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Into the Spirit
04:44
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Walking out
Onto the homestead
Desert dusk falling on my face
Someday, I swear
I'm gonna make a break from this place
But it's so far away
Spinning wheels
Deep underwater
Salvaging sunken souvenirs
Somehow, I don't know when
But the waves are sure to clear
But it's so far away
I'm getting into the spirit
Busking for hours
Like secondhand radio
For strangers' matted pocket change
Something big is coming
And I'm counting down the days
I'm getting into the spirit
I'm getting into the spirit
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I Love You More
05:16
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Stopping to start again
I’ve never been as old as it gets
In my hand-me-down suit and tie
You can’t miss my restless eyes
I can picture the walk back
Breeze sweeping through park grass
Soft streaks in the starlight
Phrygian Gates on both sides
I love you more
I love you more
I love you more
I love you more
You’ve had every bad lover
I’ve already been to others
But I cut my hair, wrung myself out
Longing to make someone proud
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Daniel
03:41
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Separate Waves
03:45
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The River Is All Around
03:58
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Nodding off in the corner of a brownstone dive
Call a ride when the one I came with’s swarming flies
I can’t hear a whisper that isn’t shouting
I can’t take a sip of my signature drink without drowning
I’ll hide out at the top of the stairway nobody uses
I’ll try not to make a sound
Try not to make a sound
Fold my legs inside my chest to fill myself out
When the rive is all around
The river is all around
Running into sleepwalkers and phantoms
Still awake to see them pass out in their ashes
Taken by the lushes I used to be
One way or another, it’s the same bad dream
Crash into the current, and it swallows me whole
Treading and bobbing, with no ground below
Thrashing through a gauntlet of limbs and stones
Begging for the fall, I just want to go home
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Virginia
02:36
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There's only white noise before you
Usually an unshared bed
How did we get here?
I just came back again and again
Let's put our heads together
Try to make God laugh
I'm going off of
This dream you had
There is our daughter
Out cold in the back
A still and deep sleeper
Just like her dad
Let's rent a place in the city
Close to downtown
We can visit our families
Take a trip down south
There with our daughter
Out cold in the back
A still and deep sleeper
Just like her dad
Her blonde curls like yours
That'll darken with age
She locks onto my fingers
When she finally wakes
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The Split Infinitives Salt Lake City, Utah
Project founded by Holden Martinson and Brian Adkins in 2008.
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