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All of the mistakes I made,
All the ways that I fucked up the plans I laid,
All the times I showed up late,
All the places I left when i should have stayed,
I know.
Now I know.
All the chances I let by,
All the accidents that dot the maps of my life,

Packed everything you had into the car,
Rolled the whole thing into the lake,
Now there's nothing left to tie you to this place,
Except a heavy, sinking ache.

The water's surface settled down again,
With one more secret buried below.
That's one more life you've lived and left behind,

skating on a smooth obsidian sea, black sky reflects under your feet. miles away, the lights of your city life still burn, where the tick of clocks and the click of locks are anxious for your return. the cold air drowns out every sound except your breathing - your breath rising up from the ground. you could glide forever with your hands behind your back, but unseen, the ice beneath you begins to crack. are you out there? who is watching over me? I am floating. here's to hoping. here's hoping.

no one else is on the street tonight, and you've never seen the city look so bright. you could go so far in your car and never stop, but you just keep on circling the block. home is not so far away. yo'uve just forgotten the way. the roads all look the same to your weary eyes. the site where a car crash accidentally lies. you've got so much faith in your teardrop heart, as the seams of your seatbelt fall silently apart. you've just forgotten the way home.

I go to airports
and wait by the gate for arriving flights.
I go to airports
to watch the lovers reunite.
I go to airports.
In every city they're the same.
The lonely airports,
echoing with all the shouted names

Eleven Weeks Ago,
You went into the yard.
Beneath an Inch of snow,
The ground was frozen hard.
You worked to dig a hole,
lit only by the glow
from hope you buried deep,
to see what it would grow.

На северо-западном побережье Тихого океана
Есть местечко, которое я очень хочу посетить
Неизвестный уголок пляжа,
О котором ты все время вспоминаешь

Я поехал туда
Дышал тем воздухом и гулял по пляжу
За ручку вместе с твоей дочерью

no roof overhead
but you can sleep under stars
your photos and clothes
are locked in your car
at the bottom of the lake
that aching in the heart of town
you watched everything you had go down
it sank so fast, it made no sound.