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Indian Summer
03:57
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As soon as I saw the garden
That’s when I started to fall apart
I’m not speaking in metaphors this time
The doctor read my charts
For once in my life
Something was really wrong
And I just ignored it
From a certain perspective
You could argue that
I was asking for it
Maybe an Indian Summer
Maybe an Indian Summer can change this luck
Maybe an Indian Summer
Can excavate me from where I’ve gotten stuck
You left without warning
It started pouring the next day
Guess the timing was fitting
Entropy keeps on winning
In every way
Thought to myself, “Man, just give up
You’ll never live up to anything”
But if I leave I might miss it
Maybe we can still fix it
Let’s see what autumn brings
Maybe an Indian Summer
Maybe an Indian Summer will change your mind
Maybe an Indian Summer
Will remind you of what you left behind
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2. |
Shared Trauma
04:23
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When you told me you
Were fine I knew
Could not be true
All things considered
I know you’re strong
But it still felt wrong
I felt the bonds
Begin to sever
You detached yourself
Sure you thought it’d help
But does losing me
Really bring freedom
I can’t help but think
As the days turn to weeks
You’ll start to see
I’m not your burden
I just represent the thing you’re running from
I put a face to all your pain
Believe me, I do understand it
If roles were switched, might feel the same
The summer heat
Carries deceit
I saw it creep
Into your bloodstream
Made your view
Veer askew
In attempt to do
That mythic “right thing”
But the final trick
Is easy to miss
Flick of the wrist
And it’s convinced you
What you thought was right
Barely lasts the night
But you’ve broken my heart
When you never meant to
Closing your eyes is no solution
Ignoring me can’t take it back
I won’t continue my intrusions
But I’d crawl back to you if you ask
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A tattoo as a ring
It’s his song that you sing
Did everyone know but me
When you’re back in his arms
Does he keep you from harm
Do you feel like you’re free
I wish you knew better
Than to keep running back
You’ll someday know better
I can promise you that
Been three months and some days
And I still feel the same
When’s it start to get better
Wish you’d talk on the phone
Should I leave you alone
Should I write you a letter
I should’ve known better
Such a rookie mistake
Now I know better
Too little too late
If you’re hearing this song
Doesn’t matter how long
I’ll be patiently waiting
And if judgment day comes
Swallowed up by the sun
I’ll think of you as I’m fading
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4. |
A Painting of Birds
05:16
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Driving home I saw an old man in a wheelchair with no legs
Made me feel so ashamed for spending days in bed
But then again it’s possible that that’s how I end
Maybe you were the only thing between me and him
Either way, it gave perspective, there are worse fates by far
Though that doesn’t bring me comfort when I break down in my car
Or well up at the sight of a couple holding hands
Guess that makes me fragile, but after all, I’m just a man
Plus, I finally saw a doctor about that shaking in my hands
Won’t know for a few weeks but she seems to think it’s bad
If I were really sick, would you realize your mistake
Take it back and try to fix it before it’s too late
I don’t think that’s how it works, but it’s a comforting thought
For every new thing that I lose, I get back something that I lost
I can’t help but entertain it, otherwise I’ll fall apart
Like a reminder that I’m human will trigger something in your heart
Soon enough all the what-ifs always lead to crying
I could really use you now, you were always great with silver linings
Even as the one who hurt me, you’re the one I wanna tell
Like the you that kicked me out is just really someone else
In a way, maybe she is, maybe she really changed
But I really just can’t see it, the idea sounds so insane
How could I suddenly become a non-person in your eyes
And what you said was a few weeks might as well be overnight
I know stranger things have happened, people do it every day
But that never seemed like us, always felt so far away
Anyway, I’ve talked too long, maybe this song was a mistake
One more checkmark on the list of bad choices that I make
But I had to say my peace, force catharsis in a rhyme
It’d be great if you could call, if you ever get the time
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5. |
You and Your Kid
03:13
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You and your kid, you mean a lot to me
Taught me some things about what it means to be a family
The three of us stacked up in your bed on a Saturday
Legs tangled up down by the bottom where the dog would lay
Staying in bed until he dragged us out
Telling us all about tornadoes and funnel clouds
Loved how you always acted interested
No matter how may times he said it
The warmth you showed when you didn’t have to
All the kindness and the laughter
Made it impossible not to love you
Makes this impossible
You asked if I wanted to meet him
Because you told me this was serious
Met you at the children’s museum
Held hands and watched him look at all the stuff
Remember when I asked if I could stay at your apartment
Didn’t wanna overstep my boundaries, be inappropriate
You laughed and said “of course” then smiled
Told me you planned to keep me around awhile
The first time he told me that he loved me
I looked at you and you were glowing
Made it impossible not to love him
Makes this impossible
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6. |
Sure Thing
04:31
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Been feeling sick these last few days
Can’t still my mind, my hands just shake
Even though I know exactly why they do
Can’t help but think that it’s my body purging you
Learned that there’s no such thing as sure things
All hearts revert to what they were
You said that we were such a sure thing
You regret it now I’m sure
You lost the power to relate
My body broke under the weight
No plays on words and no dramatic imagery
Just wish you cared about what’s happening to me
And yet my love is still a sure thing
Whatever cost it might incur
They say recovery’s a sure thing
Yeah, I’ll feel better soon I’m sure
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7. |
Dave and Gail
07:42
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