1. |
Something to Show You
02:45
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For me it’s 10:00, for you it’s noon
My time’s behind, it’s nothing new
With some old chords misconstrued
I have something here to show you
For me it’s 10:00, for you it’s noon
I won’t forget for 62
A phone call so I can prove
I’m always late but not for you
The girls are fine, your cousin’s screwed
Kathy came and nothing’s new
Except your nephew who started school
His first backpack it roused the room
But having weight put on your shoulders
Does not get easy when you’re old
You sat there daily with your mother
As she died you’re there to hold her
Later on after your drive home
Our family dog knew something’s wrong
Her sunshine met you on the first stone
In the garden path she bowed low
(But) then she left us in an instant
Your father’s ranch off in the distance
Had us starving like she once knew
His borrowed time was over too
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2. |
Free Claude
03:15
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We met in the hall of stones at the museum
This was the second night our drinking ripped at the seam
Things are good right now, we got our best foot out
We talk of dreams and doubts, you have a few lines out
You like working in food, but non-profits are cute
What would the jellyfish do, do they just move to move?
Or do big currents freeze and move away our dreams
Your smile brings life to old bones, caught like fossils alone.
You’re good for now
A voice comes on from above and dismisses us
Half loaded in love the crowd is out with a buzz
With no one to see our revealing scheme
There’s a life inside and I’m out of my mind
From a life encaged by a six-foot lake
The same ol’ day to day, each a blind first date
In a hall of stones, in a dark museum
We’ll hop the main display
and grab his tail from behind
Then drag him over the side
His skin matching our freight
As we flee into the night
Free Claude
We’ll free Claude in the night air
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3. |
Third
03:35
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A love that won’t heat you up, is it ever quite right? It’s ever quiet, right?
A love that leaves through the years, a step and a step, a slow disappear.
Take just a little more wine, it’s another slow night, in a slow year
You dress up all of each moment like you’re dressing up the head of a dead deer
Take me to the chapel, I will be your Oklahoma,
who will bore you off until the end.
We will talk about the weather and the salary of your best friend
and 10,000 hours I have not put in
Ideas to get freedom right -
three walls and some bars, a low hanging light.
No views with you there in sight -
I am alone at your side, I am alone in plain sight.
Last night I dreamt that you drained all of the time from my best years.
I woke to find a life confined to the third house on the left, dear.
Take me to the chapel, I will be your Oklahoma,
who will bore you off until the end.
We will talk about the weather and the salary of your best friend
and 10,000 hours I have not put in.
I hope these days are coming to an end
Take me to the chapel, I will be your Oklahoma,
who will bore you off until the end.
We will talk about the weather and the salary of your best friend
and 10,000 hours I have not put in.
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4. |
Another Branch of Light
03:30
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Can you forgive when I started slow, so we can make it home?
But if you give up for other drugs, or go and tell me don’t linger
I will be here
I hold still with you
The light switch caves soon
The curtains know when you pull me close
I will be yours
We take a while in your room
Our holy rollin’ left askew
Tables, chair’s – your mother’s
Blankets, shirt’s, your father’s rules
Even that canvas they hung for you.
I will be here.
One of love, both of our lights
Will bring another love to light to love the light
I can’t see, no I can’t hear
Your mind but always keep clear
I will be here.
One of us love
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5. |
Annalise
03:20
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Broken glass froze the sidewalk
You told me not to take my shoes off
I’d walk on anything for you
But you fill your holes like the sidewalks do
You fill your holes like the sidewalks do
Annalise, don’t hurt me so hard
You know it, you snatched my heart out
You told me once, to right on each wrong
So I write out, this brokenhearted song
You broke me headlong
Don’t take me on
It feels alright
Don’t lie
Goodbye
Annalise, don’t hurt me so hard
You know it, you snatched my heart out
You told me once, to right on each wrong
So I write out, this brokenhearted song
You broke me headlong
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6. |
О́стров Вра́нгеля
04:39
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Ten days full of light
There’s no time for dark nights
The hilt of a silver spoon
When you left me, you left you too
It takes a life to know there was stone under ice
The sky simmers all into soup
If it breaks three tooths I’ll try with two
Our spring came with the long nights and cold
Our season of ice ebbed and flowed
We swam under the moon
That love it left us as the season tides were changing through
We scrapped our lower side on flakey rocks it chaffed us through
You left too soon,
You left you too
I’ll bring a kid into springtime alone
I’ll him of white shadows that could float
The last thing you’ll see, my soul the see
sing over me and cut me open, a milky tide
And in time our tide will rise
A bucket of blood, a blanket of snide remarks from you
Oh gorgeous too
I’ll bring a kid into springtime alone
I’ll him of white shadows that could float
The whole thing sinks, I swam for two
moons to find you
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7. |
Hold Me
03:27
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Unresolved, you spun off with my September Leslie
Coronate, you have my time like a crown on your feet
If autumn stays, I will always go
You were my first day, my first snow
As familiar ties I will always scream
Keep your move on girl, but move next to me
And hold me, hold me do
But hold me, hold me loose
You are not a window, you are a T.V.
It’s okay I got blinds, its okay I can see
When the time is right for me show me
You are not a widow, you are not that free
It’s the same, that’s alright, not too close
Hold me loose, hold me loose
When the time is right for me please hold me do, hold me do
Hold me, hold me do
I said hold me, hold me loose
Hold loose, hold loose, hold loose
You are not a window, you are a T.V.
It’s okay I got blinds, its okay I can see
When the time is right for me show me
You are not a widow, you are not that free
It’s the same, that’s alright, not too close
Hold me loose, hold me loose
When the time is right for me please hold me do, yeah hold me do
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8. |
19D
06:29
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Everybody panic
Your eyes land on me
Full of tears
But your breath speaks of ending times as moments of glee
All my evidence says we won’t see
Tomorrow or any other day so let’s be free
To love this plane into the sea
Your voice rings out loud
Your song waves bye to clouds
Flames lick up suitcases
You wanna shout out
I don’t wanna go out
Full of love
Lay us down
All my evidence
Floats off to other lands
Our love sinks into the sea
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9. |
To Be Alone
03:17
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All of the stairs scream all night long
Towels fold my mindsets where footsteps belong
Or maybe I’m just scared of telling all the human beings
I’m desperately among them and alone to brave and grow my sense
of hope
When you came home, I believed it a ghost
My strengths rise when you leave
You don’t mind or seem to care
I’ll break everything you have
I’ll take time
To be alone
All of the stairs scream all night long
Towels fold my mindsets where footsteps belong
Or maybe I’m just scared of telling you
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10. |
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Love can’t break your heart
You know my key snapped off in the lock
We planted the seeds
You watered them out to stream
Under my step your glasses broke
Lense-less though, as first you spoke
Love can’t break your heart
Takes a lot of time to know what’s wrong
Somethings don’t heal back as they once were
Seeds are sown
Keys will open up
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Böyfriends San Francisco, California
Böyfriends is a band from San Francisco.
Andrew Taetz - Vocals, Guitar, Keys
Kevin Ayers -
Guitar
Patrick Smith - Bass
Christian Almer - Drums
Tim Sherren - Guitar
Contact:
patricksmithguitar@gmail.com
andrewtaetz@gmail.com
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