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Corn Moth
02:34
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Don't think I've been against this from the start
Or that I'll ever have the means to not like you
I'm just trying to convince you there's more space
Between survival and perfection than you think
Passing time is hard; it's the only thing I want to keep
But at the same time I can't wait to pick blueberries in Tulsa
And I think it's easier to learn French in the summer
When I am likely to forget what I mean
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Granite, MD
01:24
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I wanna sleep next to you
Under the swamp moss
That hangs from your ceiling
You'd dream of a giant fountain
From which we are
Spilling in a great wave
When we finally settle and rearrange
I am a shadow cast by the trees,
In a tidal flat filled with blinking lights
I crept behind the curtains, and
I found the spot where I was born
In a cove, filed away behind the beach
We have no truth to pull from as
Fact turns hollow in the sun's gold maidenhood
Our lives are not so different anymore
But instead, wide awake,
As your distancing takes shape in my brain,
I find madness in waiting for a flicker of indecision
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Water Teeth
01:46
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Willow tree still waved like a good friend
And the corn stalks lined up to kiss you goodbye
Pollen floating downstream
Catching on rocks like water teeth
I am being kinder
Sunflower field full of honeybees
Falling asleep in the back seat
I am so happy that you are here
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Friend From Home Seattle, Washington
Matt and Isabelle wrote these songs with super-producer Quinky Jones.
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