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Butterflies
03:20
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You make me feel like I could die, die
By the end of the night
And it would be alright
You make me feel fine, so fine
So wonderfully free
For the first time
I'm hanging onto butterflies
Your voice makes up the soundtrack of my dreams
The things that I have seen
Accompanied by beauty in its purest form, and
I can't help but to avert my eyes
Sometimes, when you're with me
And still, you're all I see in those moments, and I
I want you to know that you're the one
I want you to know that you
You make me feel like I could die, die
By the end of the night
And it would be alright
You make me feel fine, so fine
So wonderfully sane
For the first time
I'm hanging onto butterflies
'Til I met you I never blushed, no crush
Could make me quite as nervous
As you do, it's true
And you're the one whose face I want
To see when I wake up
And before I fall asleep at night, and I
I want you to know that you're the one
I want you to know that you
You make me feel like I could die, die
By the end of the night
And it would be alright
You make me feel fine, so fine
So wonderfully sane
For the first time
I'm hanging onto butterflies
When all I see if dark, you're the candle to my eyes
When everything I need's out of sight
You make me feel like I could die, die
By the end of the night
And it would be alright
You make me feel fine, so fine
So wonderfully sane
For the first time
I'm hanging on to butterflies
You make me feel like I could die, die
By the end of the night
And it would be alright
You make me feel fine, so fine
So wonderfully free
For the first time
I'm hanging on to butterflies
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2. |
Beautiful Mess
02:49
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I swear on my grave,
I'll never be used to this,
To saying something to a mirror, not a wall
To looking deep for a while
Into her eyes, at her smile,
And feeling barriers from before as they fall
Special's overrated,
I would say to myself,
Shoving plastic in the hole in my chest
The surgeon's in town,
And she's ripped it all out,
And now it's patched up, what a beautiful mess
The darkness would call,
And I'd give up on escape,
And I would lie in bed and let myself drown
But now it's been silenced
For at least a while,
And my fears have all been drowned out
I know where I'll be hiding
When the fire is highest
In plain sight, so she sees me right away
The future is bright sometimes,
But now's a bit brighter,
So for now I'll try and think of today
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3. |
Carrying Us
04:18
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Sometimes our tongues get tied when we're speaking
Sometimes we can't find the words that we're seeking
And sometimes we say things we don't mean, it's common
So I'm taking back what I said when we were peaking
I don't want you around forever,
I'm tired of the weight of us together,
I'm carrying us,
Carrying us,
I'm carrying us
Talking is pointless when effort's one-sided,
And dialogue happens just when you're excited,
And sometimes we're tired, I get it, it's common,
But you're more than tired, you're getting in my head
I don't want you around forever,
I'm tired of the weight of us together,
I'm carrying us,
Carrying us,
I'm carrying us
The things that you never say speak volumes,
At this point I'm scared to even call you,
You're burying us,
Burying us,
I'm carrying us
I don't want you around forever,
I'm tired of the weight of us together,
I'm carrying us,
Carrying us,
I'm carrying us
The things that you never say speak volumes,
At this point I'm scared to even call you,
You're burying us,
Burying us,
I'm carrying us
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4. |
The Wall Kids
00:57
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5. |
Tomorrow
04:57
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6. |
I'll Be New
03:13
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Love, I'm feeling stuck
Between my duties and my wants
I guess that's love
I can't pretend, I can't pretend
I'm too much a man
To make good with what I'm left
Lies unjustified
And trust withheld, immoral theft
Love, I'm feeling trapped
I'm feeling chained, I'm feeling blue
Cut down my pride
Leave me blind, I'll be new for you
I sneak inside
Every tip-toe screaming tones
I creep to my home
And find the arms of love I know
I break the facade
Tear a hole, reveal the truth
Space and time
Will never heal, they never do
Love, I'm feeling trapped
I'm feeling chained, I'm feeling blue
Cut down my pride
Leave me blind, I'll be new for you
Now you're armed
Manipulate; selective memory
Put down the gun
Honey, don't shoot, don't you shoot at me
Love, I'm feeling trapped
I'm feeling chained, I'm feeling blue
Cut down my pride
Leave me blind, I'll be new
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7. |
Invisible Hands
07:00
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Invisible hands, invisible feet
Hacking at strings where two lives meet
I'll be found thrashing my arms in the air
But I can't really grasp what was never there
They're very convincing; the dark feels just right
And I draw ever close to the wrong kind of light
A voice to tame demons, to silence the night
Is calling my name, but the dark feels right
And oh, I've said too much
I've torn down the boards on the walls that were never there
I'd hate to see you run
But I wouldn't blame you if you wanted out of here
Sometimes I don't know whose fault it is
The error looks better on my sleeve than his
A smile from the eyes to cool the burn
A sigh of regret to make it return
And oh, I've said too much
I've torn down the boards on the walls that were never there
I'd hate to see you run
But I wouldn't blame you if you wanted out of here
Sometimes I don't know whose fault it is
The error looks better on my sleeve than his
I already know whose fault it is
The error's more truthful on my sleeve than his
And oh, I've said too much
I've torn down the boards on the walls that were never there
I'd hate to see you run
But I wouldn't blame you if you wanted out of here
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8. |
The Mirror
00:25
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9. |
Laugh
04:18
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10. |
Drown
04:12
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Hello, how are you?
I’m traveling again
I’ve found my way back to you
And I think I need a friend
I don’t think I’ll be too long
Or too much of a burden
But I know you can’t refuse, yes,
I know you can’t refuse
I’ll make myself at home, thanks,
I’ll be a proper guest
You need not move a muscle
I leave you no request
The lack thereof may daunt you,
May cause you to believe
I’m not here to help you, and
I may be what I seem
Cry out to your lovers
Cry out to your Lord
Cry out to your friends, now;
They won’t hear a word
You and I, we’ll wear on,
We’ll grind each other down,
And one of us will surface,
And one of us will drown
And every time you drown me,
I’ll come back, good as new.
There are many more of me
and only one of you
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11. |
Decay
01:33
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12. |
Alphabet
02:30
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If I could rearrange the alphabet,
I wouldn't 'cause it wouldn't make much sense,
And if we brought the moon much further down,
The tides would kill us all without a doubt
You know I don't love you,
And I know I don't want to,
The coward skirts around it in the end.
Let's not keep pretending to be... (1 2 3 4!)
I found myself a more-than-friend it's true,
She makes me feel more yellow when I'm blue
She loves 110% of me,
It's so much more to feel when you feel free
You know I don't love you,
And I know I don't want to,
The coward skirts around it in the end.
Let's not keep pretending to be... (1 2 3 4!)
You know I don't love you,
And I know I don't want to,
The coward skirts around it in the end.
Let's not keep pretending to be friends
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13. |
Survive
00:56
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fourth interlude
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14. |
Prom
01:17
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Lately I've been feeling
This certain kind of feeling
A way that I could never overstate
And the wonderful way I feel
Is all a consequence of yours,
You're the only kind of game I want to play
So let me take a minute
Just to let you know a secret,
One that lately I've been wearing on my sleeve
It sounds a little sappy
But your presence makes me happy
And you're always everything that I need
I'm glad I got to know you
And I'm glad we went well,
'Cause I'm such a better person since we have
I'm sorry for the rambling,
But I really need to tell you
That I love you and I like the way you laugh
Now picture you and me
Just strolling through the doors
Arms locked together like we're in a song,
And you in a dress,
Next to you I'd be a mess,
Audrey, will you go with me to prom?
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Logan Romberger Charlottesville, Virginia
singer-songwriter and UVA student
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