1. |
Come Around
07:17
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No more
Will I try to hide
Behind doors
I am yours
And I’m here today
Won’t you stay?
Won’t you
Lady
Wild-eyed staring at the wind with your wits about you
How are you to
Stand in the cold
In the fall, with the world
At the turn, it’ll burn
It’ll burn, it’ll fall
Well
Nothing will ever make a sound
Nothing could ever make me found
My eyes can’t leave the ground
Until you come around
Nothing is the air I breathe
Nothing is the color that I see
My feet are stuck here on the ground
Until you come around
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2. |
Talking to Myself
05:09
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Break my back
And I'm walking around
I kiss the ground
Chopping up daisies
And healthy expressions
And new directions
Just find the problem
And tell me I’m not wrong
I’ve said what you’re going to say
Paranoia
Blink twice if you know me
You don't have to know me
I- I- I- I- I- I-
I wish you'd believe me
Please say that you need me
Just tell me you need me
Sand in the clockwork
Is getting out of bed
Or thinking of what to say
I am an island
That’s stranded on dry land
But sinks in the ocean
I- I- I- I- I- I-
I wish you'd believe me
Please say that you need me
Just tell me you need me
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3. |
Where Can She Be?
04:19
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She dances across the hardwood floors
And it doesn't mean a thing
I know she's the girl for me
But tell me where do I find her?
Oh, come and let your heart shine down
Oh, just don't be late
I’ll sail across the sea
And walk around the Earth
I swear that I’ve felt this before
But not nearly as pure, oh where can I find her?
Oh, come and let your heart shine down
Oh, just don't be late
Where could I find her?
Where can she be?
I'm not quite sure of her hair or eyes,
Or her size, or why she is not next to me
But I can't rest until I finally find her,
I know she's around, and I'll make her mine, I swear that
I would let my heart shine down
Oh but I can't wait
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4. |
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Making no sense
But everyone around me says it
So it has to make sense
I know better
Everyone around me knows it too
But I know better
And I am right
And you are right to say you're wrong
You're oh so very stupid
And I appreciate the finer things in life
Like lemonlight
You just don't get it
I'm so different
Everyone else is different too
But I'm so different
I hate everything
I don't know what I like
Cause I sure as hell know I hate most everything
And I am right
And you are right to say you're wrong
You're oh so very silly
And I appreciate the finer things in life
Like lemonlight
You just don't get it
And I have seen it all before
And I have seen it all before
And I have seen it all
I have seen it all
And I have seen it all before
And I have seen it all before
And I am disappointed
And I have blessed your mentions now with
Phony tooth and self-made crown
And I am disappointed
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No one hears him coming
No one sees him sleep
He's the creaking of the floorboards
He's the thing you think you want to be
Khakis and a smile
Eyes like kerosene
He is shaving off his fingers
And you will think that's introspective, well
Can he be
When there's an axe inside her head?
Can he be
When no one is to blame?
Can he be
When he’s walking around another lonely house?
Undying devotion
He's friends all think he's neat
Wherever that he wants to go
That is the place to be
They never hear him coming
She's gathering her sleep
If they could see him like this
Oh, what would they think
Could they see
That there's an axe inside her head?
Could they see
That no one is to blame?
Could they see
That he’s walking around another lonely house?
Well?
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6. |
Nights Like This
06:29
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He's on the floor
He's still begging for more
He's just reaching for attention
That he never got alone
Another over there
Running fingers through his hair
Keeping everything in place
And no one ever seems to care
And she's on her phone
But we just won't leave her alone
She'd just love to keep on drinking
But her friends have all gone home
And I'm being loud
Saying nothing to everyone here
Oh god this night is over and
I think I'm gonna miss the nights like this
He's going home
And he's way too drunk to drive
He is too old to be doing this
But it helps him feel alive
She’s all alone
When she’s standing in the mirror
As another day goes by
She sees her mother getting clearer
I can try to cut my hair
Shake it off, cut my losses
I must be doing something wrong
Cause I can’t make myself care
I just can’t be loud
Won’t say a word to anyone
Oh my god this night is over and
I think I’m gonna miss the nights like this
And I don't even want to feel this anymore
And I don't want to have to feel this anymore
That la-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
I can feel it coming again
And it comes and it goes
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7. |
Opaque
05:21
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Has the cat gotten your tongue?
Do you have nothing to say?
Are you really that interested in me?
With your feet towards the door
In a very peculiar way
Are you thinking about what I'm trying to say?
And you're crawling the floor
Because it's much safer that way
Being see-through rather than seeing in grey
Listen to my newest punchline
Have you heard my old one
I don't have much here to tell you
Waiting for something to come about
And it's almost clear again why
Have you seen my old one
And I don't have much left to tell you
Waiting for some to come around
There are men in the room
There are three men in this room
And I am not the one speaking their opinions
It's a joke, it's a laugh
It's a novelty at last
And no one learns the game because the words are in the past
It's my fault after all
What you say is what you are
And I'm the one who speaks to you, how have I made it this far?
It's a joke, it's a laugh
It's a novelty at last
And I don't know the game because the words are in the past
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The Stone Lows Rochester, New York
Hailing from Rochester, New York, The Stone Lows are comprised of singer/guitarist Liam James Welch, bassist Henry O’Brien, guitarist Edward McAndrew, and Alexander Klick on drums. At a glance, The Stone Lows are a band that seem to relish the idea of never creating the same music twice, but with a closer look, they chase the sounds they enjoy, from pop to prog rock to neo-psychedelia ... more
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