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Lost in Translation
04:25
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I don’t know what’s coming
I don’t know where I’ve been
A feeling all too common
For the shape that I’m in
Losing definition
Fraying at the seams
Rip into the fabric
To see what lies beneath
Rip into the fabric
Lost in translation
Speaking in tongues
Lost in translation
Speaking in tongues
Apprehensive
Don’t want to cause a scene
With idle conversations
Where our words don’t mean a thing
Inoffensive
Like talking in your sleep
If silence is golden
Then language must be cheap
Silence is golden
Lost in translation
Speaking in tongues
Lost in translation
Speaking in tongues
Stop
Believin’ what you see
Looks like listen closely
And my lies will set you free
Listen closely
Lost in translation
Speaking in tongues
Lost in translation
Speaking in tongues
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The Real Thing
03:20
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I’m flooded
Can’t breathe
Stuck in some reality
It’s like swimming
Upstream
Drowning in anxiety
Looking for the real thing
In all the wrong places
Looking for the real thing
I’m blinded
Can’t see
Visions right in front of me
Keep fading
Like dreams
Lost in perpetuity
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Perfect Strangers
03:13
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Must be looking for someone else
I don’t know what you see in me
Check back tomorrow
In case you haven’t gotten what you need
Perfect strangers
Passing time
Empty glances
Vacant signs
Perfect strangers
I’m a pest, I must confess
I drive away each opportunity
Hard act to follow
For someone waiting so impatiently
Perfect strangers
Passing time
Empty glances
Vacant signs
Perfect strangers
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Kickin' Around
04:40
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Nothing’s changed, I’ve been waiting
Killing time by turning pages
Isn’t it strange to contemplate it
And find yourself in the same old places
I can’t lie, can’t even fool myself
So I won’t try
I’m just kickin’ around
I’m just kickin’ around
Sit and I stare at my reflection
A face at ease is just misdirection
Restless but weary of where I’m going
I’d tell you the truth but I don’t know it
I can’t lie, can’t even fool myself
So I won’t try
I’m just kickin’ around
I’m just kickin’ around
Oh, isn’t it a shame
Find yourself walking the same old streets
Why is it so hard to change
Cause I’m the same mother fucker in the same fucking places
I’m just kickin’ around
I’m just kickin’ around
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I’ve got nothing left to say
Laying next to me, a million miles away
I won’t crawl across the floor
Like a little kid who always asks for more
It ain’t a miscommunication
I know what you’re talking about
It’s a consequence of fate
Whenever we arrive, we sit around and wait
And in this parlor game for two
We don’t play to win, we play not to lose
It ain’t a miscommunication
I know what you’re talking about
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In the Distance
03:58
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Speeding
Desolate highway, headlights pierce the night
Endless sky
Streaking
Objects in the mirror fade out of sight
Into the darkness spiked with lightning
When I find myself
In the distance
It’s for no one else
In the distance
Leave it in the dust
With all the broken trusts
Memories collecting rust
In the distance
Reeling
Tension headache pounds until it blinds
Gears are grinding
Free me
Loosen the clutch, you’re losing your touch this time
Where I was left ain’t where you will find me
When I find myself
In the distance
It’s for no one else
In the distance
Leave it in the dust
With all the broken trusts
Memories collecting rust
In the distance
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Heavy Silences
04:31
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The crowded masses wait
Whispered hush, anticipating
For things to coalesce
But I just want to separate
If all of life’s a stage
Enter left, and exit right away
I’ve nothing left to say
But everyone’s still waiting
I can’t stand it
Heavy silences
An actor past his prime
Empty words, abandoned lines
Stumbling across the scenes
Behind the curtains
But finally it seems
I’ve found some authenticity
Between reality and dreams
And I’m not sleeping
I hate to ask you for another
Just a line this time, direct me where I’m going
And if I dance another number
Would it be enough of a convincing performance
I can’t stand it
Heavy silences
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Cinematic Dreams
07:17
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I’ve seen this movie a thousand times
I’m not sure how it ends
I tend to awaken
Before the credits begin
The script keeps flipping, and I keep tripping
Over my lines again
My body plunges a thousand feet
When you look into the camera lens
Silhouette appearing
Shadows that remain in light
Cinematic dreams in black and white
I’m a creature of comfort
I’m a man of routine
You’re the willing accomplice for a
Restless heart at ease
The rug keeps getting pulled beneath me
From my own insecurities
I project onto you all I thought that I knew
From the specter of antiquity
Silhouette appearing
Shadows that remain in light
Cinematic dreams in black and white
They’re only moving pictures
Just figments from another time
Cinematic dreams impersonating life
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Vanishing Point
03:25
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A messenger approaches
In hopes of broaching one last time
Promises like embers in the fire
The smoke around your face
Shrouds the sadness in your eyes
An enigmatic face tells captivating lies
Fading
Into consciousness
I don’t want to be seen again
Cold realities experienced
Past feelings or common sense
As they vanish with the passing of your life
In my dreams you floated
Slowly fading out of sight
A lazy river took you into the horizon
The road from lust to love
Is littered with the ones exiled
Yet I stand here in denial
All your dreams are vanishing into another place
Your dreams are vanishing into another
Vanishing into another
Vanishing into another place
It’s where you’ll find me
I don’t want to be seen again
Cold realities experienced
Past feelings or common sense
As they vanish with the passing of your life
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We must be thinkin of the same thing but we’ll never tell
Lock it up and throw away the key ring, place it on the shelf
I can’t wait another day as easy as it seems
I can’t wait another day to say the things I mean
Just another miscommunication
Just another miscommunication
Maybe I’m a little too trusting, I’m an easy sell
I’ve been a sucker for the wrong things and it hurts like hell
I can’t wait another day to see me like you do
I can’t wait another day afraid to hear the truth
Just another miscommunication
Just another miscommunication
Speak to me with your eyes
Because the words don’t mean a fucking thing
Speak to me with your mind
Show me what you’re really thinking
I think we’ll be alright
I think we’ll be alright this time
I think we’ll be alright
I hope you’ll find it to forgive me if I’m moving fast
It’s like I’m driven by the same things lurking in the past
I can’t wait another day to put it out of view
I can’t wait another day, you gave me all the proof
Just another miscommunication
Just another miscommunication
Speak to me with your eyes
Because the words don’t mean a fucking thing
Speak to me with your mind
Show me what you’re really thinking
I think we’ll be alright
I think we’ll be alright this time
I think we’ll be alright
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Rock music for the Elegantly Wasted . . . from Champaign, IL
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