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Trust is like a golden eagle perching on a branch
Holds his face out to the wind making his feathers dance
If another bird gets close to him he looks back to his nest
Sings out his beak, puffs out his chest
Is he crazy for thinking that I might clip his wings
Is he crazy for thinking that he knows everything?
Because i’m the one who likes to play footsies with the mountains
Resentment is an avalanche looking for a path
Holds on to the peak and hard as she can
If a climber comes on by trying to shake things loose
She rattles at the top and then comes roaring through
Is she crazy for thinking that she cannot hold back
Is she crazy for thinking that she needs to attack
Because I’m the one who likes to play footsies with the mountains
I’m the one who likes to play footsies with the mountains
I like to think my bloodline is thicker than the fog
Blocks my will to fade into the dark
I just sit here like a weakling
Hoping she won’t lose me
Hoping she can use me while she can
Because I’m the one who likes to play footsies with the mountains
I’m the one who likes to play footsies with the mountains
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Come Out Clean
03:52
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You want to show me the ocean
So you take me by the hand
Show me that hydrogen oxygen blend
But I gotta tell you buddy
I gotta tell you man
That if you take one step closer
I will knock you in the sand
Now you’re walking home on demand
Now you hop behind the curtain and take a bath
No, no, no one’s dabbling
No, no, no one’s thinking sin
No, no, no one’s calling in to see
If you come out clean
You woke up in a tizzy
You had a dream about the man
Who stole your innocence when you were just a kid
And he’s sitting on the couch again
He turns up the fan
Says “If you know what’s good for you
You’ll shut your fucking mouth”
Now you’re walking home on demand
Now you hop behind the curtain and take a bath
No, no, no one’s dabbling
No, no, no one’s thinking sin
No, no, no one’s calling in to see
If you come out clean
You wouldn’t recognize me now
The weight is fluctuating evaporating into a cloud
Rain is pouring down
No, no, no-one’s dabbling
No, no, no-one’s thinking sin
No, no, no-one’s calling in to see
If you come out clean
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Bomb Bright
02:02
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I’m sitting on the Facebook wall
Window-shopping like I’m at the mall
In the end I think I’ll troll on Reddit
What if we go for a stroll?
The weather really couldn’t be better
My motivation couldn’t be wetter
So let’s find a place to swim, or
Sit for a while
Let the Earth spin around our lucky heads
And tighten up the light bulb
Tighten up the light bulb
Get bomb bright
At heart I’m an ocean kid
I don’t want to talk politics
I just want to sit under the night sky
And maybe we’ll hum along
Around a fire or a concert hall
Either way we’ll drink up all the beer my girlfriend made
And sit for a while
Let the Earth spin around our lucky heads
And tighten up that light bulb
Tighten up that light bulb
Get bomb bright
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Nobody Knows
02:44
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You talk to the voices in your head
Like they are members of your band
Take it up boys
Take it on down
You act all serious like a big old delirious
Son of a bitch who likes to hear itself
Nobody knows what’s wrong with you
Nobody knows what’s wrong with you
Any more than you do
You sink like a ship in the cold spring breeze
You think so hard on your bony knees
Maybe it’s time to calculate your lie
You climb to the top of a big mountain
Dig your cleats in the ice like a python
Swallow your pride and
Calculate your life
Nobody knows what’s wrong with you
Nobody knows what’s wrong with you
Any more than you do
They know you don’t mess around
They know you don’t mess with crowds
Like a dog in the wild
Like the virtue of a child
Like you’re running the last mile
Nobody knows what’s wrong with you
Nobody knows what’s wrong with you
Nobody knows what’s wrong with you
Any more than you do.
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Box Of Birds Boston, Massachusetts
Box of Birds is a melodic, lyrical, and heartfelt folk/rock/punk band. The band consists of lead vocalist, rhythm guitarist, and miscellaneous instrumentalist, Steph Durwin, and lead guitarist and background vocalist, Charlie Gargano. New EP "Come Out Clean" out now! ... more
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