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Better Off
03:22
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We opened a door that should have stayed
Sealed up tight and locked away
Enough to make you turn around, maybe try another day
But behind your eager eyes
About the color of the moon
It’s clearer every moment you’ll be gone soon
We’re both probably better off
We’re both probably better off
Thought we were martyrs for the cause
Just smiling through the pain
Waiting idle for the circumstance to change
But the truth can throw you off
To see how little that we felt
It wouldn’t be that way with anybody else
We’re both probably better off
We’re both probably better off
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2. |
Famous Last Words
03:20
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What’s dead is dead and what’s gone is gone
Time kicked out the crutch that I was leaning on
And the endless black highway
Stretches far and stretches wide
Littered with the ghosts I cast aside
Whatever happened then might be the last thing on my mind
I feel almost nothing when I think of you sometimes
Can you still keep a secret? Do you know when you’ve just heard
Famous last words?
Are the days gone now? Will the memories fit?
Will the newer circumstance ever catch up to it?
Will the highs fly by? Will the lows go slow?
Will I finally see enough to really know?
Whatever happened then might be the last thing on my mind
I feel almost nothing when I think of you sometimes
Can you still keep a secret? Do you know when you’ve just heard
Famous last words?
It’s not the same without the pain, without the second guessing
Every moment that I missed
We’ll never change without the pain and these unanswered questions
It’s all leading up to this
Whatever happened then might be the last thing on my mind
I feel almost nothing when I think of you sometimes
Can you still keep a secret? Do you know when you’ve just heard
Famous last words?
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Rolldown
03:41
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Tell me another story, keep the moral extra clear
I believe that if the point is worth making, it should be easy to get from there to here
Other times I can let it wander; I can let it beat around the bush
But if we’re losing time, I think it’s fine to give it just a little push
Don’t you try to force the ending, don’t draw the characters all the same
Just let it flow right out of you, hear it echoing your name
Let it roll down with the rain
It gets better the more you relate it to the listener, let them soak up the truth
Don’t leave anybody hanging, if it’s boring, what’s the use?
I’ve been telling the same tale for quite some time, make a weapon from my words
And if I put a gun in the first act, it better go off in the third
Don’t you try to force the ending, don’t draw the characters all the same
Just let it flow right out of you, hear it echoing your name
Let it roll down with the rain
Down, the ways we set the sun, the conflict resolution
You won’t get the twist until it’s over and done
Up, we cry to history, believing all you speak to me
We’re all drowning to connect with anyone
Don’t you try to force the ending, don’t draw the characters all the same
Just let it flow right out of you, hear it echoing your name
Let it roll down with the rain
Let it roll down with the rain
Let it roll down with the rain
Let it roll down
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4. |
Close Call
03:12
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Is anything worth it anymore? And does it even matter to me?
The point of it all’s getting harder and harder to see
I left so much behind to be absorbed by someone else
It’s a perfect monument to feeling sorry for myself
Well the best years of my life, they never came, they’ll never come
And it’s too late to force it with a daughter or a son
I’ll be the father who’s content to light it up and let it burn
And that’s much too dark a lesson for that kid to learn
Every time the phone rings, I can barely breathe
It doesn’t matter if it’s a friend, or a debt collection agency
They’re both the same in that they force me to reckon with my bitter past
I wonder how much longer I can last
Everyone’s reeling from trying to capture the feeling
Anywhere that you can get it can save you from a close call
But seeing is most of the way to believing
Just forget it, I wonder why I said it at all
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Clear
03:12
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Here’s a hope that I brought along to relieve the one you’ve been beating on
A notion dug into the ground
Maybe now we can make a mile, or just sit back and wait awhile
Welcome all the fever we have found
Maybe I’m wrong, maybe I lost again
Maybe I’ll never be quite the same as I was back then
Maybe it’s done, maybe we’re in the clear
Maybe we’ll never quite figure out what I’m still doing here
What I’m still doing here
Even now when I’m thinking back to the moment we slipped off the track
Things are slowly coming into views
Fights that we assumed we won, and miscommunication
The overwhelming fear of something new
Maybe I’m wrong, maybe I lost again
Maybe I’ll never be quite the same as I was back then
Maybe it’s done, maybe we’re in the clear
Maybe we’ll never quite figure out what I’m still doing here
What I’m still doing here
The days we let the clock run out are getting easier to think about now
