Politics of Lonely

I've Got a Few Friends & I Wish They Were Mine

Seeking a New Pair of Eyes

Are You Happy Now?

Headlock Pt. 3 (Daughter)

Senseless

Honey

To Me It Was

gone shopping

Avalanche

El Dorado

Live at The Greek Theatre in Los Angeles

Everything (Live at The Greek Theatre in Los Angeles)

Downers Grove (Reimagined)

jacob killed a cat (Reimagined)

Nina moves slowly in the back of my head,
Like a book I have written, but never have read,
And she looks like I pictured.
If I could paint, she would be my muse,
When I dance she is in the music,
And I can hear it.
When I tell someone to never call again, then the phone starts ringing and I hope it’s them, 
And the things I’ve said I hope you won’t remember.
When the sun comes up, doesn’t matter if I’ve slept,
I’ll always be smitten with her face in my head,
And how much I care,
But how bad I am at expression.
Hmmmmmmmmmmmm

Nina is simple, she’s soft to the touch, and you can see why he loves her so much,
You marvel in all her beauty.
If it is dark she says your name, in the light it doesn’t sound the same at all,
Oh to feel this small.
And you may think she is sleeping still, but the glasses break and the drinks all spill, even in the silence.
How you’d look at 17 was such a (fucking) mystery,
Especially.
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm

It is so hard to find someone who shares your mind,
But Nina

Nina moves slowly in the back of my head,
A book I have never really read.

Thank you for listening! This song is rooted in a song that Parker Chrisbens wrote a couple years ago, I kept a couple lines of her beautiful lyrics. I hope you enjoy!

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