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we cut the legs off of our pants
threw our shoes into the ocean
sit back and wave through the daylight
sit back and wave through the daylight
slip and slide on subway grates
these shoes are poor mans ice skates
fall through like change in the daylight
fall through like change in the daylight
i miss yellow lines in my roads
some color on monochrome
maybe i’ll paint them in myself
maybe i’ll paint them in myself
these sidewalks liquid then stone
building walls and an old pay phone
it rings like all through the daylight
it rings like all through the daylight
chorus
and in the daylight we can hitchhike to maine
i hope that someday i’ll see without these frames
and in the daylight i don’t pick up my phone
cause in the daylight anywhere feels like home
I have five clocks in my life
and only one has the time right
i’ll just unplug it for today
ill just unplug it for today
open hydrant rolled down windows
this car might make a good old boat
and float down grand street in daylight
and float down grand street in daylight
and with just half of a sunburn
new yellow lines that i earned
step back and here comes the night time
step back and here comes the night time
chorus
and in the daylight we can hitchhike to maine
i hope that someday i’ll see without these frames
and in the daylight i don’t pick up my phone
cause in the daylight anywhere feels like home
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Let's cut down the day
In this green rusty van
Like a red cadillac
Top down, shoulders tan
I bought my first watch
But it feels all wrong
Let's wait out the day
Bring the heat along
And when the timing's right
Hold up wait
We'll pull to the side
Arms up, count it down
Just like
Five, four, three, two, one
The checkered flag
Means we've just begun
Let's cut it down
And we cut down
The day in my old van
Count down from
Five, four, three, two, one
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show me the sidestreets in your life
train yards like boneyards sharpened knives
sidewalks are unassuming fields
concrete and cracks won't cut you deals
lost teeth like white jewels of some kind
petty theft for penny crimes
and we yell
ahh like a good old fashion nightmare
riding trains to the end of lines
still we've got nothin but time
the skyline looks brighter tonight
lets go smash out every light
your left foot in front of right
and we yell
ahh like a good old fashion nightmare
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And it all
Comes down to hope
Came down on me
I'm beggin you now
I'm beggin you please
Comes down to hope
Came down on me
Someday spare change
Won't feel the same
Stand up real tall
And wait to be called
Thoughts so strong
I feel them when you're gone
And these
Old walks in the park
And meetings after dark
A sore sight
For sore eyes
Wild and free, you've got no place to be
Oh, comes down to hope, came down on me
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I wanna sleep through the weekend
I wanna try
I wanna walk on my own floor
Before I die
And now, now the band tunes up
And now remember your lines
And all morning I woke up
And all day long no time
I wanna bring back the bison
I wanna try
I wanna close up the cabinets
Before I die
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Da da da-da-da-da, da da da
Da da da-da-da-da
(repeat)
Tape holds things that cannot stick
and keep leftovers in the fridge
while lessons learned go down the drain
I can't believe in everything
All the bad names gone
And the good ones were all wrong
And so I stayed up all night
Slept in all day
This is my sound
Thinking about tomorrow won't change how
I feel today
Da da da-da-da-da, da da da
Da da da-da-da-da
(repeat)
Never let your mark erase
'cause broken legs can be replaced
two steps to the finish line
three sips till I finish mine
a straw will always suck it out
close your eyes and use your mouth
And tell me about your song
And so I stayed up night
Slept in all day
This is my sound
Thinking about tomorrow won't change how
I feel today
Da da da-da-da-da, da da da
Da da da-da-da-da
(repeat)
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Locked knees, no keys
Brooklyn, Grand Street
Four flights, late nights
Black socks, white dice
Ten pounds, loud sounds
Turned up, tied & bound
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Fire escapes sunny
Don't slow down
Butter and honey
Don't slow down
Iron and money
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Pen vs pencil
Don't slow down
I don't make the rules
Don't slow down
Physical mental
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
Gardens and trashcans
Hoodies and chuck-t's
Arms fingers and hands
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
I'm feeling restless
Don't slow down
Summons and sentence
We've made some messes
Don't slow down
Don't slow down
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Please direct my call
Like string and cans through halls
I made some out of lead
And I tried them out from bed
Couldn't make it through the walls
Turn this boat around
We're starting to go down
But it begins to rain
You forgot how dark it stains
Thought it was a drought
La la la leave it all behind
La la la see the fight
La la la make the best of it
La la la and goodnight
Left turn look both ways
Take breaks on cloudy days
With miles and miles of roads
How'd you know which ones have holes
I'm glad we didn't stay
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pull out all the stops
we are coming home tonight
a pair of old boxing gloves
in a new fight
where every single scar
well it means something to me
as if life wrote down my history
bottles and road signs
sound like tires on bent wheels
our hands and feet and ordinary thrills
when we unlocked all the doors
just so we could finally breathe
just so we could sew down these torn up sleeves
here we stand with a wolf like shadow
here we stand in the end
hey New York here's our wolf like shadow
hey New York our old friend
this roof could be my bed
blankets feel like the night sky
blankets feel better the heavier they get
red lights can mean go
I'll take us home
I'll take us home
cut down the blinds from my windows
I stood back on the couch
remembered this is my life
with my hands over my head
friends by my side
here is where we'll go
I'll take us home
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