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The Quarry
03:21
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lets take a vacation
lets get out of the city
where we can see stars in the night sky
where we can see stars everywhere
wouldn't you like to take a ride with me
how will you live your life?
I bet you'd love to love a simple boy
who shows you the stars in every sky
I'll light the fire
you'll skin the catch
it's times like these I wish would last forever
it's times like these I wish they'd happened at all
wouldn't you like to take a ride with me
how will you live your life?
I bet you'd love to love a simple boy
who shows you the stars in every sky
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Kalispell
03:20
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She roams the plains and tends the fields of Kalispell
guards the herds and picks up plans in Kalispell
She will try to fix herself out in Kalispell
but now the branches bough beneath burdens by Kalispell
I'm dreaming of a memory
of what once was and should never be
a frantic phone call
or a valentine chat by the river
Fell once I knew I fell
past where the Heathens dwell
fables I know too well, Kalispell.
Time moves slower, feet fall softer in Kalispell
seasons wane longer, children get old in Kalispell
her heart won't want for my love no in Kalispell
and no she won't care for me damn Kalispell
I'll snuggle in your sweatshirt when it's cold outside
I'll hold you in my heart and then I'll set my soul on fire
the urge that can't be quelled, the muse sent straight from hell
it comes the night the guard it fell take me now to Kalispell.
Pick any pocket symphony, play a perfect record
I'll listen to you talk about nothing
or watch you, sing that same old song that you've been strumming,
oh don't you know any others?
Time to get me to Kalispell, cause I'll wait forever
Time to get me to Kalispell, or bring you to me,
Time for her to leave Kalispell cause I know too well
that I'm staying
in a
dream,
one where
she
comes back
to me
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Killin' Time
03:54
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Just wanna write stupid songs about girls,
three or four chords, the right amount of words.
Just wanna write stupid songs about girls,
the words come out melancholy, but the melodies they’re happy.
I wrote another stupid song about a girl,
with kind blue eyes, she longs for the mountains,
but she’ll settle for Maine.
I wrote another stupid song about a girl,
she don’t live in New York and we don’t talk now,
but she taught me to take Pictures.
I’m still writing shitty pop songs, for you to sing along,
don’t you want a shitty pop song? One that you can sing while I’m —
Killin’ Time, till it gets through to me.
I’m killin’ time, till I’m onboard with me.
I’m killin’ time, writing all these stupid songs about girls,
I’m killin time, I thought it’d all just go away yet…
They don’t wanna hear I’m crazy,
they don’t wanna hear I’m suicidal, Baby no,
they just wanna hear stupid songs about girls,
I guess that’s all I’m worth in this fucking world.
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Cloisters
05:56
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I've got a great idea
why don't you give up the front?
you're just a little kid
maybe it's time for you to grow up
I've got a great idea
why don't you find your own girl?
you can call her the next time your daddy's heart stops beating.
Cards laid on the table make your move I'm standing there
we can cruise and chainsmoke till the tension lessens here
now I see your true colors but there's too many shades of grey...
I've got a great idea
why don't you get out of export?
there's so many things to do for smart guys like you
who can read and write and lie and cheat and sell
Cards laid on the table make your move I'm standing there
we can cruise and chainsmoke till the tension lessens dear
now I see your true colors but there's too many shades of grey
you've gone and forced my hand and so the trump card I will play
You never cared much for the other, no you work better on your own.
You never cared much for the other, no you work better on your own.
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Logan X New York, New York
Sam Michael Braverman is Logan X. He is a guy from NYC who plays songs.
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