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I see my mornings dripping onto themselves
As if water's just days escaping my well
And that always drives me home
And that won't leave me alone

I just want to stop this feeling (X8)

I sense my hours crawling on their own
Where did my weeks run off to, I wouldn't know
And you had to drive yourself
And you only drove around

I just want to stop this feeling (X8)

I drive myself senseless until I am blind
But now lost is the only way I can find
Home, anyway that I steer
Oh, I admit to myself, well I'm already here

Stop This

a river courses 
through a place they might not know 
call it home 

October (it's getting cold) 
the same songs take us back home 
endless soul, 
part of home is part of whole 

gentle the horses, 
know when to let them go 
but make it home 

November (it's getting colder)... 

paso las noches 
con algo que solo tengo yo 
solo yo 

December (it's so cold)...

Endless Soul

soul camera, 
mind's eye, 
takes a picture, 
black and white lie 

heart canvas, 
blood brushstrokes, 
you left this, but 

I don't take no photos no more 
it's in sepia tone 
what's done is done 

sex organ, 
I want music 
chords touching 
but it's useless 

soul camera, 
mind's eye, 
takes a picture, 
fat lie 

I don't take no photos no more...

Soul Camera

I see my mornings dripping onto themselves 
as if water's just days escaping my well 
and that always drives me home 
and that won't leave me alone. 

I just want to stop this feeling 

I sense my hours crawling all on their own 
where did my weeks run off to, I wouldn't know 
and you had to drive yourself 
and you only drove around 

I just want to stop this feeling 

I drive myself senseless until I am blind 
but now lost is the only way I can find 
home, anyway that I steer 
oh, I admit to myself, well I'm already here

Fledgling - Debut Album by Iowa City band, Waverly

Ruidoso

you've been kinder only since I've traveled 
while I've been gone, and you've been gone 
for just a little while 
a while is what I'd count as time 
but my seams keep breaking 

why don't I feel like feeding my strays? 
they back away; it's not the same 
without stress, and expressing everything. 
expressing everything 
expressing everything 
expressing everything... 

take me home 
do and don't leave alone

Do And Don't Leave Alone

please don't fall apart 
just try to hold it together for now 
forget what they told you 
you've grown up anyhow 

either way, on Lonely Boulevard, 
you're seeing in the dark. 
please don't fall apart. 

we could take control 
no more living on auto pilot, and no more flat fantasy 
beyond ultraviolet 
is everything you'll see 

either way...

Please Don't Fall Apart

I think I learned my lesson the first time around 
So I won't paint my face no more now 
I see you there when you don't know where I am 
The foot will drop when you thought you had the upper hand 

The upper hand, I've got the upper hand 
Got the upper hand, how did I do that? 

Tea leaves, telepathy... 
The tea leaves say you can't seduce me, you cannot use me today 
Tea leaves, telepathy 

I think you taught me best when you dragged me along 
You said "this will make you stronger..." 
I keep it up and get beaten up again 
The axe will fall after it all so just be a man 

The upper hand, I've got the upper hand 
Got the upper hand, how did I do that? 

Tea leaves, telepathy...

Tea Leaves And Telepathy

Becoming less 
will we have more? 
Morning rise won't come so bright, so white. 

I'll have it all 
(We are what {we are) what we got} 

The door's not there 
when I've turned the lock, 
lost in what we dreamed to be empty 
just like light 

Could care less 
Could care for 
for miles and miles 
it's alright 

I've had it now 
(We are what {we are) what we got}

What We Are

lay low, 
split another cigarillo 
empty it, let me roll 
slow burn, last me for another while now 
another midnight cruise, 
fusing with an empty highway 
suddenly it all falls sideways 
no use stressing over someone's point of view 

I walk around in circles as I watch my life waste away 
before my own two eyes 
I always thought I've had it all figured out by now, 
how to live within my own disguise 

another hour or more, 
spot a poor soul on the roadside 
slipping right into my eyes 
don't look, there's nothing much I can do but ignore 

I walk around in circles... 

lay low, 
split another cigarillo 
empty it, let me roll 
slow burn, last me for another while now

Slow Burn

You got Bowie, you got Lennon, you got Beethoven - what do they have in common? Synthesizers. That's right. And that's what Waverly is... In a nutshell.

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