1. |
Outgrown
03:34
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I don't want to wake up in my bed
Rising to the feeling of familiarity
I don't want this déjà vu again
For me the same old has gotten old
I don't want to fall asleep at home
To round out the day just like so many times before
I don't want this bland monotony
For me the same old is taking hold
I just want to fly
Somewhere I can find myself lost
On roads I've never crossed
And I just want to try
Colour outside the lines I've been drawn
And break from the norm'
How am I to grow
When my roots have become so potbound
Confined to this town
And how am I to know how
Life can look with an alternate view
To one I outgrew
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2. |
Recover
04:13
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Caught out cold
Hiding from you in a skin so old
I'll come clean
Everyone everywhere knows it's me
And if I recover
Would you be my comfort
Or it can be over
And we can just leave it here
So pick any number
Choose any colour
I've got the answer
Open the envelope
I'll give you one more chance say
We can change or part ways
And you take what you need
And you don't need me
I'll give you one more chance say
We can change our old ways
And you take what you need
And you know you don't need me
Blow by blow
Honest in every way I know
You appear
To face a decision I know you fear
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3. |
Jumbled Letters
03:45
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This story seems unclear
I can't help but feel there's something missing here
Like thunder with no sound
Like an earthquake that doesn't shake the ground
I know what you're telling me is just a story
I know what you're saying to me isn't reality
None of these words I know
Just jumbled letters written in a row
It's obvious to see
The point remains completely lost on me
Where's the fact and where's the fiction
What's the point an what's the reason
And what's the aim
Looking forward into the distance
Will you agree with your intentions
Or feel shame
Now come on man, there's a difference
What you eat and what you feed them
When you're to blame
Though I don't know what I don't know
I know there's nothing to know
It's all the same to me
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4. |
Bag of Tricks
04:20
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They move so suddenly
So unpredictably to
Create an endless maze
For us to spend our days
Rules by which we abide
Come from what they decide
Problems that don't get fixed
We call it politics
Their model was designed
For us to become blind to
The fact they demonstrate
Ideals that we all hate
Ancient priorities
Cause insecurities
This endless bag of tricks
We call it politics
Why is it so hard to find
Reason in all of this
No matter how hard I try
I just can't find any sense
In all of this
Only when it's too late
They overcompensate
To appear compassionate
To mask the opposite
The wealthy get to take
What we work hard to make
Loading our backs with bricks
We call it politics
The truth is we've heard all this before
The truth..I just can't find anymore
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Adam Lowe Penrith, Australia
Adam Lowe is an Australian indie folk singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist from Sydney whose sound is comparable to
that of José González, Sigur Rós and Sufjan Stevens.
2017 sees the release of his sophomore EP entitled An Endless Maze, recorded at his home studio in Sydney’s west.
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