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Wasn't It Lovely
04:30
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Romance shot out of a cannon one summer
My muse swiftly drowned in the lake
Her death brought relief cause her birth was a bummer
Feels like I’m starting to break
Try as you might, you plead and you fight and cast away every stone
One big mistake, being plastic and fake, left without room to atone
Wasn’t it lovely
The time that we shared
Still pouring my soul out
Still nobody cares
Nobody cares
Catapult the dirt with love, tail gunner
Dredge up the bed where she lay
Buckling knees as you drive in the shovel
The water accelerates decay
And on through the night, you sing with delight, now a crowd crowds the shore in dismay
Crippling cold like a joke that’s grown old in room filled with nothing to say
Wasn’t it lovely
The time that we shared
Still pouring my soul out
Still nobody cares
Nobody cares
Resurrection seems to be shrouded with trouble
Unlikely to get a fair shake
Caked with disease and heart full of bubbles
Unsure how to prod her awake
A soft lullaby, without a reply, the melody crests with the waves
There is no machine, that can un-dream a dream or save the damned from their watery graves
Wasn’t it lovely
The time that we shared
Still pouring my soul out
Still nobody cares
Nobody cares
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Hollywood
02:46
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I’m what Hollywood wants to be
Fat and broke and happy
We all need a little bit of entropy
I’m living on the air in Cincinnati
The angle of my dangle is getting pretty steep
Hours to go before I sleep
Thinking just enough to think I’m deep
The ice is pretty thin
Little bitty cog in a dumb machine
Full of gum and Laffy Taffy
That shit always gets stuck in your teeth
Then lives forever in your belly
Spill a little milk then wash it away
Saving all my crying for a rainy day
My pet alligator keeps looking this way
Guess I’ll just leave him alone
I’m what Hollywood wants to be
Fat and broke and happy
Copping with a glut of anonymity
Fat and broke and happy
Fat and broke and happy
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Everything is trying to kill me
I admire its mysterious flare
Everything is trying to kill me
The evidence is noncontradictory
Everything is trying to kill me
There’s a weight to the wait we all share
Sayonara to my meat suit
Chicken soup for the soul
One last, big decision
The furnace or the hole
Everything is trying to kill me
It’s lurking there, everywhere, I go
Everything is trying to kill me
Methodically procuring my decay
A slip, busted hip, or a Russian sound beam
Somethings gonna get me someday
Use to think I’d live forever
How absurdly laissez faire
Nullified my insides
Just by sitting in a chair
Everything is trying to kill me
It’s lurking there, everywhere, I go
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I thought I loved the sun
Until it burned up everyone
I knew
Including you
I saw you coming from miles away
But it took a few minutes
At a steady pace
To prove
You’re incredibly rude
I wish I could
Go back in time
And ask if you felt
The slightest guilt
For what you’ve done
For the hand you dealt
Of all the planets in outer space
You spun our little ball
Then in a fit of rage
You blew
Nothing we could do
I always thought it might end like this
Two scorned lovers in a cosmic kiss
Unglued
By the painful truth
I wish I could
Go back in time
And ask if you felt
The slightest guilt
For what you’ve done
For the hand you dealt
I thought I loved the sun
Until it burned up everyone
I knew
Including you
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Moving
03:49
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Think I’ll pack my stuff and move to outer space
Where I can look down on everyone with contempt and disgrace
For the way we all fucked up such a beautiful place
With fire and uninformed opinions
I’ll try to find a house next to the beginning of time
Seems like a prime location to relax and unwind
That part of town where thoughts don’t even stop to cross your mind
I hope they have good Chinese food delivery
Oh you can all come visit whenever you feel so inclined
The neighborhood is full of things that might just blow your mind
I’ll take comfort in the fact I’m close to nothing at all
But sometimes when I’m bored I miss just walking through a mall
Eating food court cookies just outside the Big and Tall
Wondering if the stuff in there would fit me
If I ever get the courage I’ll probably leave without a trace
Spending eons at the coffee shop adjusting to the pace
They’re looking for live music but want a DJ just in case
