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Saves The Day Album


Demo Tape (1997)
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I remember the time
When everything was all different
We didn't really know each other then
I didn't know how much you made me so
I guess it was all pretend when
You decided you're those all are different things.
I don't think that it was all that bad.
Especially that time in princeton was nice.
Then we pretend to be so close
Now we wait
Try not to be not so different
Than we have in the past
You made me so but i don't know
To everything i'll hope again.
I never wanna be not so here
I never wanna be not so here
I never wanna be not so here
I never wanna be not so here
I never wanna be not so here

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I said, "that boy's handsome"
A little bit of me wanted to be beautiful
Carrie said, "it's hard to look in the mirror these days when everyone
Has everything you'd rather be."
There's just something about his smile he looks so nice,
I wish i had friends like that
They'd always be there for me, i wouldn't look bad

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Have you ever
Had one of the days
When all the ???
So you just move on
And the days gets long
You wish you had just

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I called you up to see if maybe we could hang
And i told you i was nervous and feeling lonely
I bit my lip and you said yes
And i thought of how beautiful the night would be
And i thought maybe we could drive around talking about your town
Or we could just stay at home

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You aren't the kind of person that i couldn't fall in love with,
Rather you are the kind of person that i could.
And i'd like to spend an afternoon of laughing at ourselves,
And hear all the wonderful things you might tell me.
I'd watch your eyes gleam
During that time of day
When you can't really tell if it's day or night.
I'd like to think of us in twelve years having a place and a daughter.
I think she would look a lot like you.
We'd be all the time smiling.
Someone once asked me who i'd most like to be with.
Someone once asked me who i'd most like to be with.
I said, "there's this really great gal

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Ever think we should try to re-establish that connection that we made
During the summer's days?
Maybe i should be subtle or maybe i should be more pure
I think we should talk about what we were going through
Wonder what it would be like if we had
Kept up that aversion and maybe kept listing
All the people that we hated
Isn't it ironic how you still have ideals and i still have nothing?
Isn't it ironic how you still have ideals and i still have nothing?
I'm hoping that you'll change so we can see straight some day, some day.
I'm hoping that you'll change so we can see straight some day, some day.
(so hoping that you'll change)
I'm hoping that you'll change so we can see straight.
(so hoping that you'll change)

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Playing shows and writing songs
Could've been much more than you can get out
Of sitting around and being unproductive.
There's a lot more than being like the other kids.
At least i have something to do with myself.
Did you ever notice how sometimes you
Take for granted what you need,
Like having friends and good times and never losing touch?
But i guess you found something else to hold on to,
Like a girl or money or being bitter to the end.
I'd like to think of the days when we didn't have to,
And everything that ever meant some to you?
You only thought you had to circle so far,
And then come back down to

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Why is it everything's all loneliness with me?
Sometimes i try too hard, and sometimes you cause it,
But it always carries on and on.
"what did you ever become?" you asked.
I said, "i was told to be smiles and bright eyed happiness,
But sometimes i can't find anything to laugh at."
"i don't want to be here." you said.
It seems like i almost always have that effect on everyone.
"you aren't the first one to think like me."
And i just want to be like everyone else.
Why can't i be everything to everyone else,
Or maybe just to you?
Just once i would like to be something.
And i wouldn't mind if you'd like to be,

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