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Railroad Running

Our first, and last album, and we’re so proud to share it with you! This album is the result of countless late nights in a tiny student apartment and reflects our musical evolution the last two years.

We’re not saying goodbye (yet), but as graduation approaches, our paths will take us to different cities and careers. But one thing is certain: this music is a piece of who we are. We’ll always carry this experience with us.

Falling

Sounds A Bit Like Love


Sounds a bit like love
Sounds a bit like love to me
Like a sugar cane
She wants to lick me
Like a candy stick 
She wants to taste me

Sounds a bit like love
Sounds a bit like love to me
Your wet hair 
The same air
But you make this world seems
A great place to live in for me

Sounds a bit like love
Sounds a bit like love to me
With each curl of your hair
And your eyes painted white 
What do you know of the Love
You feel inside in your heart and mind 

Unafraid and confident you speak 
to the confusion you feel inside and out
An acoustic guitar keeps on playing 
To fill the void you’re feeling now
But still 
Sounds a bit like love
You think 
Sounds a bit like love to me

Sounds a bit like love
Sounds a bit like love to me
Looking your eyes just 
Make me believe that
It’s true a man can be rich
Having a woman like you

And it makes me wonder of
What you think is true and
What is sacre to you or
What has made you blue 
What you’ve been through 
Whatever your favorite food

Sounds a bit like love
Sounds a bit like love to me
With each curl of your hair
And your eyes painted white 
What do you know of the Love
You feel inside in your heart and mind 

Unafraid and confident you speak 
to the confusion you feel inside and out
An acoustic guitar keeps on playing 
To fill the void you’re feeling now
But still 
Sounds a bit like love
You think 
Sounds a bit like love to me

Sounds a bit like love
Sounds a bit like love to me

Sounds A Bit Like Love

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You're from a house outside the city
Frosted windows bleeding colours from the neighbour's trash pile
Close to the airport but you've never been
Above the clouds it's always sunny
But you're happy where you are

They told me I could be anything
My mind is mixed and jumbled up like a shaken snow globe
All work and anxious never resting
I wanna be a movie star but you just want a walk-in wardrobe

Looking out on the city, where you grew up
It's become too much for you
Out the window the small town, where I grew up
And it's not enough for me

My dinner's waiting in a paper bag
It's too late again, I'm doing stupid shit that doesn't matter
You've got a family, they depend on ya
You buy a week of groceries without thinking and I think that's clever

Looking out on the city, where you grew up
It's become too much for you
Out the window the small town, where I grew up
And it's not enough for me

How do you find a life that's big enough
How do you find a life that's big and
I feel like I'm in the dark
You see light wherever you are

Dressed Up For Nandos

So Blue (For You)


I say yes
I do understand 
You deserve it
And I don’t 
Catch those bowls 
That are yours 
And present them
It’s a show 
Don’t you know
Oh come on
You do want it
As I do 
Yes it’s true
It’s true
They are blue
Incredibly blue
For you

And I hope you’re happy
So happy for everything 
Can’t you see
I made it for you 
It’s for you
For you 

I say yes
I do understand 
You deserve it
And I don’t 
It’s an alternative kiss
The way we meet
Every time that I dream
With my open eyes 
Staring In your open eyes
Until you smile it away 
Oh come on
You do want it
As I do 
Yes it’s true
It’s true
They are all blue
Incredibly blue
For you

And I hope you’re happy
So happy for everything 
Can’t you see
I made it for you 
It’s for you
For you 

But you’re never happy 
And I feel blue
So blue
For you

You’re never happy 
And my life is blue
So blue 
Because of you

And in the end I know 
That I 
I feel blue
So blue 
For you
For you

You’re never happy 
And my life is blue
So blue 
Because of you

And in the end I know 
That I 
I’m not happy at all

Railroad Running

T. Evann