The patrons don’t enjoy the way I’m singing
Well, I’m the only game in town for a few billions years
And the DJ didn’t show cause time fossilized his gear
Think I’ll pack my stuff and move to outer space
Where I can look down on everyone with contempt and disgrace
For the way we all fucked up such a beautiful place
With fire and uninformed opinions
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In the daylight
Or the nighttime
I find myself living with a singular
State of mind
I feel well
But I can’t get it right
I know there’s other fish in the sea
But I’ve tangled up my line
Please forgive me for loving you
Cause that’s all I can ever seem to do
Please forgive me for loving you
If I could only tell you how I feel
I know this love could be real
Unexpectedly
I catch your eye
I just want to sit beside you
And then hold you for the rest of my life
It’s hard to breathe
In the wake of your beauty
I quickly turn away
While another chance is passing me by
Please forgive me for loving you
No matter how hard I try there’s nothing I can do
Please forgive me for loving you
If I could only tell you how I feel
I know this love could be real
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Borrow
04:11
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Junk drawer full of rubber bands
Hieroglyphs in comic sans
Organize competing plans
Watch them walk away
Summer salt and twilight twists
Transistor hearts causing fits
Phil is somewhere in the pits
Dancing away the rain
Can I borrow some color
Can I borrow some grace
Can I repeat this year
And this time and this place
When yesterday opened up
Around 5am
Remember reading the chyron
Before the panic settled in
Before the panic settled in
Speculators are speculating
Another reboot in the making
Electronically gesticulating
Drawing in your eyes
Needle-nosed in woolen steel
Do you feel what I feel
Crumbled concrete curb appeal
Another star is cracked and breaking
Chorus
Old cars up on butcher blocks
Dogs in strollers on their walks
Mouths don’t move when someone talks
So the words just fade away
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8. |
Don't Mind Getting Old
05:05
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Everything’s moving in two separate directions
At a rapidly increasing rate of speed
Toiling all the time to make a lifelike reflection
From the places I’ve been and the things that I’ve seen
Youth can’t be deterred by introspection
Spent a long time walking in the rain
I’ll settle for my best without objections
Everyday reminders that love replaces pain
I don’t want to grow up
But I don’t mind getting old
Avoid the traps that make sure we’re divided
The words keep getting smaller on the page
Anger only leaves a heart misguided
Try to break the lock before they lock the cage
I found out time is an elaborate illusion
A slight of hand we never get to see
Every story writes its own conclusion
Everything’s ok when you’re with me
I don’t want to grow up
But I don’t mind getting old
I don’t want to grow up
But I don’t mind getting old
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Roots
03:53
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I’ve got roots that are breaking
I’ve been away too long
I missed the moments worth saving
While I was as reaching for the sun
I caught the warmth for a minute
On a good day maybe two
Through the heat and the rain
The joy and the pain
I’m just trying to make it back to you
This smile that I’m faking
Will stick this way before long
For all the effort I’m making
Nothing seems to be paying off
I guess that life is a gimmick
I suspect you think that, too
While it might seem insane
If there’s nothing to gain
Then there’s less that you have left to lose
Sitting here and I’m thinking
Unsure where I belong
Staring ahead without blinking
While my mind spins just like a top
Every lifetime is different
Held together with cosmic glue
If the light can get in
Then again and again
We’ll find a way to make it through
I’ve got roots that are breaking
I’ve been away too long
I missed the moments worth saving
While I was as reaching for the sun
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I suppose I could work here as long as I like
Retire when it’s my time
Ride out my days in this air conditioned maze
Surrounded by people I don’t know and don’t like
Or I could update my profile on LinkedIn
Maybe try to find something brand new
But I hate so much
Just keeping in touch
I’d rather lay face down in a pool
Cause I don’t want to network
With you or anyone else
I despise the professional climb
I don’t want to network
With you or anyone else
