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Leaving
04:28
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You are always leaving
You are always coming back
I have gotten used to grieving
And laying out the welcome mat
You always make excuses
You are always making sense
My arguments are useless
They won't pull you off the fence
And onto my side
Into my arms
Come onto my side
Into my arms
Your words, they do reject me
But your eyes tell me you're mine
Stop fixing to protect me
'Cause you know I won't stop trying
To pull you onto my side
Into my arms
Come onto my side
Into my arms
You never made an offer
I know I wore you down
I saw you getting softer
And I took the chance I found
To pull you onto my side
Into my arms
Come onto my side
Into my arms
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2. |
It Can't Be Done
04:40
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It can't be done
Though some have tried
To beat the odds, to turn the tide
I know you thought you were the one
But it can't be done
It can't be had
This promised land
You can't keep everything that falls into your hand
You walked for forty years
Well, that's too bad
It can't be had
The bright side says you're lucky you survived
But it seems joy is in the journey that's arrived
And if you knew you'd lose the race
Would you still run?
Would you still run?
It can't be won
I wish I'd known
I was okay living my days out on my own
Well, that's a lie, but this is truer than the sun
It can't be won
So let's just call this mess another lesson learned
There's no reaping, there's no keeping what we've earned
And if I knew I'd have to leave
Why did I come?
Why did I come?
It can't be done
Though I have tried
To beat the odds, to turn the tide
I guess I thought I was the one
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3. |
You Missed It All
05:05
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Set the record straight
Lay down your arms to fate
Admit that I was wrong
So we can both move on
I'm sorry I was late
I was hoping you would wait
While I tried to make it right
Promised that I might
But you could not bear to see me fall
You were there but you missed it all
Sign the dotted line
Erase the wasted time
The stolen days you see
They were not lost on me
Read to me the ancient verse
Can't say you said it first
Take your pick and pick a side
Or darling, let it slide
But you could not bear to see me fall
You were there but you missed it all
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4. |
Meet Me Here
03:25
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Meet me here
My body is tired and weary
I'm in such a sorry state
Is that alright?
Meet me here
You're stronger than me, I fear
And it's a little too far to get where you are
So please meet me here
Meet me here
I long for you so sincerely
Come and grace this broken place
I won't put up a fight
Meet me here
You're all that I hold dear
But it's a little too far to get where you are
Please meet me here
Meet me here
I'm not at my end, but nearly
It's been dark for far too long
Can I sit in your light?
Meet me here
I am all out of tears
And it's a little too far to get where you are
So please meet me here
It's a little too far to get where you are
Please meet me here
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5. |
Bring You Down
03:18
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If it's fragile, how come it never breaks?
I must think you're double-jointed at the waist
Bend over backwards
I know your back hurts
On account of me
Light a match, fan the flame and watch it burn
Why does everybody here look so concerned?
Fear the fury
You are so worried
On account of me
I will keep my mouth shut
So you don't get your back up
You can keep your arms crossed
Watching for the lost
And that I don't bring you down
If it's over, why are we keeping on?
I know I'm the one that made it all go wrong
But you say you're sorry
And wait in purgatory
On behalf of me
I've been thinking, but not as much as you
Can your conviction convince me to be true?
Figure I'm not learning
So you bear the burden
On behalf of me
I will keep my mouth shut
So you don't get your back up
You can keep your arms crossed
Praying for the lost
And that I don't bring you down
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6. |
Three
04:11
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Three knocks on your door aren't loud enough
Three rings on your phone mean that you're not home
Three days apart from me
Three times before the rooster crows
Three words from my mouth don't mean enough
Three people here, yet I'm sure I'm still alone
Three times I spoke and three times
You remained silent as a stone
Add it up, count the ways
Can you love enough to make me stay?
I am weary of this crowd
How many strikes on you before I call it out?
I call it out
One day you won't lay yourself down for me
One day you'll leave and I will try to get you back
One day you won't spend all this love on me
What will I make of that?
Add it up, count the ways
Can I love enough to make you stay?
I am weary of this crowd
How many strikes on me before you call it out?
You call it out
Three knocks on your door aren't loud enough
Three rings on your phone mean that you're not home
Three days apart from me
Three times before the rooster crows
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7. |
Fair-weather Friend
03:31
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A small smile
A small smile and humour
A short while
A short while and few words
A soft touch
You softly touch my body
It's not much
It's not much but it unlocks me
Candle wax and thinnest glass
Can't rival your charms
Turn your gaze
Turn your gaze, you tease me
Your gentle ways
You know your gentle ways appease me
Give me pride
Give me pride, I'll trade love
My guard dies
My guard dies 'cause all it's made of is
Candle wax and thinnest glass
Can't rival your charms
I melt and crack and find I'm running back to your arms
Fair-weather friend
Such a fair-weather friend
I've been to you
But in the end
You know that in the end
I'll always be your fool
Candle wax and thinnest glass
Can't rival your charms
I melt and crack and find I'm running back to your arms
Candle wax and thinnest glass
Can't rival your charms
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8. |
Made of Bones
04:09
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Turn off all the lights
See that you're burning
Lay yourself down on dry, red earth
Feel that it's turning
Listen to the night
And the song that it's playing
Watch as death gives birth
And opens its mouth
It's saying,
"Come and make your home
In a building made of bones.
I will not be owned by you."
Plant a hopeful seed
In the Garden of Eden
Now you're right with God
But your hands are bleedin'
Though you have all you need
Your empire is falling
Seems the plan is flawed
Still you can hear her calling,
"Come and make your home
Out of gold and precious stones.
I will not be owned by you."
Blessed and ravaged
Saint and savage
Help and haunt her
Martyr, monster
Turn off all the lights
See that you're burning
Lay yourself down on dry, red earth
Feel that it's turning
Listen to the night
And the song that it's playing
Watch as death gives birth
And opens its mouth
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9. |
Casualty
06:00
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Rain, fall
Pound on, pour down
In your reckless tears
The streets will shine with new renown
Fire, burn
Ignite, consume
At your hungry flame
Eyes will fix on you
And if you have an affect on me
In your anger or your love
I'll be the blessed or the casualty
If I feel you, that's enough
Storm, rage
Unleash, deal out
At your livid winds
The proudest walls will bow
And if you have an affect on me
In your anger or your love
I'll be the blessed or the casualty
If I feel you, that's enough
If I feel you, that's enough
Heart, ache
For all you miss
'Cause you were made for love
And love is made of this
And if he has an affect on you
If he warms your coldest blood
Though you're broken, life is flowing through
If you feel him, that's enough
And if you have an affect on me
In your anger or your love
I'll be the blessed or the casualty
If I feel you, that's enough
If I feel you, that's enough
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