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Turn Into
02:05
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May all your bad memories turn into stories, that turn into sentences that you speak of less and less
Back when I wasn’t as comfortable in my skin I learned the more free I spoke of my bad memories the less they would haunt me, the less they would hold onto me
So may all of your bad memories turn into stories that turn into songs that you sing only when you want
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Shady Grove
01:08
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Hatred in the summertime, sadness in the fall
If I don’t know how to love, I won’t have none at all
Shady Grove, my true love
Shady Grove, I know
Shady Grove, my true love
I’m bound for Shady Grove
If I had a banjo string made of golden twine
Every tune I play on it, my heart would feel fine
Shady Grove, my true love
Shady Grove, I know
Shady Grove, my true love
I’m bound for Shady Grove
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It’s Alright
03:00
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Out of the mud, emerges a creature shaped just like me
Deserving of a hug and someone listening
So I ask, “How are you?”
“I feel like my heart has been ripped out of my chest
And it’s alright, it’s alright and it’s alright, it’s alright
And it’s alright, it’s alright and it’s alright, it’s alright”
And I held myself throughout the night and I forgot what loneliness felt like.
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Fire-Fort
02:38
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I bring hate and anger and violence wherever I sing
My name is desire and I sexualize everything
And I am fire and I am burning
I have been misunderstood, completely misunderstood
I’m not special and I’m not unique, there’s just words in my head that I never learned to speak
I live alone, alone in my head. Impenetrable fortress that I live in, you cannot get in
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Aria
04:01
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Eye contact, theater hall
I have no sense at all
"Little bitch", she said
I'm a scardy kid but we became friends
But it's all so strange
It's all so very strange
Late night on the phone, carnival
I've got nowhere to go
Hidden life, smiling face
My deepest shame, it all blurs out of frame
But it's all so strange
It's all so very strange
Texting tone, smoky kiss
I dreamt of your hips and legs sunbathin'
Woodstock, Bonneville, and Cottonwood,
everywhere I looked
I was scared of being touched
but it was you I loved
Later life, redemption
I sure hope I can be forgiven
Because it's all so strange
It's all so very strange
Aria, you got the names from a movie
Salvatore, years later I hated it when I watched that movie
No offense, but more like infinite shit
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[instrumental]
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I Saw You Dance
02:54
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I saw you dance in my pre-waking fantasy, a movement that I knew was so uniquely you
I opened my eyes just to prove if it was true but I awoke to an intense sense and lack of your presence
I hear your voice sing love songs in my mind all the time but I remain in a place quietly deprived of your life, quietly deprived of your pleasantness
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