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Courtside - Single

Courtside

Escalator

Honeycomb

Cutie

Text:
Verse 1
Before the question, does the answer hide?
Before the journey, was the path inside?
We’re chasing meaning in a restless crowd,
In whispers soft, in voices loud.

The blind still dream, the deaf still feel,
Their world is living, their truth is real.
If sense is sight, or sound, or breath,
It walks with life, it walks with death.

Pre-Chorus
Is the purpose one, or a thousand more?
Every tide returns to shore.
Planets turn, the stars confess,
Even chaos has a sense.

Chorus
We’re searching for the sense,
Through the silence, through the noise.
Every creature, every plant,
Every sorrow, every choice.
The meaning isn’t lost,
It’s just written in disguise.
We’re searching for the sense,
Through a million different eyes.

(solo)

Verse 2
The trees reach out though they never move,
The rivers carve, the mountains prove.
The smallest ant has a path to know,
The seeds explode and the forests grow.

We ask for sense in the wars we make,
In the love we give, in the lives we take.
But maybe sense is not a crown to wear,
It’s in the moment, breathing air.

Pre-Chorus
Is the meaning high, is it buried low?
Does it matter where we go?
Life itself, the question sings,
Purpose lies in simple things.

Chorus
We’re searching for the sense,
Through the silence, through the noise.
Every creature, every plant,
Every sorrow, every choice.
The meaning isn’t lost,
It’s just written in disguise.
We’re searching for the sense,
Through a million different eyes.

(solo)

Bridge (spoken/half-rap)
The sense is laughter, the sense is pain,
It’s in the sunshine, it’s in the rain.
It’s not a secret kept from view,
It lives in me, it lives in you.

Final Chorus (big, soaring)
We’re searching for the sense,
Through the silence, through the noise.
Every creature, every plant,
Every sorrow, every choice.
The meaning isn’t lost,
It’s a thread that always ties.
We’re searching for the sense,
Through a million different eyes.

Outro
So if the question never ends,
That’s the gift the journey sends.
The sense of life is simply this:
To wonder why, and still exist.

Searching for the Sense

Bambi

better off alone

Lyrics: 

I know you always say that you’re alright (Alright, okay)
But then you wanna talk on the low
And if you want a break baby we can (We dance away)
Hit the rooftop all alone
Lemme make you smile baby all night (all night okay) (we dance away)
Fuck around maybe get stoned 
You know that we can do it every weekend (we dance away)
But you just wanna talk on the low

In your father’s red 964
Write on the window while it’s fogging up
Lie in the silence, sink inside my soul
Like any other day would tend to go

I think you notice I talk too much
When you’re calling, I’m waking up
Like it’s do or die, like I lost my mind
Need you all the time, sweet paradise 

I know you always say that you’re alright (Alright, okay)
But then you wanna talk on the low
And if you want a break baby we can (We dance away)
Hit the rooftop all alone
Lemme make you smile baby all night (all night okay) (we dance away)
Fuck around maybe get stoned 
You know that we can do it every weekend (we dance away)
But you just wanna talk on the low, on the low

I’m in love
Feels like taking drugs
I hate to see it cause you won’t let me be it
Like imma call us friends 
And you, I wanna see you, but I’ve been losing

I think you notice I talk too much
When you’re calling, I’m waking up
Like it’s do or die, like I lost my mind
Need you all the time, sweet paradise 

I know you always say that you’re alright (Alright, okay)
But then you wanna talk on the low
And if you want a break baby we can (We dance away)
Hit the rooftop all alone
Lemme make you smile baby all night (all night okay) (we dance away)
Fuck around maybe get stoned 
You know that we can do it every weekend (we dance away)
But you just wanna talk on the low, on the low

All day, all night, so free, it’s like
So sweet in the sunshine sometimes 
All day, all night, so free, it's like
So sweet in the sunshine sometimes
All day, all night, so free, it's like
So sweet in the sunshine sometimes

Stream

Weekend

Notes On A Conditional Form

Tonight (I Wish I Was Your Boy)

THE END OF EVERYTHING

Young & Sad

Wounded/Surrounded

MadHappySad

Hold In, Hold On

Close To You

Glitra

Mol y Sol

Mgmt: summer@co5inc.com / ricky@co5inc.com
Booking: jurbanski@independentartistgroup.com

Wounded/Surrounded

Kid Bloom

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