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unknown causes
01:08
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the skin on my lips peels of with each breath
sharing stories with other people hoping to get sick
swallowing cough drops like your life depends on it
most the people in the room are hypocrites
do any of us exist
are we just headed towards the end
we’re falling apart from
unknown causes
we’re staring at the stars and asking questions
even the universe can’t make a good impression
our minds create designs that lead to obsession
even your backyard can’t be trusted with confessions
do any of us exist
are we just headed towards the end
we’re falling apart from
unknown causes
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no one knows
02:50
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in the waves that touched the shore
they found some poems that were yours
words that spoke of ocean floors
and repeated the question “what is this for?”
what is this for what is this for
i ask it everyday
to the trees, to the sky
to the wind and the leaves
no one knows no one knows
in the balance of calm and serene
i first heard the sea shells sing
they confessed songs of quiet miseries
and whispered their secret wonderings
they chanted “what is this for what is this for
we ask it everyday
to the trees, to the sky
to the wind and the leaves
no one knows no one knows
i found myself alone on the beach
lost in a world of small mysteries
asking questions with answers i don't’ need
but i still want to know, i want to know everything
i’m asking
what is this for what is this for
we ask it everyday
to the trees, to the sky
to the wind and the leaves
no one knows no one knows
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3. |
let me be
02:03
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the only way to be happy is to make a lot of money
at least that's what people keep on saying to me
"don't be an artist 'cause you'll end up starving"
"don't be a poet 'cause you'll lose your voice"
let me free let me free
let me free of these weights bearing down on me
let me be let me be
let me be something i want to be
i'm afraid of growing up
i'm kind of afraid of everything
with all of these decisions where's the time for being happy
where will i go when there's nothing left for me
i guess i'll just stay lost for as long as i can see
let me free let me free
let me free of these weights bearing down on me
let me be let me be
let me be something i want to be
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you're the pineapple of my eye
i love you, don't have to try
you're me favorite fruity pie
my love for you will never cry
pineapples x 4
i love you with my heart and dole
you're the flavor of my rock and roll
i like to eat you in a bowl
because pineapple, it's my heart you stole
pineapples x 4
without you where would i go?
what other fruits would i know?
would i find some vegetables?
probable, fo sho
without you where would i be?
on a cargo ship lost at sea?
then we crash at hawaii
and i find you (PINEAPPLES!!!)
pineapples x4
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flower petal mosaic Dover, New Hampshire
someone once told me to not make art
about flowers because they were cliche
this one's for you
(phone recordings of haley searcy's songs from jr yr of high school to sophmore yr of college)
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