Camped Out
We never get there quickly,
But we do at certain points
With a look that sees right through me
And never disappoints

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And I’d have hoped that I’d have kicked you
But you’re camped out in my mind
And the wood that fuels the fire
Seems to burn for all of time

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And I don't know why
I don’t know why

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And I worry that you’ll catch me on a day that I am sharp
Sometimes it takes some filing just to get down to the heart;
Of all that matters really, is nothing, and it all,
Just comes down to a willingness to stand up when you fall

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And I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why

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You’re my restless nights, I’m wide awake
You’re the conjure of some wild escape
If you’re the rocks, I’m the moon, we’re the tide

And my mind it is a wrecking ball, and this rain seems not to never fall
Let me hide in the site where you reside
Let me hide out in the site where you reside

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And maybe I don’t know why…

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Fleeting and Forever

How was I to find
My way out of this maze
When every step if felt mistaken

And how was I to find
The sun through all this haze
When, oh, the battle’d left me shaken

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Counting down ‘til a time when I am settled in the ground
Wrapped in roots that surround
All my memories
Both fleeting and forever they are bound
They are bathed in a sound

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And all these spins don't lie
Its birds in V
Its rings in trees; the lines that frame my eyes

And oh misuse of time
Careless to the cadence
And the hum of the design

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Counting down ‘til a time when I am settled in the ground
Wrapped in roots that surround
All my memories
Both fleeting and forever they are bound
They are bathed in a sound

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Counting down ‘til the time when I am ashes cast around
Seek the space that surrounds
All my memories both fleeting and forever
They’re unwound; dislocate from the ground

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And I will spend all my time
Trying to figure out your different mind
But I’m never quite there

And oh, the highs are highs,
The lows they're low, there’s always so much more to go
And I’m never quite there
I’m never quite there

There

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Keep Driving (for Jess)

If all your roads are snowy highways,
Ten feet to your beam
If all their twists and all their turns,
Are too unforeseen

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Then go on- keep driving
It's not gone from you, just hidden away
Your stars they always shine in alignment
Illuminating better days

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If all your signs are stops and yields,
It's never green
If all their lights they're barely flashing
No vacancy

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Then go on- keep driving
It's not gone from you, just hidden away
Your stars they always shine in alignment
Illuminating better days

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And I would never ask you more than you offered- it's some code
But in my dreams we're alive and well
It's all fields and open roads

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Let it Go

You’re never quite honest, You’d try but you can’t
Contain all the stories, the thoughts you’d recant

They litter your papers, they’re tattooed in pen
They’re all your confessions
Of ifs and of whens

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So let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Oh Let it go

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It’s not what you pictured, you’re not who you knew
Could all of that’s expected
Be getting to you

You’re stuck in the stable, tied to a fence
With only your daydreams
As your defense

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So let it go

Let it go

Let it go

Oh Let it go

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And why do you still cling to all the wreckage- you’re on the shore?
Are you afraid that by letting go, you’ll want it all the more?
Those starry nights, that gentle breeze- then the crashing waves, the rain
But only once those hands are free can you rebuild again?

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So let it go…

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Last Known Bird

I defy all the laws

I’ve been to all the places
I have kissed the morning stars
I’ve beat the wind in races

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It wasn’t sudden but suddenly
There’s no familiar faces
And all the runways I would land
Have all but left their traces

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Cause I’m the last known bird
I know no borders
Oh, it’s all so clear
Oh, my world was such a wonder

I’m the last know bird
I sing through the thunder
As I call across the storm
Searching for another

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I admit I often took
The sky-life for granted
Did I chose or fail to look
As the feathers vanished

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And now the last known bird
Catches my eye in its corner
And it’s oh so clear
Oh, the world was such a wonder

And now the last known bird
Sings through the thunder
As he calls across the storm
Searching for another

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But maybe tonight,
If not tomorrow
We’ll have to wait and see

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Lifting

And you ask me if I want to stay
But I’m too damn tired to think of walking away
And I’m saying, I hope loud and clear
I feel I’ve lost in my hearts what’s dear…

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Dear, Dear, Dear, Dear…

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And I’m not sure where this is coming from
Words unsaid, songs unsung
And now it’s lifting with each word I say
Each falling note helps to wash away…

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Wash away, wash away, wash away…

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Whisper

I watched you stand alone for an hour
Kicking snow to pass the time

And now I'm calling out the higher powers
For their reckless, flawed designs

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And that snow as it falls leaves piles upon his shoulders
And the weight, it’s too much, though it’s dry
As I shift into drive, catch your shadow in my rearview
As I whisper through fears my goodbyes

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On first stars, last candles and white horses-
My thoughts they always go to you

And now my mind works through its divorces
Of thoughts once believed as true

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Cause that snow as it falls piles up upon the shoulders
And the weight- it’s too much, though it’s mine
I continue to drive, catch my eyes up in the rearview
As I whisper through tears that I'm fine

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And that snow, it still falls, but the weight I can shoulder
And it’s never too much, cause you’re mine
I continue to drive, the horizon it’s a clear view
As the sun meets the moon just in time

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The Space Beyond the Words

When the words won’t come,
And your tongue is tied,
Your story feels foggy,
The silence seems alive

But don’t give up,
If you’re not heard,
Longing lives in the space beyond the words

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It’s in the hillsides; it’s in the trees,
The ones you planted, and now you watch them swaying in the breeze
It’s a chance encounter, the vague memory,
A faded sundress, somewhere, some field, in maybe ‘63
It’s in the pulling, the gravity,
It’s in the time when you took the chance without the guarantee

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When the quiet comes,
And you’re all alone,
It’s you and the window,
Facing the unknown

But don’t give in,
As you look out,
You catch your reflection
Your eyes spell it out

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It’s in the moonlight, a fingers trace,
It’s in the times when you read their lips across the crowded space
It’s in the cravings; it’s in the pace,
It’s in the owning that though you’ve tried, you can’t seem to replace,
It’s in the music; it’s in the pace,
It’s in the knowing that though they’re gone, their ghost you’ll always chase

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When the words won’t come
Your tongue is tied
Deep breath in, even longing leaves with time