught in a web of my own apathy
And there's a million ways to make it out alive
But I haven't tried
Because it's never easy cutting the string of your own kite
Show me how
Watch me float in the wind
Just to fall into the ocean and wash up again
You won't see me anymore
Although you can't be too far
I'll know you're there
I'll always know
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Board Games Boston, Massachusetts
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