The nights we let the moments hang, will always feel so strange, anyhow
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6. |
The Fall
03:01
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I couldn’t give much of a shit as I leaned and I spit off the railing
I’m pretty damn sure I can’t prepare anymore for failing
Across the tops of all the churches, the overwhelming urges
I feel I’m ready for the fall
In fact I’m pretty damn sure I couldn’t prepare anymore at all
Sometimes I feel like I’m not here, it’s getting weirder every year, sincerely
And all the slow and golden days, well I don’t think that I can say I’ll miss them dearly
All the time I thought I needed relentlessly receded, rotten from the inside
I’m pretty damn sure I couldn’t prepare anymore if I tried
From long before, I know there’s a door, it’s closing at the end
And I believe it’s not opening again
Try to keep my shoulders square, against the chill that’s in the air, I’m pacing
I stopped looking for a spark out in the cold and all that dark I’ll be facing
And I’m not here to stop the bleeding, or history repeating
But Jesus man, it’s getting tough
And I’m starting to get scared, maybe I can’t prepare enough
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7. |
Take Me
03:34
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History’s eyes are on me
It’s knocking at my door
And I can’t even look myself in the goddamn face anymore
And if it’s gonna kill me
I’m already dead
I’m already in the ground
Leave me, put me to bed
History’s eyes are on me
It’s heavy on my mind
It’s getting hard to keep it under control while I wait for the next time
It’s always coming slowly
It’s always getting close
It’s always ready to burrow down deep and feed off the host
I coulda sworn, but it’s nothing
It was here and now it’s gone
I was born, born into something
Something dying all along
History’s eyes are on me
It’s begging on the street
Now I’m thinking I can never wash off that stench of defeat
The moment that you notice
The second that you see
I’ll be standing with arms stretched out saying don’t take them take me take me
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8. |
Temptation
04:05
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Believe in what you think is true, it could be the only thing you hold onto
Could be the only dream you dare to keep, as you lie awake and pray for sleep
Don’t give into temptation, don’t try a fix before it starts to break
And every time you try to stay alive, you’ll find that every sign
Will lead you to the chance you take
Something has changed you
I don’t listen to the black and white, nothing is ever that easy
I don’t put faith in the process unless I find a little faith in me
Don’t give into temptation, don’t give up hope if it’s not over yet
It’s a longer road than any one you know
And all you have is only what you get
Something has changed you
Something has changed
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9. |
Lost and Found
02:52
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She looked at me and smiled like her lips were getting sore
She took me by the hand and led me to a place I know she’d been before
The moments lined up, all the timing that it took
Years and years of searching, now I know just where to look
In the lost and found
In the lost and found
Those same old questions now
There’s a shallow understanding of the bridges that we burned
I couldn’t keep from talking, all to justify the stupid things I’d learned
Unbelievable how little I could see
Years and years of searching
Now I think I know exactly where I’ll be
In the lost and found
In the lost and found
With the same old questions now
Now and then and over again
The lines we cross, all blurry getting lost
And so we’re bound, waiting to be found
In the lost and found
In the lost and found
With the same old questions now
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10. |
Nonbeliever
02:48
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Will I look back with anger and regret? Or sit and let it burn me like a fever
Will I see it changed me fundamentally from a skeptic to a true believer?
Will I carve a gravestone for that confidence? Or will that only muddy my intention?
I will not forge a testament full of thoughts too dark to mention
Now I’ve got a good old-fashioned feeling that it’s gonna come down to the wire
Then a gruesome transformation, like a phoenix from a fire
So don’t wait for me to come to you, as if this whole time I’ve been learning
I just wanted something to look forward to besides the feeling of the burning
When you venture out, come and see
I hope that time’s not done with me
I hope that time’s not done with me this close to the end
When you venture out, let me know
I hope that time won’t let me go
I hope that time won’t let me go again
Will I look back with anger and regret? Or sit and let it burn me like a fever
No, it did not change me fundamentally
I remain a skeptic and a non-believer
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Duncan Pelletier Portland, Maine
Maine-based singer/songwriter Duncan Pelletier has been making music for over a decade in various capacities. As a solo artist, studio musician, and live theater composer, Pelletier tactfully weaves together elements of soft rock, blue-eyed soul, and traditional pop, resulting in a sound that benefits from influence while feeling uniquely his own. ... more
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