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Jackson Lundy - Loverboy

Eagletown - orange guava passion

written by Easha Nandyala

LYRICS:

I wanna go to the ocean where I’m free
the forest for the color changing leaves
maybe a mountain, city, or country
livin a daydream, keep on forgetting
same old places, worn out faces
if this is home then why am I homesick

CHORUS:
I wanna go, I wanna go far away
where nobody knows my name
nothing to prove, nothing to lose
starting over, starting new
anywhere but here

on the ground, got no baggage
breaking off bad habits 
furnishing my studio how I like
spending the day and staying out all night
and I’m bored of being bored, craving something more
broke as hell, heaven is a setting I haven’t been 
travelling, taking in serotonin shots, I gots to try everything
falling in love on a rooftop, 
soul searching and it don’t STOP
friends with the deep conversation, sharing our secrets
cutting my hair
learning a foreign language, como se dice “take me there”

CHORUS:

BRIDGE:
one way ticket to LA
Mumbai, Guantanamo Bay
Santorini, St Tropez
ay, ay, ay 
Amazon, Appalachian
Bermuda, Beijing, Boston
give me a movie cliche

CHORUS: x2

Far Away

Hold Your Head

This is for, for you, and you. 

This is for you.
On the far side of the room. 
In the Golf tie-dye hoodie. 
Never said hi but I should've.
My world stopped when she walked in. 
How was I supposed to behave? 
Her hair'd be up in a claw clip. 
She'd let it down and I'd faint. 
One day, she was leavin' for home
and dropped her phone next to my side. 
I picked it up and returned it. 
We didn't even lock eyes. 
She muttered under her breath
as she walked away, "I hate my life." 
And every once in a while, 
her voice comes back in my mind. 
And I ask why.
Maybe it wasn't that deep. 
If it was, the least I could do is
be helpful the best I can be. 
I won't play pretend like you're not there. 
You're not okay and I see. 
And you're right back in my mind 
when someone drops their phone near me. 
Is she alright? I hope. 
You stacked your page o' notes, 
your scantron, and your test.
I watched you pass your final and go. 
I guess I won't ever know
if what you said was what you meant. 
In my eyes, you waved goodbye, 
but in my heart, you never left. 
This is for you.
 
I still remember. How could I forget it? 
The fact it won't happen again 
makes it all the more precious. I'm
dedicated to the ones who got away. 
Remembering will help you stay. 

This is for
every yearbook signature
in permanent black ink. 
Every "Damn, we need to catch up sometime.
Damn, I ain't seen you since."
Every "Totally!". In the moment, mean it. 
Got home and y'all never did. 
For all the grown-ups who miss 
how life was infinite as a kid.
It still is. 
Growin' up means growin' apart, 
but it's not goin' away. 
It's only ever grown heavier in my heart.
It still hurts a little to see 
you pop up on my feed, 
when I'm just a couple o' taps away 
from a bridge built in between. 
Funny how I never reach out 
to old friends and ask 'em to meet, 
but I'd say yes in an instant
if an old friend reached out to me. 
All this ice we could unfreeze 
if we weren't so cold in our feet, 
but if I told you I'd be the one to change it, 
I'd lie straight through my teeth. 
We both want to. We won't. 
That's fine. I'm sorry. 
I am sorry. I live sorry. I'll stay sorry for life. 
Every move I make's to make up for 
never saying goodbye. 
You're in my voice as I'm speaking now, 
and you'll never leave my mind. 
This is for you.

Course I remember. How could I forget it? 
The fact it won't happen again 
makes it all the more precious. I'm 
dedicated to the ones who got away. 
Remembering will help you stay. 
Dedicated. Dedicated.

I still remember. How could I forget it? 
The fact it won't happen again 
makes it all the more precious. I'm
dedicated to the ones who got away. 
Remembering.

Dedicated

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Art by @chrosky and mixed by @halberd-3000
I dropped this on youtube a week or so ago, I'm working on new music but school is whooping my ass

Eagletown - orange guava passion

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