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Favorite Friend
03:57
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Oh, favorite friend
where have you gone to, where have you been this past year?
I can't see anyone but me.
And this don't feel like home, even when we do the things we used to
I want to be alive, to feel the things we felt when you were mine
Sometimes we'd just lie together,
now it's just a lie we tell each other
I asked you yesterday, what it was that made you old
you said all the missed calls and unfortunate things we spitefully spat at each other's ears
the pain we unknowingly dealt with our words
I asked was there hope, could we try and move on?
You said you didn't know if you could but that,
This didn't feel like home, no this doesn't feel like home
Oh, favorite friend, our story is over and now at the end
I can't see what I ever saw.
And this don't feel like home, no this don't feel like home
Oh, favorite friend, where have you gone to, where have you been my whole life?
I can't know, the way our story goes, but I'm sure that it might feel like home, yeah it might feel like home.
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Waiting
04:46
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Looking at the sleepless stars and wondering when you'll make it back
taking off into the night while me and sis were sleeping, thought we wouldn't understand just why you were leaving
Blood on the earth, and my heart on the floor
you swore that you'd never return to the war
mother was weeping, and couldn't say why
but I heard her pray to God keep him alive...
We'd run down to the postman every morning full of hope for letters that you wrote, for some word that you'd come home, and mother knitted anxiously the gloves we'd wear for winter, and though her hands were fast at work her face was getting thinner
Blood on the earth, and my heart on the floor
you swore that you'd never return to the war
mother was weeping, and couldn't say why
but I heard her pray to God "keep him alive..."
Her belly swells with child as winter passes
we distract ourselves with sanguine conversations
praying that you're home to see it happen
we distract ourselves with lighthearted conversations
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Lord Knows
03:26
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Lord knows I've been searching for you since we first met
It's not like I've never been here before
But every time you speak I feel there's so much more you could be saying
I don't care about your college degree or the...houses you ended up in
How does it feel at night, alone
Lord knows I've been dreaming of you since we first met
it's not like I've never felt this way before
my bones ached like this before
but this time it's different,
You tell me that
Lord knows, you've been dreaming of me since we first met.
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Footsteps
02:20
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Footsteps shuffled through the darkness that shook the earth, and trembling I held you for all you were worth
I didn't mind the rhythm in which we danced, the treetops swaying leafless in their own romance
It sometimes seems you're distant, but you're closer than my skin, all the miles between us inch by inch have been filled in
With your eyes and mine, and all of our designs, they flee like foxes in the night
I know when we said we'd never grow older we meant it, we meant it
but growing old with you like every day I'm born anew, every time I woke up next to you
Darling I know this path we walk is unsure, and this world is impure, but I don't much mind, as long as your footsteps are beside mine, and our hearts beat in time
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