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We moved in separate directions, just like everyone else
in the movies you were so fond of
That summer I told you I never wanted to leave
And the words fled your mouth so easily
I buried my head in your hands just like i used to
when I was young and so naïve
I wished things were easier
But they couldn't be
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You could not utter one collegiate word
To describe the summer that tore you apart
You feared your twenties would swallow you whole,
so you tried your best to forget
The promises you made you knew would never come true
And what you swore could never come undone (if it killed you)
So what’s the use in tearing both our hearts out?
Don’t speak, you’ll swallow your words like when you were eighteen
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I remember that night and the words you said as we slipped into things and places more comfortable.
It meant nothing to you, but everything to me.
So much for The City, so much for The Fall
For good friends, and waiting for you.
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Coping, Mechanisms Break
03:18
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Time spent was wasted on things said, not meant for your ears,
Not meant for anyone
If you put your ear to my heart
Could you hear what you’ve been searching for?
“You held my heart, you always will, I’m sorry for everything”
Ever is always too late for appologies.
So I learned to bite my tongue and not waste my words on you.
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October went on forever and you still harbored thoughts of leaving.
The nights were long, our hearts were heavy and we knew, we knew
No words could be spoke to keep you here.
I thought of what I’d say when you came back, if you came back
"It's been a long year waiting for you!"
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I-80 All the Way Out
03:25
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You wrapped your arms around me for the last time
That last day of summer.
Our trip out to the coast didn’t mean as much to you
As it did to me, as it did to me
Like when you told me you never wanted to leave this place, or me
We were only seventeen and the world was ours,
We knew just what we wanted
For everything to be alright.
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I-80 All the Way Back
04:21
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We both knew that time had come to say goodbye, so don’t muddy it with your words
“Just let what’s dead be dead” were words to hold onto and keep me from the truth
I feared I already knew
You promised nothing but words I hoped you’d never speak
A year is a long time to waste, a year is a long time to waste
If I could, I’d take back everything I’ve wasted
If I could, I’d take back everything
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Turns out you’re right, because I’m not fine, like you promised I’d be
Those nights we spent in your bed, while you wished away the spring.
I remember nights you spoke so sweetly about leaving me and moving out East.
And I’ll never know why you can’t ever feel the same in the morning
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Vernacular Spectacular
03:08
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Do you remember that night December '04
Us two kids discussed what goes on behind closed doors
and we tried to hold on to our innocence for far too long
Do you recall the temperature, a balmy 33
The snow fell so fast, but landed so gracefully
That was the night that I felt safe
Our words meant nothing, our actions - the same!
So soften the words in your mouth (Spit them out!)
and forget everything that was said, they're only empty promises
to bring us down!
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Something About Kites
03:51
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You told yourself to forget everything she said to you
That night you spent with open hearts
You spoke your words, you kept nothing back
And she said “You’re better off alone.”
And you said “I’m better off alone?!”
When you were just a kid, you kept your promises and your head up high
it’s getting harder to do that these days.
She asked “are you alright?”
“yes dear” was far from the truth
(Hoping that you could come back home)
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You wished it wasn’t but you knew it was too late to take back what you said
In better times, not wrought with fear (of self doubt)
Or that the secrets you carried would crush you
Their weight was more than you could bear
You blamed yourself for things you can’t control
And you knew nothing could change this, nothing could change!
Do you remember when you swore you’d let go?
You never let go.
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Bicycle Sunday East Lansing, Michigan
Bicycle Sunday is the brainchild of Joe McAndrew, a man who likes cats, coffee, and poetry. Heavily influenced by bands like Pedro the Lion, Mineral, and Death Cab for Cutie, Bicycle Sunday creates melodic, melancholy songs that hurt in all the right ways. ... more
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