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Aaron Sprinkle
Aaron Sprinkle


Background information
Origin Seattle, Washington, United States
Genre(s) Alternative Rock
Years active 1990—present
Label(s) Tooth & Nail Records
Associated acts Fair
Rose Blossom Punch
Poor Old Lu
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Aaron Sprinkle Album


Lackluster (2004)
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I'm working on my forward thinking
Working on my self control
Process this ugly mess
And figure out how to make it whole

Choke down a bus ride to the city
Chase it with a trip to the East Side
It seems like over time
I'll get so numb that I won't mind

Some days I actually forget
That this is really something
One look from you and that is it
This is really something
Being hard is hard so sick of it
This is really something good
This is really something good now

Go change the oil go get the taillight fixed
Go buy some groceries in the dark
Earth shakes, gets rearranged
And I realized I missed the dark

Some days I actually forget
That this is really something
One smile from you and that is it
This is really something
Being hard is hard so sick of it
This is really something good
Some days I actually forget
That this is really something
One look from you and that is it
This is really something
Being hard is hard so sick of it
This is really something good
This is really something good now

. . .


Shake the water off my hands
And count the moments
That you really understand this disappointment
Tired of always waking up the darkest feeling
Think I'll open up these blinds and get to seeing

On a day much quieter than this
I will hold your hand and kiss your face
I think it's imperative you know that I am
Not about to

I know that you could feel
Like a girl on a ferris wheel
Falling down the stairs and then
We could do it again we could to it again...

On a day much quieter than this
I will hold your hand and kiss your face
I think it's imperative you know that I am
Not about to
When it seems like everything's fine
Just look up and close your eyes
And remember
It's imperative you know that I am
Not about to let it go

. . .


Yesterday morning when you told me
That you have never felt this lonely
I saw the sadness in your eyes
You told be how you feel disguised

Confiding in me about the sleepless
Nights that you cannot seem to keep this
Hurting buried in your dreams
You're facing darkness twice as deep

You're much sweeter than me by far
You're much stronger than me
You know you are

Look up at the floral pattern curtains
In picking them out you were so certain
Now there's indecision in your eyes
You're finding comfort thinking twice

By leaning in your windowsill
You show me all I need to know
Whether you see Summer, Winter or Fall
When I look at you I see them all

Sit down at the table with your jewelry
Remembering each and every story

You're much sweeter than me by far
You're much stronger than me by far
You're much sweeter than me by far
You're much stronger than me
You know you are

. . .


Without a doubt I've taken all you can give
And now I suffer through this song
Feel free to hum along

Going back a few short years I can see
That I was never really here
As I collect the facts and sort them in rows
It seems the question's always been
How long can I keep this going?

You can use it against me
In your saddest state of mind
Use it against me
With my ego on the line
Use it againse me anytime

I try to simplify the plot to an outline
But I can never make the end
I want to read some lines that stray from the screenplay
Improvisation's never been
Something I can keep going

I've never preached a single word
That doesn't sound a bit absurd
I don't know how to pound it in
To make it stick under my skin

. . .


As I take this immunity
I'm wondering what you would do to me
If you found out
You know that you could've walked away
Without a scratch but you had to stay
With your watered down friends

So I cry myself awake
To keep from sleeping all day
And I think I'm borderline
Losing my mind

You wrote my name with an underscore
It made me realize what I'm good for
And it's not all bad
Before the laughter had just begun
Around a table with everyone
Is too good to be true

I follow lines that never end just to reach you again
I get tired and then I break down
So I will rest and in the daybreak I will find you and be
Forever your friend again

. . .


On my own volition
I pound my head against the wall
And I don't hear it when you call
Tumbling down the stairway
I still try to make the phone
I call you back but your not home

Full of good intention
I read the paper to myself
I try to act like someone else
Barely past the headline
I still remember what you said
"I'll hold it in until I'm dead"

I best be getting on with this
But I can't get you out my head
Ten times a day when I stop to pray
I ask that you would let me in

Beading on the window
The weather underneath my eyes
Is it rain or am I crying
T.V. in the distance
Am I awake or still asleep
I feel a hand against my cheek

Like every time before
I'll sing a metaphor
To try to shed some light inside my mind
A lot of good that will do
I can't get inside of you
To take back the back the past and make things new

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Don't think you could stop it now
I'd like to see you try somehow
Realize that it puts it all on you
There's nothing you can do

Right now you're sick and tired
You're feeling sad, feeling uninspired
But the clock just won't slow down
Like it gets it kicks pushing you around

Maybe in the morning it won't be
Quite as bad as it seems

The fact that you can't change
The speed of sound, the rate of age
Is an understatement to
A state of mind your not used to

You'd be forever known
As the boy who stopped the world
And made it his own

Right now you're sick and tired
You're feeling sad, feeling uninspired
So I pray for you my friend
That you'll fall down
You'll give in

. . .


