1. To Oblivion and Beyond | 2.My Cup | 3.Dani Boy! | 4. Upbeat Insomniac Folk Blues

5. I can't love you anymore | 6. 3 to 4 Minute Pop Song | 7. Hearts and Garters

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The nails I have been biting are wearing done my teeth
Yet they're easier to stomach than some sick reality
That I've been stomaching for so long force feed to repeat
Like many lines in continuity that disagree with me.

I wish I was romantic so some day I'd say that I forgot:
What am I still dong here waiting on you?
What am I still doing here waiting on you?

The soles of my shoes have been sanded to flat feet
Pacing ever forward on this path reluctantly
Mundane and mechanical I've been following the lead
Of any girl before me that tells me to believe that

I wish I was romantic so some day I'd say that I forgot:
What am I still dong here waiting on you?
What am I still doing here waiting on you?

They're telling me that I need a lot
God, patient is the only thing I have inside me
Leave all you passion behind
You're telling me that I just might find beside me

What am I still dong here waiting on you?
What am I still doing here waiting on you this time?
What am I still dong here waiting on you?

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Son you can be anything you want be
Promise me you want be yourself
Then you can dream, imagine that your anything
Promise you won't tell a soul
Promise me you won't save your soul

You're little boy is now a wage slave
Tries to make it to his paid day
Can't even save for change
Well, what is he paying for?
Mother told him don't be so rude
Resist those moments too impromptu
Well, see that girl who wants to cup you
Well, what are you waiting for?

Son you can be anything you want be
Promise me you want be yourself
Then you can dream, imagine that your anything
Promise you won't tell a soul
Promise me you won't save your soul

Someone gave up youth for hard work
Been a good boy, read the good book
Lived the lessons as they took
But he's empty at his core.
The clock is ticking while he's grooving
Beating faster while he's moving
He can't pull out with both his boots in,
But his bleeding heart wants more.

Son you can be anything you want be
Promise me you want be yourself
Then you can dream, imagine that your anything
Promise you won't tell a soul
Promise me you won't save your soul

When you lie awake at night are you even there?
Whose that empty shell lying in your bed?
In you're head it's echoing a lone regret,
Was I was wrong to say your right?
Was I wrong to say your right?

La-la-dada-la-dada-la-dada
La-dada-la-dada-da
La-la-dada-la-dada-la-dada
La-dada-la-dada-da
La-dada-la-dada-da

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Where are you? Where did you'd go?
Oh no, Dani Boy you'll miss the show.
Center stage is on you calling for a cue
What song you gonna play for us this time?

You should have known me before all those times I hit the ground.
The curtain fell too soon before you could prove,
What you do is not wasted on this town
What you do is not wasted on this crowd.

Play a tune that you wrote in hopes
Of hitting home with that boy you know.
He cranks up the stereo drowns out your muse
This band has so much meaning find some too.

You should have known me before all those times I hit the ground.
The curtain fell too soon before you could prove,
What you do is not wasted on this town
What you do is not wasted on this crowd.

I never understood what it meant to feel so good
Until I saw you singing from across the room
And if I said all the right things would you play a song for me.

You should have known me before all those times I hit the ground.
The curtain fell too soon before you could prove,
What you do is not wasted on this town
What you do is not wasted on this crowd.

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Upbeat insomniac folk blues.

The syncopation's feeling a little strange
Wandering around disconnected in a haze
Still I wake and gasp, my heart beating fast
Expecting for that moment to last

I'll do anything, anything at all
Just know who I should blame

Cause, I'm acting oversensitive and sentimental this time
When I say that these feelings aren't mine
I just need you out of my mind

I thought I earned the right to feel complete
Still I face a heavy heart and this missing piece of me
But maybe I was wrong so I guess I'll play along
Just see it all move along in a song

I wrote one night when I had a dream of you
And all my shame just seemed to float away

Make me insensitive, bitter, and unkind
When I say that these feeling aren't mine
I just need you out of my mind

I'll do anything, anything at all
Just to know who to blame

Cause I'm acting regretful and I'm starting to ask why
Please, I just need you out of my mind
I just need it all out of life

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With every save I tried to gauge
It seemed so wasted on what could remain
And did you ever think that if we changed,
Everything else could stay the same?

If you had just wanted to leave me behind
You should've just told me what I needed to hear
So sad it seems but what we have is gone,
And I don't ever want to feel this way

I can't love you anymore.
No, I wont't love you anymore.

There were good days that outweighed the bad
But few I remember when I knew that you cared
And if we ever got a second chance,
I don't want to know what would be left

I never thought I would try so hard
To forget all those I loved about you
So sad it feels but what we have is gone,
And I don't think it could ever be the same

I can't love you anymore.
No, I don't love you anymore.

No matter what we could do or say,
I can't love you anymore.

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I don't know if you know me, but I think that I once met you
Or someone kind of like you that used to give a hello
Intrusive thoughts of you keep on coming
I'm getting tired of running, from a past that included you

I'll play the same four chords, add a little more this time
A tiny ditty designed to make you swoon
And maybe the similarities mixed with a dash of false sincerity
Could be the formula to get to you

I went down to the post office the other day
To send a letter to the girl I barely knew
If you told me she was the sweetest thing around
I'd be hard pressed to disagree with you

All of these images that are fluttering through my mind
And yet I'm already forgetting the color in her eyes
I don't know could I see her
Would I want to be with her
Should I ever dream of her again?

I'll sing the same damn words,change a little more this time
A simile toasting my newly found abilities
'Cause I don't know, I don't know what it's like to be so cruel
But if I could I'd act justly towards you

I went down to the post office the other day
To send a letter to the girl I barely knew
And if you told me she was the sweetest thing around
I'd be hard pressed to disagree with you

All of these pictures that are cluttering up my desk
Somewhere I know there's buried the reasons why I left
I don't know could I see her
Would I want to be with her
Should I ever dream of her again?

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Oh s--t! There it goes again,
This crackling popping feeling in me head
Looking down, it screams unto me
The choices I've made thus far instead

It's an unexpected consequence of acting overconfident
In my own incompetence in what I have tried not to be

Suddenly, it just dawns on me appearances here could be so flawed
By the time I get old, why should I hold those reasons that I don't know right now

I can't help but think with my heart anymore
It's gotten me this far since then
Without asking when or why I . . .

Step back introspectively
Is there any meaning to how I've seen
How everything's a misprint. Yes, everything's a pain
When my fragile ego beats my brain in this way

I've been acting irresponsible yet maybe I am culpable
For every single leading misdeed that comes down from me

It might be time that I leave. Admit a certain loss of control
Least I be so bold to pretend to know what's best for me here all on my own

I can't help but think with my heart anymore
It's gotten me this far since then
Without asking when or why I . . .

Stop to think about the great debate between head and heart
And how it's left me too weak to compete
And win anything

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