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Long Distance Funk
02:47
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make you miss your plane
i'll lash you to the raft
with your arms pinned
and heavy clothes that take in rain
make real sure that we can't swim
your head is full of spoons
hear them rattling around
we are hungry
but no one gets inside there
no one gets inside there again
breathe sure
if you breathe at all
walk sure
if you walk at all
oh, stay.
what kept us afloat
was just the water itself
it didn't know how
the cold compass of my lungs
the wild logic of my skin reads now
but the streets still hold that high note
that says the train is coming
breathe sure
if you breathe at all
walk sure
if you walk at all
oh stay.
don't move
they can hear your weight
don't move
they can smell all movement
stay.
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For Chris Hondros
05:08
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friend of a friend was shot dead at war taking pictures for newspapers
freshly split church doors
high and hungry church ceilings
the ritual of what they know as wrong and right (vs.)
the ritual of what we know is right now
freshly spit out from the train, wearing their suits
casualties of good stock
fill the room with famous people
look away from the body
you can go fast
you can go slow
you can go "hey, it's worth it"
we all go
friend of a friend came back from war 200lbs all 200lbs
terrific view from here
but it makes people ill
try not to think about it
it doesn't have to go like this, does it have to go like this? TRY
terrific view from here
but it makes people sick
there are casualties for good stock photos
wrestle it down, catholic, make it stick
look away from the body
you can go fast
or you can go slow
singing or screaming
we all go
back home people talk about it
waiting for the bus, people read
rub their hands pink
rub their hands casually on their jeans, red
what's the wait, what's the wait, what's the wait for?
what's the weight, what's the weight, what's the weight for?
don't have to know now.
don't have to think of it now.
don't have to know now.
don't have to think of it now.
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Spoons
02:27
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we had run out of spoons
on the day when someone i barely knew died
we had run out of spoons
i called you once and there was nothing at all
when things get too precise
fill the sink up fill the sink up fill the sink up
this is as big as we are
we are once and then there is nothing at all
i am very attached to the things that i am very attached to
i am very attached to the things that i am very attached to
we had run out of spoons
so i turned the radio on, i turned the laundry on, i turned the sink on
and i did the dishes
i am very attached to the things that i am very attached to
i am very attached to the things that i am very attached to
til i'm not
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I SAW SOMETHING I SHOULDN'T HAVE SEEN
I DID SOMETHING I SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE
(i fear the bottom's so bright we'll think we're swimming towards air i've got a bad sense of light and direction so i'd better be sure we're going up)
JUST DON'T EVER BE AFRAID AGAIN
(i won't)
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5. |
Huge Lorry
03:20
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kiss the fingers that will touch the light
so the light touches them clean
down to the leaden marrow,
spine like flares
that we share
with our heavy eyes (x3)
pay your tiny tributes
to your friends (your friends! your friends!)
if they are myths, call them myths
if they are friends, call them
pay attention
the argument of lawyers and birds
your feet on the stairs
you say we never pay for it all
but we pay for it all, we pay for it all
i said i'd move before the library got built
and then the library got built
IT'S STUPEFYING
stand still! stand still!
if i'm gonna be fine, i'd better be fine
if i'm gonna be mad, i'd better be mad
there is no smile that breaks my teeth
there is no sunset but the city
there is no smile that breaks my teeth
there is no sunset but the city goes red
(redder than you'd believe)
no. this has nothing to do with me.
this has nothing to do with me. no.
no. this has nothing to do with me.
this has nothing to do with me. no.
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6. |
Tardis Blues
03:32
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small town arkansas
new years eve
four thousand little bodies rained down
by the monument
east berlin
nervous rabbits gather
we all witness this as best we can until we're swallowed
we all witness this as best we can
much like solitude
it is uniform and smooth
it makes gravy go wild
like a noisy crowd
it is terrible and loud
but it sings just like a lost and lonely child
you can't hold everything all at once in your hands, my friend, your hands
most things they just fall apart in your hands
whole centuries groan and give in your hands, my friend, your hands
time cracks, time lives
five hundred years from now
dust and silt
they will find all our shopping lists and think
"how beautiful, small, strange and religious we once were!"
five hundred years from now
rabbits and birds will gather, will sing
of how terrible we were
oh, and you...
you will witness this as best you can until you're swallowed
you will witness this as best you can
you will witness this as best you can, then you'll be swallowed
you will witness this as best you can
much like solitude
it is uniform and smooth
it makes gravity go wild
like a noisy crowd
it is terrible and loud
but it sings just like a lost and lonely child
well, you can't hold everything all at once in your hands, my friend, your hands
most things they just fall apart in your hands
whole centuries groan and give in your hands, my friend, your hands
time cracks, time lives
la la la la la la
keep our heads about the water
la la la la
keep us afloat
la la la la la
keep our heads above the water
la la la la
keep us afloat
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7. |
Might Not Get Better
00:41
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it might not get better for a long time, if ever
but you're going to get used to it
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8. |
Gone Gone Gone
04:54
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you've already jumped
nothing shattered
touch your chin, your jaw
your constellation face
you're intact
a solid that we never knew anyway
packs up, leaves us rattling around
impossibly small, stiff teeth
noiseless
here are your hands, your pants, your pants pockets, your hands
make use of them
WE DON'T KNOW HOW TO TRUST
THE GROUND IS GONNA HOLD US
the tenderness that you reserve
for pictures of yourself very young
the time you showed me garbage, saplings
so so many birds
we were very, very young
seeing faces of the people that you used to know in everyone else
keeps them looking young
the song, the sound, the frog in mud asleep
all of them, very very young
the fall that you have already begun
make use of it
WE DON'T KNOW HOW TO TRUST
THE GROUND IS GONNA HOLD US
the house you feared, though fire in it's closet - GONE
the shadow of a baseball card collection in the basement - GONE
the mother of your friend who spit out all her teeth one afternoon - IS GONE
the signs we saw, we surely saw, all of us are - EVERYWHERE GONE
take a candle
light the way
climb up
take a candle
light the way
climb up
WE DON'T KNOW HOW TO TRUST
THE GROUND IS GONNA HOLD US (x3)
these walls are paper thin and everyone hears every little sound
you will not know what you have lost until it's already been found
roots you have, they have already been planted in the dark, cold, thin, wet ground
everyone's a voyeur and they're watching me
watch them watch me right now
WE DON'T KNOW HOW TO TRUST
THE GROUND IS GONNA HOLD US
it's gone gone gone gone gone gone
it's gone
it's gone gone gone gone gone gone
it's gone.
