FEATURED 2011 was a hell of a year.

AM/FM SOUND

The open road
Is on my back today
Hold me up I’m sure
Not to drag away

All these twists and turns
Piles of dreams and dimes
I’ll take what’s in front
And leave this mess behind
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Oh I just sit here tonight
And wait for my ride
Oh I just sit here tonight
And you all wait by my side
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CHORUS:
Oh Eh
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Meet after dark
And just follow me
Tread’s been worn away
Wrong side of the street
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Oh I just sit here tonight
And wait for my ride
Oh I just sit here tonight
And you all wait by my side
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No time to waste
And so many rules to break
With AM/FM sound
Sure to tear some fences down
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CHORUS
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No time to waste
And so many rules to break
With AM/FM sound
Sure to tear some fences down
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CHORUS

CAMERAS

Sun’s going down let’s get together
On the bridge we’ll meet up tonight

Black pants, red sweatshirt, and brown bags
Above the East River’s northern lights
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You see what I see
I thought it make believe
Watched the sun rise
On my street

Old cement makes for
A solid place to lay
Bed of light grey
My bed of light grey
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While I know it’s letters that can spell
I hear now it’s words that can say

I decided to start writing less
And I’m talking more everyday
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Sixteen of our friends
A five seat bright red van
Curbside view
Turn off of Grand

Pound my steering wheel
We yell to the windshield
I’m finally home
I’m finally home
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CHORUS:
No time for cameras
We’ll use our eyes instead
No time for cameras
We’ll be gone when we’re dead

No time for cameras
We’ll use our eyes instead
I see flashes of gold
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Every single car alarm we hear
We’ll steal and throw through their window
My water comes straight from the tap
And those bottles are all just for show
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I see that we’re made of
More then blood and bones
See we’re made of
Sticks and stones

Don’t forget to breathe
Need locks for your keys
Don’t forget to breathe now
Forget to breathe now
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CHORUS

RED PAINT

You’re bringing the bar up
Life’s not plastic forks and paper cups

A mind certainly can make
A heavy weight
We’ll set all things straight
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CHORUS:
Hands and red paint
Let’s make some stains
Let’s make some stains
Getting dark
Hands and red paint
Let’s make a mark

All of these years
You’ve brought me here
You’ve brought me here
I thank you
All of these years
That we’ve cut through
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Some parts never taught
Climbing fences, sleeping on roof tops

While so many things I see are sugar fed
Still rocks, bricks, and lead
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CHORUS
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Let’s make life so big
Make sure can’t be missed

I’ll carry all these days for months and for years
I’ll listen, you’ll hear
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CHORUS

WHERE YOU’RE COMING FROM

I hear shoe strings tend to break
But they tie together great
I feel I know
I know where you’re coming from

Notebooks filled with lines
And a clock’s filled with good times
I think I know
I know where you’re coming from
Oh, I know where you’re coming from
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I never have enough
and you always have too much
I might just know
I know where you’re coming from

Quarters for the wash
All the other coins are tossed
I said I know
I know where you’re coming from
Oh, I know where you’re coming from
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CHORUS:
I’m on my feet today
And I’ll walk into the grave

I drew this map by hand
Show you how to become a man

I’m on my feet today
And then I’ll walk into the grave

I said I
I know where you’re coming from
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We tore the walls out
In this old bedroom of your house
To make room for dreams
I know where you’re coming from

Years they come and go
But today is here to stay
I said I know
I know where you’re coming from
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CHORUS

GOOD FOR GREAT

Bruises and scrapes
All life’s mistakes
Are nothing but bad weather

Help you sneak in
all of my friends
Just so we could leave together

The books I won’t read
The air that I’ll breathe
The colors I’ve seen
I’ll leave these pages in the trees
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Today
Leave good for great
Leave sleep for late
Leave good for great

Leave sleep for late
Leave good for great
Leave sleep for late
Leave good
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CHORUS:
So many books that I didn’t read
But there’s so much air I chose to breathe
How about the colors that I’ve seen
so I’ll leave these pages in the trees
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I don’t sit alone
Or pick up my phone
One day we’ll say
All that we had

The beaten path
Is beaten fast
I’m practicing hooks and jabs

I traced a few lines
Misread all the signs
Slipped many times
My blood’s still red and I’m just fine
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Today
Leave good for great
Leave sleep for late
Leave good for great
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CHORUS
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We sing along but the notes are wrong
We sing along through night and dawn

NORTHEAST

The northeast
It’s all I really know
With dust and bricks
And some cars in the snow
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It’s like New York
In the late summer time
Can breathe again
Even through this lovely grime
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As I said
The skyline’s brighter tonight
But this time
I turned on 5 more lights
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It’s like New York
In the late summer time
Can breathe again even
And your bones they feel alive
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I’ve got the northeast on my side

WIRES

These, these cracks tell time
And story lines
Curtains close, credits roll

And all my fancy books
Are just for looks
Ink dried slow like this train
Train’s been delayed
Take the long way
BQE over me
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CHORUS:
Cut and crossed wires
Electric fires
Reset your clocks
And rewrite your thoughts

It’s burning down
Let’s keep it up
Flames they grow strong
The louder the song
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If rats, rats run this race
I’ll get first place
Tortoise versus the hare
Old rabbit ears
No longer hear
Television beware
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SILVER TILES

Three teeth left his silver smile
Brushed clean three metal tiles
And tiles like parking lots
Three miles it never

Stops, boy
You’ll be okay, boy
Your silver tiles
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And all our hopes
And all our friends
Through parking lots
It’s where we’ve been
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Shoes grown mighty old
Pants faded knees with holes
Stitched up now silver thread
Fixed up now like I

Said boy
You’ll be okay boy
Your silver thread boy
Your silver tiles
Your silver bones
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And all our hopes
And all our friends
Through parking lots
I found this
B I got in school
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Three teeth left his silver smile
Burnt skin from miles and miles
Of crossing parking lots
Three miles it never

Stops, boy
You’ll be okay boy
Your silver tiles
Your silver bones
With silver sides
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And all our hopes
And all our friends
Through parking lots
I found this
B I got in school