I've lived this day a thousand times it won't go away
And all I can see are the eyes of people I will never be
And it makes me ill the way You love me still

I can't decide if You're the missing piece buried in my mind
Immersed in sand I try to reach try to take Your hand
And it makes me ill the way You love me still

I think back to the days I was around
And it brings me down to a place I've never been
I think back on a picture of a child and dream awhile
All the more I miss Your perfect ever shaking heart

Solace came with a drop of blood and a taste of shame
When You took my turn You struck a match and You let it burn
And it makes me ill the way you love me still

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When it gets me back again
I'll be ready to begin
Ready to stand up to it
And it gets me back again

On my word I could never see it coming
Cause I never could keep up on
Anyone
You said you could
But you wouldn't
Tell me what to do
And I never could see through you
Even sometimes

On better days
You and I
Will figure this out
Push it down
Look behind

When it gets me back again
I'll be ready to begin
Ready to stqand up to it
And it gets me back again

. . .


You right in front of me
Now I can clearly see
All Your greatness
But it separates this
From what I ever heard
You've been holding me like a bird
In Your heart and
You've kept it guarded
Now that I clearly see
You standing next to me
My loneliness has finally found an ending

I can't believe
That You're such a part of me
And after all this time You got through
With Your loving ways
And these have been the kindest days
That I've known since I met You

So I will say again
All I have ever been
Is walking backwards
Chasing after
Things that will never be
Able to carry me
Anywhere but to the ground below me

Oh, a love that gets underneath my skin
It goes in and shows me the things I've been missing
All I know is I want it now
I think about the days when I won't feel pain

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On a good day
You break my heart again
On the highway
You run me over when
You are leaving me and taking everything

Everyone sees
You at work
And they all think
I'm not worth
The trouble that you go through gets you nowhere

Like waking up before you land
I guess you figured we're no good
I guess I'll never understand

By the time you
Hear my crying
Will you feel like
Understanding
Plans to keep you by my side my darling

Is the gift of
True belief
Is so hard
To believe
When all you seem to want to do is get away

Like pillows underneath a fall
It's not so bad to stick around
It doesn't have to hurt at all

Every folly, every quarter I have lost
Takes some adding and some blood to count the cost
But now you figure we're no good
But I've done all that I could

All the rainbows are black and white
And I'm colorblind
And I don't see nothing anymore
I don't see nothing anymore
And I don't know what I'll do without you

. . .


Take me for a fool and I'll do the same for you
To catch what's coming down I'll repeat myself out loud

Finally I recall all the photographs on the wall
All my friends agree that the latter half is not me

A long time ago I might have been
Tying my hope around you again
But holding me now won't do any good
'Cause I died before I could

Remembering what I've seen takes an awful lot out of me
Some day you might hear an apology that's sincere

The pain that's all around could make me it's home so I call it my own
As sorry as I seem you never could dream what sorry could be

A long time ago I might have been
Tying my hope around you again
But holding me now won't do any good
'Cause I died before I could
Feel anything that matters today
Sing songs that won't go away
All I can do all that's left to be
Is feel it openly

. . .


She reaches for her latest reading
Her pillow's folded
Her mind is reeling round

She can't remember
What made this different
Before her clock was
Fifteen minutes fast

When the morning came
It was just the same
Genevieve
Like a loaded gun
Like a letter bomb
Genevieve

She reaches for her latest feeling
She can't control it
Her heart is beating
She made her mind up
It's off to sleep now
To dream about the book she just put down

. . .


And I have become much less
Wide eyed for your indiscretions
And I can't understand why you've chosen me
To keep those dreadful stories
Friendly

And your eyes are darker when
The sun hits your brow
You were young once but you're older now
You are older now

Standing in the shadows of what you were waiting for
Standing in the shadows of what you were waiting for

Will your faith be rewarded
And will you ever see
How can I know where you are love
When you're right beside me
When you're right beside me

Standing in the shadows of what you were waiting for
Standing in the shadows of what you were waiting for
You are older now
You are older now
You are older now
You are older now

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