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Ants in Brisbane
03:44
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I'm awake
You're asleep
This is the first day of my life
Golden hour
Winter showers
The end and the beginning
And I suppose
The cons and pros
May one day lose balance
But until then
They steal again
And prove how smart they are
The consequences of your actions
Shouldn't bring this much satisfaction
But you don't care, you never cared
So the whole ship goes down
You don't care, you never care
Now we're all gonna drown
Aussie cantor
Surfing Santa
Funny looks from locals
Takoyaki
Getting sloppy
Your SOs don't know
Infected knees behind blue jeans
Behind you in line
Ants in Brisbane
Men and women
Foot meet mouth
The consequences of your actions
Shouldn't bring this much satisfaction
But you don't care, you never cared
So the whole ship goes down
You don't care, you never care
Now we're all gonna drown
The consequences of your actions
Shouldn't bring this much satisfaction
But you don't care, you never cared
So the whole ship goes down
You don't care, you never care
Now we're all gonna drown
I'm awake
You're asleep
This is the first day of my life
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2. |
Wallflower
03:28
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I am a wallflower
You are too
Both of us waiting with baited breath
To see what the other will do
I am a wallflower
Sitting at a screen
We kept saying we’d meet one day
But what did we really mean?
I’ve been to faraway places
I’ve been down the deepest of holes
I’ve seen the acropolis waiting
For the drunk and foolish and bold
I’ve listened to rapids running over
I’ve seen the same stuff still as dew
We may be surrounded by wonders
But nothing in this world
Makes me wonder like you
I am a wallflower
Watching you bloom
We were teens with a tendency
For see you soon
I am a wallflower
Waiting for shears
The wedding, the children, the living room
It started here
I’ve been to faraway places
I’ve been down the deepest of holes
I’ve seen the acropolis waiting
For the drunk and foolish and bold
I’ve listened to rapids running over
I’ve seen the same stuff still as dew
We may be surrounded by wonders
But nothing in this world
Makes me wonder like you
Makes me wonder like you...
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3. |
Modern Romance
03:44
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She found the hotel floor
Like she'd been a thousand times before
Like she lives in North Dakota but she visits Minnesota sometimes
Dropped her wallet on the glass top desk
Cash will always be the best
It's warmer than it was but summer takes awhile up here
And it's two, or three
If you're counting her memory
And a man forgot
Her husband's got a habit but he thinks she'll hit the spot
So go on new age
Modern romance is a living wage
It's a quiet referendum to erase the corrigendum we made
Why love like a health class lie?
Affection can be monetized
Sure it could be over-correction but that section of the crowd's gone wild
After a little while
He thinks about that lobby smile
What does she know?
And it's two, or more
Who is she fucking for?
Knees deep, content
So much for running for President
So go on new age
Modern romance is a living wage
It's a quiet referendum to erase the corrigendum we made
Why love like a health class lie?
Affection can be monetized
Sure it could be over-correction but that section of the crowd's gone wild
They're going wild
They're going wild
Doesn't that make you smile?
Do what you want with your time
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4. |
Coffee Waltz II
03:10
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This was the place where we avoided the talk
We should have been have for two to four years
Where I bought you coffee
And you bought me time
And I hesitated on my end of the line
I drew on the white, I buttoned up tight
I joked about titles of books, I don't know
You clawed at your cup, and with time running up
I thanked you for coming out on the town with me
This was the place in the Baltimore woods
On a cliff with graffiti all over the ground
There's broken glass bottles and cigarette butts
And memories of evenings avoiding the cops
They shivered and shook, they gave and they took
They mocked the white supremacist's house down the road
They sang and they danced, they prowled and they pranced
They kept one another from going over and down
This was the place where we once played a game
Of letters and numbers and colors and shapes
And you were so pretty and vulgar, but kind
And I hesitated on my end of the line
I fell into fog, looked over the side
I witnessed a life that would never be mine
Considered the facts, the matter at hand
Nothing so good could ever be planned
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Jacob Derwin New York
Jacob Derwin is a Brooklyn-based songwriter often compared to Harry Chapin, Frightened Rabbit and the Mountain Goats. His debut LP is set for release in June of 2022.
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