1. |
On Your Own
03:01
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You’re on your own, kid
Chin up and have a drink
It’s never half as bad as what
You’re bound to think
So listen up, child
Don’t let your thoughts run wild
You knew you’d have to face
Your demons all the while
I’ll keep it to myself
Won’t let on that I'm scared
And if I lose the thread
At least I'll be prepared
Won’t ever get attached
Won’t ever give away
The secrets of myself
That shaped me just like clay
I did it all myself
I made myself!
I made myself!
I didn’t need you
I made myself!
I made myself, myself!
And what did you ever do?
Your demons took hold of you
What did you ever do?
You let your demons take hold of you
I’m on my own today
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2. |
Songs I've Never Seen
04:03
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I’m rubber
You’re glue
I’m gonna stick it to you
What gives?
You take
Everything that I make
And hide it away
Like a flower in the attic
Now I’m taking it back
Don’t make me get drastic
Down in the basement
Growing wild
Can you taste it?
Songs I’ve never seen
They said be yourself
And you have to really want this
Don’t complain
Just lean on the doorway
To stay out of the rain
Now no more bare my soul
As you roll your eyes
And expertly convey
A bit too strange
Good day!
Now we’re going down
In the basement
Growing wild
Can you taste it?
Songs I’ve never seen
How I wasted my summers
In your dark little room
Good thing my synesthesia
Can heal cultural wounds
It took me a while
And I’m doing okay
I’m gonna move on
But there’s still so much to say
Though maybe we should save it
For the Remix
Hey hey hey hey yeah
There are reveling songs
There are songs for the goat
But the songs that we see
Are the songs that we wrote
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3. |
Not Wasted
04:43
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It’s all right, I’m okay
How’s it goin’?
Don’t care, it doesn’t matter anyway
Here she comes
Sleep till noon, massive headache
Please don’t call my telephone
Watch the killer shows on TV
That’s the night...
Bye!
Here she comes
A brand new day
Existential crisis
Took you only four Manhattans
Static island, queens intruded
Batteries are not included
Self-reliance, cold appliance
Here she comes
A brand new day
No such thing as wasted...time
Manilow’s on the deli radio (the pain is calling)
Scary, the things that feel good with coffee
Sunshine in my eyes
Here she comes
A brand new day
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4. |
Morning Light
03:28
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I’ve been on the brink of falling my whole life
Is caving in and I could not be happier
To see you in the morning light
There’s a time and place for fear
And that's not here and now, my dear
‘Cause what we need is to figure out
How we will last another year
I caught you dreaming
Did you see me?
It’s funny how no matter where I go
I feel you near and I should know by now
That you’ve replaced
A part inside me that you keep
With a part of you that I hold deep
I caught you dreaming
Did you see me?
I heard you singing
Did you hear me?
Our voices reaching to each other
In the morning light
Oh, you feel so right
Hold you close to me
We were meant to be
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5. |
Persuasion
04:18
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“To see you,” cried he, “in the midst of those who could not be my well-wishers, to see your cousin close by you, conversing and smiling, and feel all the horrible eligibilities and proprieties of the match! To consider it as the certain wish of every being who could hope to influence you!”
“You should have distinguished,” replied Anne. “You should not have suspected me now; the case is so different, and my age so different...”
All the surprise and suspense, and every other painful part of the morning dissipated by this conversation, she re-entered the house so happy as to be obliged to find an alloy in some momentary apprehensions of its being impossible to last.
“You should have distinguished,” replied Anne. “You should not have suspected me now; the case is so different, and my age so different...”
An interval of meditation, serious and grateful, was the best corrective for everything dangerous in such high-wrought felicity. And she went to her room, and grew steadfast and fearless in the thankfulness of her enjoyment.
I must learn to brook being happier than I deserve.
“You should have distinguished,” replied Anne. “You should not have suspected me now; the case is so different, and my age so different...”
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6. |
Nebraska
05:45
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In the field behind our house
Bullfrogs like cannonballs
The plant behind the field
Leaking plutonium
Pack the kids in the van
And let’s fly to Nebraska
Hit some deer on the way
It’s a rite of passage
In the towns around the plant
Grow mutant gladiolus
Inside the willow tree
We perfect our superpowers
Pack the kids in the van
And let’s fly to Nebraska
Hit some deer on the way
It’s a rite of passage
And can you heal me there?
Airfield wreckage, winter’s night
Mother like a phoenix
Did you save yourself for us?
Your kids, your will to live
Pack the kids in the van
And let’s fly to Nebraska
Hit some deer on the way
It’s a rite of passage
And can you heal me there?
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7. |
Perfect Person
04:50
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Sleepaway love
Softball glove
Golden tan
Wide watchband
Stay and sway with you
Be alone with you
Be at one with you
Sneak away
The sleepaway
While the counselors
Dream away
Stay and sway with you
Be alone with you
Be at one with you
Bears in the woods
No cares in the woods
The perfect person
Hand under my shirt
Friendly you
Bend over me
To say “Here’s the sea
Inside this shell”
Stay and sway with you
Be alone with you
Be at one with you
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8. |
Sleep Is My Drug
04:03
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Sleep is my drug—it hugs like no other
And during the night I dream unsmothered
Of my life, before I ever met you
Sleep is my wing and hope is my second
When my heavy eyelids beckon
I dream of ways of how I’ll let you go
But when I wake up I can’t remember
How it was I tamed your temper
So I could close you off and go to sleep
Sleep is my drug, and sleep will recharge me
When your cruelty turns to bombard me
My return to consciousness is charged
Eyelids are shields and dreams ammunition
Sleep is my drug—it fuels my ambition
To release my mind from your abuse
I’ll take with me all that’s worth keeping
I’ll leave you one night while you’re sleeping
And I’ll wake up in peace
Sleep is my wing and hope is my second
When my heavy eyelids beckon
I dream of ways of how I'll let you go
I’ll take with me all that’s worth keeping
I’ll leave you one night while you’re sleeping
And I’ll wake up in peace
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9. |
Wrong Road
04:11
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Few and far between
Are feelings I have never felt
This way, this scintillating
Rush of doubt
I keep moving my feet follow
Where I don’t know a soul
Or how I’ll get back home
Cut the cord connecting
Who I was before
And who am I but
Orbital debris adrift
In space fanning out time
Unravelling faster than
I leave my trail of crumbs
And when you go there
Don’t just follow where you’ve been before
If you’re not scared you’ll know
You’re on the wrong road
Once upon the time I spent
Collecting friends
I found myself
Expressed in every conversation
Silence defines what I’m hiding from
And when I’m found
Silence turns into sound
And when you go there
Don’t just follow where you’ve been before
If you’re not scared you’ll know
You’re on the wrong road
You’ll feel it in your bones
When you’re on the right road
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Susan Jane New York, New York
About Growing Wild, Tunde Adebimpe (TV on the Radio) said, “Fucking lovely...warm and sophisticated and dream-state, and the more I listen to it, the more it sounds like a record I've had for years. And the lyrics are all amazing. Super beautiful and elegant!” ... more
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