1. |
Rome
03:47
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I was a backseat driver, scared to steer my head clean
Like a state speech champ too afraid to speak
I didn’t know who I was or where to be
And it went on, and it went on, on and on
I was a good-guy huckster, stuck without a con
A tenor in the choir that couldn’t sing out loud
A two-faced liar seeking honest love
And it went on, and it went on, on and on
You turned me around, now we’re building a home
And filling it up with stills from long ago
Growing a garden of nights and of mornings
And it goes on, and it goes on, on and on
Wherever else we go
We’ll still be running around Rome
Wherever else we go
We’ll still be running together
Throughout every iteration
Despite every dumb point of view
Even though my lacking conversation
Embarrassess me and you
We’re building up our house of past lives
I hold each one a little too tight
And it goes on, and it goes on, on and on
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2. |
My House
02:56
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Cruisin’ deep space in my motorhome
Gonna find a new rock and park it there
And turn out the lights in my house
Gonna open the door, leave my house
And walk right outta my house
Gonna look around - on my own again
Hot pink segways, post-post punk shows
Oat milk cortados, hand-crafted marshmallows
Are not as cool as my house
No, they’re not as fun as my house
Not as me as my house
But I’ll look around - on my own again
I’m going outta my head
Going, going outta my way
to look for something or nothing
‘Cause maybe I’m missing out
Yeah, time is running out
Internet depression and telephone blues
Charm ya till you’re half asleep and dictate your mood
It’s too absurd for my house
It’s all just too wytai for my house
I’m going back to my house
to hole up inside - on my own again
Been going outta my head
Going, going outta my way
Going outta my head
Still going, going outta my way
To look for something or nothing
‘Cause maybe I’m missing out
Still looking for something or nothing
I think I might be missing out
I’m looking for something or nothing
I know that I’ve been missing out
And my time is running out
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3. |
Sleeping Dogs
03:27
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I’ve been looking for a reason
To look the other way
Been waiting here forever
It’s getting so old, it’s getting late
Even in the snowlight I can see
That this habit’s not healthy
So let’s wake ‘em up, I’ll wake ‘em up
My Sleeping Dogs
Still holding patterns tightly
Unholy ritual is nothing new
Drinking and stress-eating
More than I can chew
Even in the witching hour I see
That this tradition might kill me
So let’s wake ‘em up, I’ll wake ‘em up
My Sleeping Dogs
Honestly, I need honesty
Because it always takes the piss outta me
No, I don’t need a reason to get happy
Didn’t think I wanted to -
But I’m gonna face my face
And wake ‘em up, I’ll wake ‘em up
My Sleeping Dogs
I’ve been looking for a reason
To look the other way
Been waiting here forever
It’s getting so old, it’s getting late
Even in the dead of night I see
That this routine is killing me
So let’s wake ‘em up, I’ll wake ‘em up
My Sleeping Dogs
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4. |
Dead to Rights
03:46
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Tell me there’s a good reason
That you threw away so much, friend
I’m never, ever gonna let you let me down again
And if you think another mind will be fooled this summer
By breathing wicked hymns into his open ear
Oh, that’s wrong
But go and play this whole town
And see just who will go down
Cut it out, just cut it out and heal
The devil on your shoulder
Is making you look bitter
Cut him off, just cut him off and heal tonight
And to some degree, I am you, I know
Posing taller than I oughta go
But brittle wings won’t get us off the ground
Lying weighs ya down
I wanted to be a better man
I wanted to be a better dad
I wanted to be better than
I was, so I turned ‘round
Dead to rights
I caught ya dead to rights
Caught you red-handed, dead to rights, babe
All that being said, I understand good folks can do bad
If desperate or done
Oh, where have you gone? Or am I gone?
Dead to rights
You caught me dead to rights
We’re both caught red-handed, dead to rights, babe
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5. |
Right Out of Nowhere
03:56
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I woke up at your shoulder
I woke up in such a state
Where all at once it hit me that it’s getting late
Spinning too fast to notice
The shift - the change - the time
We’re just kids playing grownup with no end in sight
But there’s an end alright
And it hit me right outta nowhere
I lost it right outta nowhere, honey
And I don’t know much, but I know I can’t win it back
It’s something so apparent
It’s as bright as afterglow
It’s something even our tiny lizard brains should know
Yet still we cannot see it
When we’re facing the other way,
Wire-jawed and earplugged as we look away
But I won’t look away
It hit me right outta nowhere
I lost it right outta nowhere, honey
And I don’t know much, but I know I can’t win it back
It hit me right outta nowhere
I lost it right outta nowhere, honey
And I don’t know how but I’m gonna win it back
But I don’t know how
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Castle Theater Minneapolis, Minnesota
Castle Theater is the music of Minnesotan songwriter and home recordist Tyler Tholl.
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