What a monstrous waste of everyone’s time
On a boat near the shores of the Ganges
It’s not bar-b-que that you smell
It’s the poor, tired souls from managerial roles
In hierarchical versions of hell
Keep punching the clock as it punches me back
Can’t tell who’s winning the fight
I’m afraid my last day is still light years away
I’d love to clean off my desk and call it a night
Maybe I should rewrite my resume
Throw my old hat in the ring
But I can’t find the strength
To give a shit what you think
I should just quit for the sheer joy it would bring
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Made fun of the guy with the “end is near” sign
He never tried to flip it up and catch it
It would’ve bolstered his case, if he’d spun it with grace
The message might have been more effective
One bucket for all of your eggs
A human race on shaky, old legs
An eclipse of the sun was exciting and fun
Science with cheap, specialty glasses
Just a few years before, sacrificial D’or
A bunch of people expunged for the masses
Hand towels didn’t ever get dry
Montezuma loved to get high
The sharpest of scholars couldn’t make any sense
Of the past, the future or the present tense
These three ghosts always haunted us the most
It was senseless to be afraid
Cause everything, yes everything floats away
Hurry up and we wait, with too much on our plate
Always too late or too soon
The key to the riddle is somewhere in the middle
The cow jumped over the moon
Bessie only had one idea
To get far, far away from here
Hurling towards earth, giving all it was worth
No one was home to accept it
Twinkie’s, canned beans and breathing machines
Were the last of our useless defenses
Mocking birds mimicked alarms
The last box of unlucky charms
The sharpest of scholars couldn’t make any sense
Of the past, the future or the present tense
These three ghosts always haunted us the most
It was senseless to be afraid
Cause everything, yes everything floats away
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12. |
I'll Feel Alright
04:22
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Humbled by the heartache in the heaviest times
And these are the times we live in
Skipping through the fire on the firing line
The ground might just be sinking
I know you
And you know me
This ain't the way it's supposed to be
Try to hold it all together while there's still time
It's the same if you're a stranger or a friend of mine
I don't know which way to turn
Seems like everything's about to burn
But I'll be there to walk you through the flames
How come everybody wants to start a fight
Sanity is subtle if your angle's right
If I can bring my conscience to a greater height
I'll feel alright
I'll feel alright
When you turn on the news you better hold on tight
They'll be something worse tomorrow night
Someday if I'm lucky I might see the light
And I'll feel alright
I'll feel alright
I'll feel alright
I see the signs but I don't want to anymore
Greed's a little too well lived in
Can't find any comfort from the wolves at your door
I think they're coming in through the basement
I know you
And you know me
This ain't the way we used to be
They're commodifying lies to try to keep us asleep
It's hard to see the water when we're in so deep
I don't know which way to turn
Seems like everything's about to burn
But I'll be there to walk you through the flames
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13. |
Go Home
02:48
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When the party’s almost over
Go home
No one likes a loafer
Go home
Ain’t no use in hanging round
When everything is winding down
When the party’s almost over
Go home
Please girl stop your crying
Go home
Of course your boyfriend’s lying
Please go home
Sometimes love ain’t meant to be
For the love of god will you just leave
Of course your boyfriend’s lying
Go home
Are you stuck to the flooring?
Go home
I gotta get up in the morning
Go home
Can’t be late for work again
Or I won’t have a place to live
Gotta get up in the morning
Go home
When the party’s almost over
Go home
No one likes a loafer
Go home
Ain’t no use in hanging round
When everything is winding down
When the party’s almost over
Go home
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Josh Preston Nashville, Tennessee
It was a submersion in Music City’s stylistic stew of rock, funk, blues and Americana that transformed Josh Preston’s live performance and personalized his approach to songwriting. Whether playing with only his electric guitar or with his band, Josh provides audiences with an energetic interpretation of his well-crafted, humorous and heartfelt songs. ... more
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