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Fast Friends
02:56
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It’s always the ones that spill their hearts when you first meet ’em
Get your digits and promise they’ll keep in touch
Keep the clock running, tell you, “You’re so funny”
kindred spirit, I’ve never found somebody with that
Instant bond, wet concrete stepped upon
The friendliest words in your lexicon
Mixed with a hex upon them
There’s such a thing as too much, too soon
A rolling wave drawn up toward the moon
Getting ahead of the choral tune And you’re pulled along
What a way to start playing a different song
This one’s on my level, the one I’ve waited upon
It’s rare to orbit a star and see it shine so strong
It’s like we were separated at birth, how does that work
That we both get annoyed by the same little quirk
Man, you get me – so rare to bond so directly
Friendship based on no regrets
No secrets, I know we just met but your charm has an effect on me
So many friendships are pretext for feeling friends’ hips
But I’m feeling ecstasy without the sex and it’s electric
We’re so starved for connection, when it’s direct it’s like, Oh Yes
I remember how I’m meant to feel blessed by reflections
Of people that ain’t playing hard to get
Of course it’s exciting living life on a tightwire
Overwhelmed so we fight fire with fire
Bared souls are terrible homes when you need closure
The energy that makes him attractive makes him grow colder
I stake too much on the first take – good impressions fade
When they say, “you know, I wish I could come, but
Today’s my great aunt’s cousin’s sixtieth birthday”
And the only time they make an effort is when it’s already a day late
I can’t play games, Better to call on the same names
That were there for me when the rain came and just pummeled my spirit
The ones that I really feel comfortable with
The ones Who saw me through my most humbling dips
Who are more than a little pissed that I took them for granted
All the moments I’ve missed now hit me like an acme hammer
It’ll take a lot of time to build these bridges up again
So let’s begin, no more getting swept up in spin
Dig roots deeper ‘til we drink from the same well
Live, work, and play well together
Friendship can’t be flashy and last long
You’ll suffocate with that mask on
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Sister
03:17
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You're so proud, always one to talk loud
Not afraid to run your mouth or put your foot down
Gun it up the highway back to before you made Dad back down
Hold your head high, stone eyes, never cast down
You two, cut from the same cloth but can't re-stitch it
He's wishin' you miss him but it's none of my business
A wry vision of harmony I picture
Both of you digging in heels, neither will give in
And if this is where your worlds solidify
A bit of my mind will still live in the wintertime
When him and I and you would all go up to Winterlude
It's hard to separate his narrative from my inner truth
And you've been on the march cutting Medusa heads
Guarded heart, how useful the ruthlessness
He taught us we could be anything, but on his terms
I snaked through, you refused the bitter elixir
I was taught to absorb much
I was taught self-control, hush
Little sister too strong to budge
Gave me the right kind of nudge
And Dad's still trying to fix ya
Salty advice from a drifter
I thought I could move between sister and father figure
But I made the rift bigger, broke trust, forgive me
Wanted to be Hermes but winged shoes don't suit me
It was my Achilles' heel and left me bruised
Better to lose some of his approval than all of your trust
I followed my gut, cut ties after I hung up
After a week or two I was back speaking to him
The energy shifted, no longer willing to carry out his wishes
So thankful I was able to create a little distance
You know, family business
Obedient 'til I grew up and stopped needing him
Pulled away the curtain and saw why you felt the need to split
I'm so proud of you taking up a new pursuit
You do you, we're all out here trying to carve a different route
I was taught to absorb much
I was taught self-control, hush
Little sister too strong to budge
Gave me the right kind of nudge
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Sweet Meteor of Death
04:03
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I’m so tired of trying to get ahead
Give me that sweet meteor of death
I’m so tired of living on the edge
Give me that sweet meteor of death
I don’t know how I built up this vision of paradise
I never ventured past the veneer
It’s the best foot forward and we want to buy in
We’re all complicit broadcasting to all of our friends
Face value is laced with how you get the angle right
Paint away the faintest lines that may betray the cracks
But it still rips raw when you relax your frontal lobe
Comatose, you know you’re open to attack from
Two-faced jugglers, too late to play nice with one another
We gotta overpromise, smile a lot and hope the bomb hits
When you’re not there to clean up the mess for y’all’s kids
The apocalypse will see us sitting on our asses
Refreshing the page, saying, “This too shall pass”
In the aftermath we’ll discover we’re really bad at math
Too reliant on gadgets, we can’t even cook pasta fast
I’m so tired of trying to get ahead
Give me that sweet meteor of death
I’m so tired of living on the edge
Give me that sweet meteor of death
Concrete is nothing to pre-cambrian rock
We came and we saw, made a lot of money and raised the alarm
The fate of the farm wasted away and our cities are gone
To dust with this vein of quartz still scraping along
Geological timescales are great for nihilists
Nothing matters in the end ‘cause forward motion’s tireless
Why is it worth trying to focus on the finer points
Why resist when we know the sun’ll fry us all to bits?
Night and day, sunshine and rain, predator/prey
There’s always two sides to a story if you’re willing to change
We may have granite cliffs standing here since time began
Even they will find water and wind wearing them down to sand
How easy, then, for pavement made by human hands
To be fractured by a tiny weed willing to take a stand?
How impermanent borders are, how hollow bureaucracy
How paper-thin the laws, policy, locks, and keys
I’m so tired of trying to get ahead
Give me that sweet meteor of death
I’m so tired of living on the edge
Give me that sweet meteor of death
It’s a slow burn, when will the folks learn?
This planet will leave most of us roasted post-turn
Of the century, I can’t envision 2100
When there’s enemy thunder coming for any of us – no sir
Which fire will be the one to end the economy?
When we’re all gone the borders will turn to botany
If a tree falls in the forest it’ll be free to die
No more fussing over the meaning of life
I’m so tired of trying to get ahead
Give me that sweet meteor of death
I’m so tired of living on the edge
Give me that sweet meteor of death
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