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Happy
03:55
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I was happy to find me
Like a loaded gun
When your backs against the wall
Like a friend you thought you’d lost
That you bumped in at the mall
Like the old dog from your dreams
Who comes running when you call
I was happy to find me
At the bottom
Raise my hands or ball a fist
At nights I wept, the time I wasted
Take no heart in all we've left
The line we cross to find instead
I know nobody wanted to save me
I got married and carried away
I learned last year that I had your number
But I couldn't call anyway
I know nobody wanted to save me
Same as how was your day
When the bus starts shaking
I still call out your name
As I saw him floating there
Standing still and holding silent
Should I shout decides the air
And pressure builds inside him
Til I’m letting it out
Take no heart in all we've left
The lines we cross for ourselves
I know nobody wanted to save me
I got married and carried away
I learned last year that I had your number
But I couldn't call anyway
I know nobody wanted to save me
Same as how was your day
When the bus starts shaking
I still call out your name
I know nobody wanted to save me
I got married and carried away
I learned last year that I had your number
But I couldn't call anyway
I know nobody wanted to save me
Same as how was your day
When the bus starts shaking
I still call out your name
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2. |
Rocket
03:43
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Here’s to hoping you’ll be fine
Here’s to hoping you’ll be better
Here’s a joke to pass the time
Now it’s mine to remember
I saw a can in the street
The brand you used to drink
And a ribbon that floats on the highway draft
The kind that held your back
Are you flying on a rocket
Do you float in outer space
Are you holding hands with jesus
Are you holding my face
Are you sailing through the heavens
Like a boat gone out to sea
How's the sunset where you’re standing
It's a little dark for me
Here’s to never holding back
Any love we should've had
Oh you bet I'd watch you and laugh
With your headphone set
And Joan Jett in stereo
Watch your lips move and your head nod
With a ziplocked iPod
While you skate above the lake
When the water’s glass
Are you flying on a rocket
Do you float in outer space
Are you holding hands with jesus
Are you holding my face
Are you sailing through the heavens
Like a boat gone out to sea
Hows the sunset where you’re standing
Its a little dark for me
Cheers to the long years we could've had
We had it longer than most
I would drive up the coast to see you
I'm back in that boat
Thinking of souls and having dreams
Where I'm in heaven
And I’ve been wonderin
Are you flying on a rocket
Do you float in outer space
Are you holding hands with jesus
Are you holding my face
Are you sailing through the heavens
Like a boat gone out to sea
Hows the sunset where you’re standing
Its a little dark for me
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Loretta
03:36
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Wasting time on the corner with Loretta
Breaking bread out of the bag
Crush it in our hands
Throw it out together
Less a stroll and more an amble
Walking stick across your shoulder
Tell the story of your mother shut your mouth
And what you learned from her example
Oh don't fear the end
When your story’s going over
When you’re staring at the edge
When your body’s moving forward
Outta mind, you can't find the notes or names
Try to hum it for a while
You can tell it’s not the same
What a catholic devotion
To gin and lime at noon
To sitting in the ocean
To laughing at the youth
Oh don't fear the end
When your story’s going over
When you’re staring at the edge
When your body’s moving forward
Oh don't fear the end
What you reach is bound to break
Let it roll into the open space
The final touch of rain
Names of your family
knowing how the story ends
Dog next to the TV
Garden of succulents
Falling so slowly
Out of elegance
Oh don't fear the end
When your story’s going over
When you’re staring at the edge
When your body’s moving forward
Oh don't fear the end
What you reach is bound to break
Let it roll into the open space
The final touch of rain
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4. |
Stimulants
03:15
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Everything or the back of my eyelids
Holding me awake
Supercharge my mind until I’m too tired
And fall into a dream
Where I’mm working out
Tryn’ to paint on paper mache
I still see all the news
Through the coats of white I lay
I can't rest on these stimulants
I’m taking everyday
I’m exhausted I’m embarrassed
I got friends out on the TV
And now I'm that guy in bars at night
Half-lidded, watching screens
Saying I remember when
You were just like me
Always filling time
Pouring out my friends a drink
Been thirsty for a while
Wait for someone to pass the cup to me
But the alcohol keeps me up at night
Thinking back to fifteen
When the future still looked bright
And I thought I could do anything
I can't rest on these stimulants
I’m taking everyday
I’m exhausted I’m embarrassed
I got friends out on the TV
And now I'm that guy in bars at night
Half-lidded, watching screens
Saying I remember when
You were just like me
Then you ask me how my day went
I say “busy” you just laugh
You say “nothing really changes”
I say “yeah it really has”
I can't rest on these stimulants
I’m taking everyday
I’m exhausted I’m embarrassed
I got friends out on the TV
And now I'm that guy in bars at night
Half-lidded, watching screens
Saying I remember when
You were just like me
You were just like me
You were just like me
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5. |
Drugs
03:31
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When I was young I saw you
In a lime green floral blouse
When I was young I called you
To come over to my house
You and me would fool around
I wasn’t scared at all
Now I can’t do drugs I’m scared
Of what I’d do impaired and how I’d hurt you afraid
Of all the lovely people in the way to touch
You know that I worry for the both of us
With no one else to save me in LA
