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Exit For Eden
03:15
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I missed the exit for eden, so I kept moving on
I'm more mixed up than I imagined and I've been proven wrong
I may be making matters worse, by breaking character
I've been bending over backwards, I'm her tragic figure
and all too often it's an off night
I'm gonna think twice, alright
I never really realized
every room's got a view if you just open up your eyes
she had an 8 am flight, out of LAX
just what was her hurry? just what happens next?
I was on the fence, she was aiming to paint
I cast my line in the sand, I just couldn't catch a break
and all too often it's an off night
I'm gonna think twice, alright
I never really realized
every room's got a view, if you just open up
there's room here for two, if you just open up
you'd know I love you, if you just open up your eyes
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There's this image of you in the kitchen crying
I remember your trembling lips
trouble is, I try and try to change, but it's just too damn challenging
and I know I was wrong
but baby you've been right there all along
when the fire in your heart's just another false alarm
and you feel you're fading away and the focus is lost
it's all my fault
it's a stiff, it's a still-life, it's framed and hanging in the hallway
always there when I close my eyes
and I may be paraphrasing, but it frightens me at night
like a taxidermied sparrow's wing, sparkling in the light
there's a chill running down my spine
it's not a science, we should've seen the signs
when the fire in your heart's just another false alarm
and you feel your fading away and the focus is lost
all bets are off with our better halves
we've been misled by a treasure map
and we've got the rest of our lives to let this regret get the best of us
that's your copy of The Catcher in the Rye
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In Spinning Rooms
03:27
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When you're under some other city's sun
when it rises to the occasion
casting your shadow in it's light
all leading lady-like
Now I know there's no getting over you in my solid blue solitude
Now I spend my nights in spinning rooms
but I can't reach the brakes
why was I so fucking reluctant? I was a fool to not rush in
In my finest hour, I was late
Now I know there's no getting over you in my solid blue solitude
and we'll learn the ropes when we tie the knot
I'll look both ways before I cross my heart
and I will love you 'til I'm long in the tooth
because I know, there's no getting over you
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One More Morning
03:32
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I'm leaving Colorado
got a bus booked for the morning
I've got to get back to my baby
she's lonely in California
I've been stubborn and I've been stern
with all of love's lessons and my learning curve
and it's one more morning
I'm drawing your portrait from memory
and I'm pouring out two cups of coffee
I'm so used to the way you used to be
And the longer I linger
on all the little things
when their literal meanings
are limited liabilities
sometime's you can't skirt around the subject
and you can't sum up that sinking in your stomach
when it's one more morning
I'm drawing your portrait from memory
and I'm pouring out two cups of coffee
I'm so used to the way you used to be
I'm so used to you and me
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WIDOWER Seattle, Washington
New Jersey native, Seattle staple, and off and on again New Yorker, Kevin Large has been making music under the WIDOWER moniker for over a decade. Large’s lyrically driven songwriting is reminiscent of Petty’s more mellow moments.
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