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Your old enough to be
unassumingly safisticated.
You've got it figured out
You're not afraid to doubt the things that made you.
Your a soldier of truth.
You're the morning that believes in something new.
You're the darkest of blue
You're the wind that swept the willows through the roof.
I'm young enough to be
understandably open-minded
Because right and wrong depend upon
the person you've become when you define them.
CHORUS
We're close enough in age
that neither one has saved themselves from hurting
We're terrified and tend to hide
from anything that may seem like it's worth it.
CHORUS
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Hearts and Bones
03:56
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hearts and bones and telephones
late night kisses on long rides home
pain that's real and hard to heal
let's stay in watch foreign films
And I'll carry your dead if you come to bed
and stay here by my side
And when the morning comes along
and I see that your gone
I'll remember you in a song.
Dancing eyes and lullabies
symphonies swimming on tears that we've cried
Fortunes told and strings of gold
I'll see you when we're sad and old.
CHORUS
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Pillows and Sheets
03:53
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I was born deep inside my heart
and I'm still there.
Don't say I don't care.
I was raised slowly as a child with
a million words.
Most have gone unheard.
I'm searching for a reason to believe.
I'm hiding in my pillows and my sheets.
I'm the one who's giving up on me.
I awoke to find myself a stranger
without a home.
Crazy and alone.
I forgot everyone who loved me.
Because nothing last.
And all things said come to pass.
Chorus
Here I stand and life is getting stranger.
With every breath there's a dream I've left.
And in the end, if I ever hurt you
I hope you'll say that I'm the one you forgave.
Chorus
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Mockingbirds are dancing in the morning.
I think they miss the moon.
I'm singing out of tune for you.
Marigolds are melting in the evening.
I think they miss the sun.
Oh, honey you're my only one.
Because fear is a room with no space to improve.
It's a mind you can't lose.
It's a face you can't bruise.
Love is a door we both can't afford
to pass up this time.
I'll be yours if you'll be mine.
There are diamonds growing dark
across the city.
I think they miss the earth.
I hang on every word of yours.
Sunken ships are sitting looking pretty.
I think they miss the waves.
Oh, look at all the mess we've made.
CHORUS
Jesus Christ is sitting at the right hand.
I think he misses me.
The apple fallen from the tree.
CHORUS
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Strangers in Love
04:14
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You got a head full of shit and a pretty smile.
You can tell a good joke, but it takes awhile.
That's fine. That's fine.
I got a room full of books and paper trails
Skeleton bones and checks to mail.
That's fine. That's fine.
We kissed like we never been kissed before.
We cried like we never been hurt before.
We never prayed to the Lord above.
We were strangers in love.
You wake up sad and fancy free.
Old t-shirts that smell like me.
Thats fine. Thats fine.
I wait till dark and I get high.
Play guitar. Stay inside.
That's fine. That's fine.
We kissed like we never been kissed before.
We cried like we never been hurt before.
We never prayed to the Lord above
Cuz He just don't listen anymore.
And I think He's bricking up the doors
To the promise land that sits above.
We were strangers in love.
You got piles of clothes and coffee stains.
You call me scared when it starts to rain.
That's fine. That's fine.
I got old tattoos and magazines.
I said some words I didn't really mean.
That's fine. That's fine.
We kissed like we never been kissed before.
We cried like we never been hurt before.
We never prayed to the Lord above
Cuz He just don't listen anymore
And I think he's bricking up the doors
To the promise land that sits above
But it don't really matter anyway
Cuz I'de run to Hell to forget your name
But you'de follow me down from the Earth above.
We were strangers...
We were strangers...
We were strangers in love.
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