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Yearlong Autumn
04:51
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I'm a creature of habit, I can't turn away
From the nevers that are offered to me
I'm a hopeless romantic, in love with the hopeless
I'm a hypocrite trying to break free
But I'll attest to the happiness crawling
Between the fallen leaves
And I'll admit, I'm a sucker for the breaks
That at times, I do receive
'Cause everyone I know loves the summer
But don't call me crazy when I say
That with each passing season, I'm quietly
Hoping that a yearlong autumn comes my way
Yearlong autumn, come my way
Well I don't know how long I can stand to get burned
By these torches I carry all day
Ah, but who am I kidding? I might not be on fire anyway
It's so damn hard to see with my head in the clouds
It's so damn hard to hear with my conscience ringing loud
Especially when I am still yearning for September winds
Chorus
Strange, how patterns define my beliefs
When I'm entering uncharted zones
Strange, how patterns don't give no relief
Growing pains still affecting my bones
Even now when they say that I'm grown
I'm a creature of habit, you know my objective
Is to rule all ground that I roam
Maybe one September, I'll look up and whisper
"Is the sky so beautiful back home?"
Is the sky so beautiful back home?
Chorus
Yearlong autumn, come my way
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Good Week
03:56
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He was somewhere in the backwoods of northern Maine
In a cold, cold sweat that he couldn't explain
She was riding shotgun all the way
Wincing every time she heard him say
"I'm okay, I'm just devolving"
What good could her silence really do?
She said, "You could ride a feeling a thousand times
But you best be sure there's a reason and rhyme
And if you don't allow it to pass away
Every now and then, you'll never escape"
There, he stretched his eyes wide open
For a moment, found himself unbroken
It was a good week lost in the shuffle
Of a constant hurricane
It was a good week, but don't forget
The switch flips back, the road bends back into black
He never understands when the raindrops say
"Assume it's sunny on another day"
He knows you can't be sure of what you can't control
The weather map runs him into his hole
She digs him up, dusts off his jacket
Lets him know there ain't no use to track it
Chorus
She said, "You could ride a feeling a thousand times
But you best be sure there's a reason and rhyme
And if you don't allow it to pass away
Every now and then, you'll never escape"
There, he stretched his eyes wide open
For a moment, found himself unbroken
Chorus x2
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Fussing with my sheets, I'll fight the dark again
Clinging to the pillows and the curtains
But when the darkness dives and tries to claim the win
I know at least a few things remain certain
Because a drum can't make a noise if it's been broken
A house can't be a home for everyone
A burning man can't drown his flame wherever
And I can't feel this way forever
Well hey, if you insist, I'll scratch the thinking post
It seems to be that itching time of evening
To ponder the effects of replies I never sent
Eventually it won't be so deceiving
Chorus
And now the light sneaks through the shade
I played the helpless card 'til my pack was torn and frayed
So now I need a brand new game
One that I can stand to play
And might assure you all to stay
So if the sinners try to deprive you of your grace
Fight like you did before to restore your hard earned place
And if you need some truth, I won't wear no disguise
'Cause I have been afraid of the hope that's in my eyes
Chorus
I can't feel this way forever
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4. |
Lights Out
03:36
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Lights out! Find your way in the dark
And you'll know when you've hit your mark
They'll all praise you and call you a king
When you don't rule over anything
But join in! Talk it up, break it down
You don't know who could be around
They might make you and give you a push
But you're gonna stumble into me
And I'll have what you need
But you better believe, if you're coming around
Then I'll put it all down
In a well on the outskirts of town
Lights out! Was it all in your head?
Do you choose not to remember it?
It might break you to know you were fooled
So you're gonna try and keep your cool
And jump in, landing back on your feet
Trying hard to reclaim the streets
They might take you, or might trip you up
And you're gonna stumble into me
Chorus
Lights out...
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5. |
Bessie James
05:32
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She loves song with every breath of her existence
And she knows that there ain't no use in resistance
And she tells everyone who sees her that they'll never be the same
That no one in the land sings like Bessie James
No one in the land sings like Bessie James
No one in the land sings like Bessie James
You can rest assured that you won't forget her name
That no one in the land sings like Bessie James
Mac and Frankie took the first train out to Kansas
Mac said, "Frank, let's try to take what cruel life hands us"
So they shelled out every dime in the dampest local bar
And the singer on the stage stole my brothers' hearts
No one in the land sings like Bessie James
No one in the land sings like Bessie James
She and Mac met eyes and they both went up in flames
And no one in the land sings like Bessie James
Though they swam in clouds of positive reaction
Frankie found the lovers to be a distraction
Oh, and Mac tried hard to disregard his brother's pain
While the whiskey dinner flowed through his weary veins
So Frankie took the long road, Mac stayed there in town
And they both were set on bringing the other one right down
Frankie kept on saying, "Oh, I'll be a star
If I'm the best in the whole damn land at this old guitar"
But no one in the land sings like Bessie James
No one in the land sings like Bessie James
Frank and Mac dissolved and bemoaned what they became
For no one in the land sings like Bessie James
No one in the land sings like Bessie James
No one in the land sings like Bessie James
She said, "What could I do? It was such a simple game"
That's why no one in the land sings like Bessie James
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We fell in the cold December snow
Hearts so open to jump and go
But the snow stopped falling and you said you couldn't stay
It might have been just an hour storm
But there's no sun to make things warm
So an hour of snow takes months to melt away
Believe me when I say I try
To do more than just sit and cry
'Cause I've always advocated moving on
But every song and jingle on the radio
Every movie, book, and TV show
Just serves as a cruel reminder that you're gone
And sleep don't even help no more
Might as well be sleeping on a hardwood floor
'Cause I cannot rest, my mind's so sad and blue
Yeah, you know you broke my heart
And it might break your heart too
If you could see the dreams that I dream about you
So now I've spent the entire day
Resorting to these old cliches
To accomplish what once came so naturally
So I can't really say how proud I am
But there's too much pain to give a damn
I'll take what I can and I hope it sets me free
Chorus
Yeah, you know you broke my heart
And it might break your heart too
If you could see the dreams that I dream about you
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Once again, I will say goodbye
With great despair and a heavy sigh
Our destiny was a love unknown
To end up here in a field of stone
And you, my love, are buried here
I wish that wasn't so
But if my song should reach your ears
There's one thing you should know
It rained on the day that we met
You might not remember, but you sure can bet
I was there on the day that you died
I stood at the window while the same rain fell outside
I took one breath and you returned grey
A lifetime passed in a single day
And I was sure that I had it worse
To lose so fast from a vicious curse
But you, my dear, must have had my name
For all those years living in your frame
Of no escape and of no reward
Was I the light you were moving toward?