Worst case getting caught
Hand up your shirt with the lights off
We would leave the TV on
Facing each other
Even though we’re not allowed
I thought it was worth it
Now I can’t do drugs I’m scared
Of what I’d do impaired and how I’d hurt you afraid
Of all the lovely people in the way to touch
You know that I worry for the both of us
With no one else to save me in LA
As we were simple in the way we play
Are you nervous and never have I
Bus back back scratch
Hot tub clasped hands
Top bunk has-beens
Now I can’t do drugs I’m scared
Of what I’d do impaired and how I’d hurt you afraid
Of all the lovely people in the way to touch
You know that I worry for the both of us
With no one else to save me in LA
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6. |
Tunnel
03:29
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7. |
Lake
03:49
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I had been drivin’, rain on the ground
Stop at your house
Where the window is down
And your smoke stickin’ out
Walk in the doorway, smells like a shower
Asleep on the couch with puddles around you
Everyone repeats a lovely sentiment to you
I would cut my hand, burn the land
And give it all to you
I watched you standing there
Staring into the lake
Wonderin’ what to say
The darkness calls into the open
Into the arms of the open ocean
Sinking down, forever lonely
Tell me a joke while I stoke up the fire
Bring me a towel to soak up the spill
The song that you wrote is sweet and inspired
The kind for a waltz or for holding, standing still
Everyone repeats a lovely sentiment to you
I would cut my hands, and burn the land
And give it all to you
I watched you standing there
Staring into the lake
Wonderin’ what to say
The darkness calls into the open
Into the arms of the open ocean
Sinking down, forever lonely
I saw the darkened sky
And the smell of ash and paint
Found no one inside
The tiny house in flame
Turn the corner and I called out your name
I look outside and see your distant frame
With water to the waist
I watched you standing there
Staring into the lake
Wonderin’ what to say
The darkness calls into the open
Into the arms of the open ocean
Sinking down, forever lonely
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8. |
Brother
04:00
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I called you back twice
Sounds like ten round’s a long fight
So I ask you what it feels like
Now you're staring at me blank in the eyes
Asking do I look hurt
And no I am not a burden
And I'll stick around if I have nothing going
And I know we have good times behind
But this could be a good time if you let me on the inside
It's a bit of a waste to find another
It's a bit of a waste to find another you like
How could you throw out your brother
Would you trade him while he runs for his life
And what else would you trade
When's the last time you saw her
Not a long time, but a long time for you
You say you'll be better soon
When I'm staring at you blank in the eyes
Asking do I look hurt
When I told you to be my burden
I’ll stick around no matter what I got going
And I know we have good times behind
But this could be a good time if you let me on the inside
It's a bit of a waste to find another
It's a bit of a waste to find another you like
How could you throw out your brother
Would you trade him while he runs for his life
And what else would you trade
It's a bit of a waste to find another
It's a bit of a waste to find another you like
How could you throw out your brother
Would you trade him while he runs for his life
And what else would you trade
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9. |
Sleep
03:53
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Longings in the night call for distant lullabies
There’s a sweetness in the air paired with songs we used to like
Words that come as clear as the sky in June
Relief that there’s so little to do
But oh how the good things pass away
In my mind, in my sleep
I am almost there I am holding underneath
A better time in a better place
When the window’s clear, and the shades are drawn
Then the picture fades away
Laughing in the waterlight, late into the autumn night
Hidden by the hedges, hanging clothes out on the fence to dry
Pencil diving nude
Relief that there’s so little to do
But oh how the good things pass away
Barely naked anywhere these days
But in a dream I called your name
In my mind, in my sleep
I am almost there I am holding underneath
A better time in a better place
When the window’s clear, and the shades are drawn
Then the picture fades
Then I'm awake
Waiting on the floor afraid
Flinch at sounds the outside makes
Listen for the door to crack
Watch you coming
In my mind, in my sleep
I am almost there i am holding underneath
A better time in a better place
With the windows clear, and the shades are drawn
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10. |
End
04:19
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And so it ends one last time
And so it ends one last time
As it began with your hand in mine
And with your eyes in the light
I want you to hold me
Like the last to know me
The last who will
Find me by my bedside
I want you to find me
On the other side
And ask to stay a while
And never say goodnight
And so it ends, there’s no poetry
And so it ends, there’s no poetry
It’s just a time and your memory
And a hope to hold inside
I want you to hold me
Like the last to know me
The last who will
Find me by my bedside
I want you to find me
On the other side
And ask to stay a while
And never say goodnight
And if I go before I wake
I know you’ll hold my hand
And I'll be dreaming of your face
And we’ll be there together
Someday soon forever
I want you to hold me
Like the last to know me
The last who will
Find me by my bedside
I want you to find me
On the other side
And ask to stay a while
And never say goodnight
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Conner Cherland Santa Barbara, California
It all started with a goal to become a good songwriter, which then became a terrible obsession, which later became something to enjoy. I hope you enjoy the first of (hopefully) many albums.
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