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9. |
Alma Avenue
04:01
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maybe there is no softer landing
i mean right down at the source
what we have might be unpleasant
just truly unpleasant
maybe there is no better contract
the figures all shake out the same
there is a foot or two of ice here
that's all the difference
i know a lady who swallowed a bottle, a brown horse, a fly and a bag
i know a lady who swallow a birch tree, wet concrete
and died of WHAT WE LEAVE LYING AROUND
try pretty hard
do what you can
try pretty hard
some of us just aren't gonna make it
everything looks as if it's sleeping
if you look from far away
and if we fall, may we rise dripping
defeating and angry, but glittering
this may be our one great triumph
this may be our only triumph
if we fall may we rise very hard
defeated and ashen, but glittering
i know a guy who could swallow the seasons, the joints between never and when
i know a guy who could swallow his own arm and still manage a grin
AS IF BY MIRACLE
try pretty hard
do what you can
try pretty hard
some of us just aren't gonna make it
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10. |
For John Connor
05:27
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find all of my tiny holes and plug them up
put on my socks and my shoes and leave the house
hope that the lotto goes up so high
take off my shoes when i come home
(hum along anyway)
i will need to learn the same things over and over and over
i will need to learn the same things over and over
when the air is so thick that it's soil, i might finally notice
when the air is so thick that it's soil, i might plant something
you said sing something simple
you said sing something simple
you said sing something simple to remember
you said sing something simple
museums i fear we will become museums
i fear we will become museums i fear we will become
a house on top of a lake on top of a city on top
a house on top of a lake on top of a landfill
let's not look for how this got started to find out how it might end
and not look for how it got started in how it might end
(hum along anyway)
today i will feed my old answers to the winter
today i will pull everything out but the weeds
if it grows back let it grow back pull it out again let it grow back
if it grows back let it grow back pull it out again
when the air is so thick that it's soil
when the air is so thick that it's soil
when the air is so thick that it's soil
plant something simple
museums i fear we will become museums
i fear we will become museums i fear we will become
i had a friend. here's what he said. he said, "you learn all these things in hopes you might know them. because at least when you know, you know. and the sooner you know, they say, the better to fight it. the sooner you know, the better the fight is." but i think the sooner you know is just the sooner you know it. the sooner you know is the sooner you know.
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11. |
Less to Say
02:12
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if everything is happening happening
and all we are is loosening loosening bones
if we leave a mess of cooking and cleaning up when we go
for all our friends, the cleaning up
then i have less to say
more ways to say it
there's a story of a kid and a dog and some friends
and they stick around here earthbound for awhile
that's the sentence, the punchline, the joke and the papers and pens
that's the letters that make the words
i have less to say
more ways to say it
if i have to go anytime anytime
then i want to haunt all of your practical things
that's the burners, it's also the forks and the knives
i want to linger as a smell or a tune
i want to talk less
i want to learn how to talk less
'cause i've got less to say
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12. |
Bad Wolf Bay (actual)
03:25
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an oboe of a man, tall
stands at the shrillest beach, looking at his watch
then at the clean expanse of rock
first his watch, then at the clean expanse of rock
all that he sees is the inside
all that he sees is the inside
all that he sees is the inside
of how he got there in the first place
fruit rusting on the vine, oh
everything's gone metal, oh no
fruit rusting on the vine, oh
everything's gone metal, oh no
decisions.
you've got decisions to make.
an oboe of a man braces
the cruel departure: every moment
mostly memory ends and then begins again
the cruel departure: every moment
she will arrive and then she'll go
unless you see it backwards, oh no
she will arrive and then she'll go
unless this is a fixed point, oh no
decisions.
you've got decisions to make.
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if it is coming coming fast
let's wait for it in all the brightness
turn every light on in the house
wait for it in total brightness
the doorknob really doesn't mind
the dishes will not say a thing
and i have waited already so long
all our shiny neutral things
.....
and i have waited already so long
when the earthquakes come i will be useful then when the earthquakes come
people pass through in and out and out
i am sturdy, loud and crooked
i can't hold the nothing nothing back
i am sturdy loud and crooked
and i can love you fierce as caking mud
easily as everywhere
but i can't hold the nothing nothing back
i am sturdy loud and crooked
when the earthquakes come i will be useful then when the earthquakes come
if it is coming coming
let's wait for it in all the brightness
turn every light on in the house
wait for it in total brightness
la. la. la.
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Griffin & The True Believers are Griffin Epstein, Aaron Burns, Mike Cacciatore, and Andrew Epstein. We live in Toronto, NYC, Los Angeles, and Athens, GA. We grew up on musical theater, anti-folk, punk rock and leafy greens.
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