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Little House
03:52
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Little House
My old man can’t sleep
I hear him in the nighttime, counting silhouettes of sheep
Little breaths spat out his thinning mouth
Trapped in the four walls of this house
It's a wonder I'm still here
Spent my summers running through the green
Away from fear
I'd lean against my friends and laugh and shout,
"One day I'm gonna run away from that house,
One day I'm gonna run away from that house."
Get me out of this place, get me out of this town
Never knew once I left how my heart would come lurking Back around
The light swings through the trees
My mother's on the tile, pants rolled up to her knees
Painting in the kitchen, shaking her sweat out
She drew her life inside this house
In wintertime, the sun rose low
I'd follow my brother and lay down on the grey snow
Staring at the sky turning white with doubt
And burying our little house
"One day I'm gonna run away from that house."
Get me out of this place, get me out of this town
Never knew once I left it would make such a sad sound
Out of this place, get me out of this town
Never knew once I left how my heart would come lurking Back around
Where I live now it's always warm
We got water droughts and we got windstorms
But in the night when there's no light to be proud
Lord, do I miss that little house
Lord, do I miss that little house.
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Nothing Left
04:08
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You never held up your end of the bargain
Coming to my house and reading my magazines
You never pretended, no, you weren’t even trying
Just smacking your lips and flipping through Seventeen
Everyone said you were a loose cannon
But I laughed them all away
I was punching that girl in school for kissing your boyfriend
Saying the things I always wanted to say
But there is nothing left in your eyes
And I would never go back to the place where I didn’t realize
Remember that night when we left the party
And you scraped your knuckles down on the cement
And when I stared you down you just did it harder
‘Til your flesh was bleeding and your skin was bent
But there is nothing left in your eyes
And I would never go back to the place where I didn’t realize
And at some point I just had to turn around and go back inside.
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Better That Way
03:05
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Gone on our backs
Through the grassy meadow golf course
And that was enough to make us laugh and laugh
Like we always did
Gone in the air
Out of breath and leaves in our hair
Took it out on whoever was there
Whatever poor kid
Oh, the things we didn’t know
Gone in the heat,
We hike our skirts up over our knees
Bare legs in 100 degrees
On a riotous night
Lost in the mess
An open mouth to cry or confess
Too young to know the truth of this
But too drunk to try and fight
Oh, the things we didn’t know
And it was so much better that way
Much better that way
Better that way.
And it was so much better that way
Much better, and ten years later I won’t remember
I’ll try my hardest but there forever
The voices they will stay
And it is so much better that way.
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Sleeping Porch
03:52
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On the sleeping porch, you buzzed against the screen
I don't remember fear so much as urgency
The need to get up and go home
Instead of spending the whole night alone
With your shadow stretching across the carpet floor
And your voice echoing from a time before
Across a row of snoring girls
Dipping down and touching all the heads of messy curls
Saying, "Come on and stick it out, this will be worth it, there's a world out here if you could just unearth it."
Oh, there it goes
He'll say my heart is cold, he'll say my soul is closed
And then there's three of us, huddled in corners of our rooms
Beer in brown bottles and parties overcast with gloom
They swallowed me up 'til I drowned
The sweetness was weighing me down
And you hurt but you would soon regret
And I didn't understand yet
Oh, there it goes
He'll say my heart is cold, he'll say my soul is closed
Am I supposed to grow up?
I sweat through nights and swell up, I swell up
And no one here can make their minds up
Oh, there it goes
He'll say my heart is cold, he'll say my soul is closed
Oh, there it goes
He'll never really know,
He will only suppose.
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