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Ceiling Beam
03:54
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Late at night the garden hums
There's a moth inside the light
Feel the shiver on your tongue
Distant, misty stars are bright
Late at night the garden hums
Distant, misty stars are bright
I can't fight it, I can't fight it, no
And look up at the ceiling beam
All those words will wash out clean
Can you feel your hands grow numb?
Hear the ants run underfoot
I cannot breathe, I cannot breathe
Suck yourself up to the glass
Can you feel the warmth at last?
I can't fight it, I can't fight it, no
And look up at the ceiling beam
All those words will wash out clean
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Our Love Was Honest
01:58
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Remember when we bought this house?
It seemed like such a victory
The rattles never creeped us out, no…
I watched you fumble through the door
That night our love was honest
You'd never looked at me before
You wanted me, you wanted me.
What was that one you used to tell?
About that night that you threw up
We'd both been drinking till we dropped –
We had a wet December.
I went upstairs to my first fuck
The wood was creaking underfoot
You were so beautiful that night,
But he wanted me, he wanted me.
I used to dream one day you'd call
And ask if I'd come round again,
Just like you did when we were small,
But now you're blaming me for this –
I made it home amid my fears
You knew my bed was empty
(You left me here to die alone)
You told me things to dry my tears
(It's time our love was honest)
That night our love was honest,
(Your heart is breaking open, but)
But you wanted me, you wanted me…
(You wanted me, you wanted me…)
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Fight or Flight
03:42
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You lie awake, the city sleeps
You are a long way from here
Your head is full of city streets
You're gonna make it out of here.
That night, that night
Our hearts were restless
Your eyes, your eyes
Were full of city lights –
Fight or flight.
The city floods the night you leave
I remember freckled knees
You've got your heart set on city streets,
And now you've made it out.
I could've asked you not to leave, but…
That night, that night
Our hearts were restless
Your eyes, your eyes
Were full of city lights –
Fight or flight.
And years from now, we both will feel a pull
From something we used to know.
And years from now, we will start thinking back
To how we used to feel –
We will remember sleepless nights
And then I'll see you again.
You will be old but just as pretty
You will have lost all your dreams, and you…
You will not be the only one
I will be old and still not pretty
But I'll be happy and I…
I will see you again.
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