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Stars + Specks
02:34
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STARS AND SPECKS
we sorta fell in love again
we made each other well and then
you arrived before sundown
but you didn't wanna stick around
couldn't be bothered to make a sound
she fed you peaches and shredded wheat
she mentioned people you could meet
and i called out with my head down
but you didn't wanna stick around
couldn't be bothered to make a sound
and this dresser will go to somebody else now
but the stars should come back around
we looked at books and snaps and trains
we looked at bed and picture frames
we looked into first and middle names
not too pretty and not too plan
but you didn't wanna stick around
couldn't be bothered to make a sound
and this dresser will go to somebody else now
but the stars should come back around
yeah the stars should come back around
yeah the stars will
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The Sprint
03:10
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THE SPRINT
the buzz of your headphones
is enough to let us know
that at least you're still alive
back there
as your mother spots the signs
i just keep between the lines
'til your campus nearly shines
for you for you
once in our front yard
i sprained your left forearm
as i pulled you back too hard
too hard
you were gunning for the street
and the look you gave to me
well i still feel it burning
if only i had not been so afraid
if only you had not sprinted away, sprinted away
we get you settled in
we say goodbye and then
you already look thin
too thin
if only i had not been so afraid
if only you had not sprinted away, sprinted away
if only i had not tried to control everything
maybe we'd have not drifted away, drifted away
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Big Sister (I Never Had)
03:07
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BIG SISTER (I NEVER HAD)
it’s hard to believe that you always had a smile
when all the shit i pulled was so juvenile
you’d pull me over when the others weren’t around
saying, “listen to this sound, listen to this sound”
but now i hit the search button on the radio
it sounds an alarm it’s so pitiful
these songs so grand from hearts so small
it’s like hearing nothing at all
and it’s hard to believe that you ever let me hang
with my flood-ready cords and my crooked bangs
but you’d sneak me stroh’s when the rentals weren’t around
saying, “listen to this sound, listen to this sound”
oh wow there’s nothing better than that first femmes tape
handed down when you had to graduate
and all that summer how it rang through the house
but things are way too quiet now
the grunge goddess with her brand-new chest
went and traded up from the trouser press
oh i know i shouldn’t care about the class of ninety-three
but i miss your CDs i miss you terribly
i know i’d get more dates if i didn’t date myself
don’t i know nothing i should never tell
‘bout how i plug myself into those realistic phones
i close my eyes and you’re still home
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The Shape of Ohio
01:49
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THE SHAPE OF OHIO
maybe someone's got the whole world in his hands
and maybe you can make him laugh by making plans
but it's all elementary from where i stand
there's music in the numbers
there's boulders in the sand
and maybe she's an alien from ohio
and maybe she's a say in how you come and go
but it's not like every TV night's so terrible
and her smile is something certain
like the shape of ohio
or where the solo goes
everybody knows
maybe you're just jealous of the way she splits
clear and down the middle fairly obvious
while you riddle with bullets and a hundred lists
from a into wherever
from b into the blitz
and maybe you've just been thinking a lot
and maybe that's the kind of train that never stops
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Coyotes / Captains
02:48
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COYOTES / CAPTAINS
the skyline windows flash across the harbor fair
and the power boats just sitting there
the captains' overtures dissolve into the air
as their shipmates quickly grow impaired
yeah they're getting there
and the coyotes of the city
were in meetings all day
projects into products into
spots that never fade
no the coyotes of the city
have not escaped
and once it's dark enough to make a special friend
the swirling interns wave 'em in
and a glass goes unattended every now and then
a detail lost on better men
or is it lesser men
guess it all depends
and the coyotes of the city
have stayed up way too late
say they'd eat those hens like catfish
if they could stay awake
no the coyotes of the city
have not escaped
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Zapruder Point Cincinnati, Ohio
Zapruder Point is a Cincinnati-based sad bastard songwriter with a pretty voice.
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