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Two blueberries on the floor
Like two universes
Dark and deep and flawed
Our two universes
Lying on the floor
Two eggs scrambled in a bowl
That’s every morning
Watch the sunrise by the stove
Alone but not lonely
Lonely but not alone
I’m lying on my back
Trying to not have a heart attack
I’m thinking of you
And I wonder are you thinkin’ of me too
Your country smile
My thousand mile blush
And I can’t relax
In this head wind rush
So unpaint the colors
Unwrite the songs
Unglue the corners
Unplug the stars
Unpaint the colors
Unwrite the songs
I’ve loved you for very long
Two blueberries on the floor
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You want to run away
But we’re running out of time
We can’t turn back the clock
Why won’t you make up your mind
Hey compromise
Why retaliate to your loaded alibis
Silence is my friend
Bit my tongue again
Hey compromise
I’m still waiting
I’m still wondering
How your little world caved in on me
Fighting you all night
Froze in the head lights
Get back in the car before I leave
Before I leave
Hey compromise
It goes on and on and on
It goes on and on
It never stops
It goes on and on and on
It goes on and on
It never ever stops!
Why retaliate to your loaded alibis
Silence was my friend
No, never again
No compromise
I’m still waiting
I’m still wondering
How your little world caved in on me
Fighting you all night
Froze in the head lights
Get back in the car before I leave
Before I leave
Hey compromise
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November Sun
04:16
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I read it in black and white
“Careful what you leave behind’
Holding our breath all through the night
When everything comes out wrong
You find what fits and make it belong
I dreamed last night that I was strong
Strong enough to hold on
In the cold November sun, the gold is unspun
The fall into the frost, light, but at what cost
For you I’d hold the sun until it is done
For you I’d horde the sun
And the moon won’t come
I’m looking forward to the past
I’m as anxious as new grass
And all the roads inside me, arteries divide me
I’m just beginning to grow
Grow like grass, grow up so fast
Grow like grass, they grow up so fast
In the cold November sun, the gold is unspun
The fall into the frost, light, but at what cost
For you I’d hold the sun until it is done
For you I’d horde the sun
And the moon won’t come
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I’ll take my chances
With the chain link fences
In the padlocked night
In the padlocked night
I see through the diamond light
And all the dumb blood in my lungs
It runs and runs and runs and runs away
Under the moon-white glow
Whisper down your telephones
Say goodnight
To the lies you cling to
So tight
I’ll take my chances
With the chain link fences
In the padlocked night
In the padlocked night
I see through the diamond light
The diamond light
The diamond light
I dreamed I was with you
I needed you last night
I wish you were near
You were here with me tonight
It’s a 24 second car crash
It’s a cigarette ash in a flannel lap
It’s the poetry of trashcans
It’s a lazy labored lake drag
I’ll take my chances
With the chain link fences
In the padlocked night
In the padlocked night
I see through the diamond light
The diamond light
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Souvenir
05:02
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It’s time to sweep up the confetti
Now the crowds have gone away
Gather all your lonely anger
Wave goodbye to yesterday
It’s a souvenir
Souvenir
Of a time when you and I were so near
Souvenir
Can I live inside your hours?
Pencil sketch you in my mind
Put your arm in my dusty jacket
Reaching in for what’s inside
It’s a souvenir
Souvenir
Of a time when you and I were so near
Souvenir
The broken umbrella the way it rained
Faded to black from a late-night train
Static reactions of space and of time
Re-play, rewatch and rewind in my mind
Souvenir
The newspaper romance, the teenager crush
The noise of the city, it roars to a hush
The paperback promise, it’s ending unkind
All that we covered in gold never shines
Souvenir
It’s time to sweep up the confetti
Now the crowds have gone away
Gather all your lonely anger
Wave goodbye to yesterday
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The Distance
04:24
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Can you feel the distance in these empty eyes
Can you tell a cigarette from a firefly
As it burns a hole through the moon
Can you be the hammer in my heart
When it don’t beat right
Or will you be the stumble to my fall
The bark to my bite
Can you feel the distance
The space where no one’s listenin’
Screaming at the wall
It’s all a muted call a false alarm
Lately I’ve been changing like a traffic light
Pickin’ all the poisons ‘til I get one right
And somewhere in the distance there’s a loon
Stolen, like an ocean takes its’ bride
On a beach we hide
Singing our last summer’s lullaby
More seeds then rind
Can you feel the distance
Words lost among the whisperin’
Is it only in my head
Evidence an empty bed
And empty arms
As restless as dust
As hollow as a hurricane
The pictures we drew
Now hang in a broken frame
We eclipsed the night
Dying to be new again
But our arms don’t stretch as far
Hearts don’t beat as loud as before
Can you feel the distance
The emptiness of wishes
Been folded like a shirt
Told it wouldn’t hurt
But they were wrong
Can you feel the distance
When you’re cleaning up the dishes
A table set for one
Dying like a sun
The day is done
A table set for one
Dying like a sun
The day is done
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Not quite a gang but we know the truth
We like to hang in the afternoons
Can’t get enough of this doom and gloom
In our trench coats
Wont you leave me
Please just leave me alone
Trench coats
Alone
Trench coats
What I know you don’t wanna know
What I know you don’t wanna know
Let’s go thriftin’ and wander the streets
Neighbors look at us, think we’re freaks
But we got Ministry and OMD
In our trench coats
Wont you leave me
Please just leave me
Wont you leave me
Please just leave me alone
Trench coats
Alone
Trench coats
What I know you don’t wanna know
What I know you don’t wanna know
Who I am you don’t get to know
What I know you don’t what to know
Not quite a gang but we know the truth
We like to hang in the afternoons
Can’t get enough of this doom and gloom
Trench coats
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Sunday made an apology
For the other six days of the week
See the sky, clear as a bell
See your eyes, I can tell
Why’d you go and ruin it all?
Why’d you go and tell me you’re gone gone gone?
When you knew my heart was at war
Couldn’t tell what it was fighting for
Every spring I hold my breath
Just to see you
In your summer dress
Broken tea cup on a sill
Held together with tears and glue
Take a nap or go for a bite
It all depends on your appetite
Knee-deep in a garden of weeds
Pushing though the dirt is all hope and greens
Seeds we scattered back in the fall
But what was planted, I can’t recall
Every spring I hold my breath
Just to see you
In your summer dress
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It’s hard to keep track of the past
We’re moving forward not looking back
A feather on my arm
A hand inside a hand
Raise your champagne glass
Wind the clock
But don’t say good night
As the band plays along to Auld Lang Syne
Save your tears
Or let ‘em roll
Whispering your secrets in the cold
Coat of snow
It’s hard to keep pace in the world
With a Christmas tree dying in your living room
Taped up to the door there are cards galore
And glitter falls to the floor
Phone me up
And talk me down
Put on your coat of snow and we’ll float all around
Broken mirrors
Flakes of gold
Only in my dreams I am at home
Coat of snow
We only hold what we know
We only know what we hold
Coat of snow
Not alone
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Cold Expectations Boston, Massachusetts
Cold Expectations are a moody, dark indie-rock band with jangle-pop and punky vibes from Boston
MA.
Rum Bar Records released the latest single, "(I Live with) Ghosts". The band’s first full-length release, Static Reactions, was produced by David Minehan and released in March 2023.
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