Pre-chorus
Chorus
Have to guess you had a hand up there
'Cause when I came to sing today
The sun was out and shining on your grave
Pre-chorus
Chorus x2
It fell outside...
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8. |
Damaged Girl
03:25
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You better watch that thought, 'cause she will tear it apart
Was it something you repressed, but never could forget?
A solitary contradicting memory that's only still around
To bring you down
That's the kind of thing she's always written about
An anthem of the east, a chorus at the least
An introspective summary that's spun into a melancholy sound
To bring you down
So if you need someone to sing it
Find the damaged girl who can bring it
Damaged girl, damaged girl
Taking one for the whole wide world
Never given a rest, she's only given a test
A sample of a treat, beginning of a beat
A resonating fallacy existing just to heartlessly confound
And bring her down
So if you need someone to spare you
Find the damaged girl who can bare you
Chorus x2
So if you need someone to sing it
Find the damaged girl who can bring it
So if you need someone to sing it
Find the damaged girl who can bring it
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9. |
Hey, Look At Me
03:22
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Hey, look at me, I can do it too
Chisel out a mountain, it ain't hard to do
But now hey, look at me, and know that I am true
These rocks and these tools weren't made to be for someone like you
In a quiet congregation, aromas filled the air
I stood up in the rafters, pretended not to care
When you finally took the pulpit, but then you caught my ear
And if the God you preached to had only heard you clear
He'd say you misinterpreted a broken set of rules
And never set a single foot inside the proper school
But you shrugged it off and powered on through
Chorus
Did you go down to the water, repent for all the sins
Created by the notion you'd any to begin with?
And did you cross the devil on some old dusty trail
Take him at his word, though he never seems to fail
To promise serendipity with fingers crossed behind
And offer up immunity with no contract to sign
He just wanted you to pay it some mind
Chorus
But if you should establish this mirage as tried and true
Project what I rebel against and paint me as a fool
Then I guess that I got something to prove
Chorus
These rocks and these tools weren't made to be for someone like you
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10. |
My Enigma
02:42
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Morning contradiction sure feels nice
Though I have to wonder if I'll pay the price
The shaving cream can's at risk for rust
There's salmonella floating in the dollar store cup
But I don't worry that much at all
Not when I hear my enigma's call
So many songs I don't ever write
Born from the notion of a major plight
An epic tale of hearts so confused
A character study of a torn up muse
But I can't fathom these things at all
Not when I hear my enigma's call
When I feel like being simple ain't enough
My enigma laughs at me and dares to call my bluff
Thought I knew what it meant to waste a day
'Til I did so many that my brain decayed
Almost let a good thing slip away
Almost fell victim to a bird of prey
But it don't do well to dwell at all
Not when I hear my enigma's call
When I feel like there ain't nowhere left to go
My enigma shakes me up and I know it isn't so
Stroke the blue blanket and I have to grin
Despite what my past at this time has been
Ready for a hard punch in the gut
Ponder, should I fall asleep standing up?
Whatever I do don't matter at all
As long as I hear my enigma's call
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11. |
Content
05:02
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Me and my woman, we're so comfy in our masks
I never think to take mine off, 'cause I don't ever ask
And she don't tell just who she's with at night
But I'm not crazy, mama, I'm not depressed
Oh mama, I'm just so content, just so content
I'm just so spent
And when the four walls in my room all turn to mirrors
I clean them all the time so I can see much clearer
That my four friends, sometimes they aren't so kind
But I'm not lonely, mama, I'm not obsessed
Oh mama, I'm just so content, just so content
I'm just so spent
My woman told me, "Go undress before you leave
No other way to tell that there's nothing up your sleeve"
It's hard to talk, your jaw's all on the ground
So please don't put me, mama, under arrest
Oh mama, I'm just so content, just so content
I'm just so spent
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Dylan Sevey & The Gentlemen Providence, Rhode Island
Dylan Sevey writes songs. The Gentlemen - David Ponte on lead guitar, Brendan Moore on keyboards, Steve Ellis on bass guitar, and Keaton Albro on drums - make them sound good.
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