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Any Other Way
04:12
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Stopping at the vista point
Looking at the road that brought me where I stand
I’ve learned so much about the journey
And the power of a borrowed hand
These days it’s so much easier
To laugh and say “well you cannot please everyone”
It don’t make sense to ridicule the dawn
Beneath the fading light of a setting sun
If you’re alive when the day is done
If you found that you might need help
If you learned you could love someone else
I know it isn’t easier to say
You couldn’t have it any other way
That pain you feel inside
It lets you know you’re alive
And even though it doesn’t change the taste
You couldn’t have it any other way
Yeah I know
Getting old is hard
They say
In the age of information
It’s so easily exchanged
When you’ve dealt so many cards away
You can’t recall whose hand you have played
They’ll track us down inside our homes
They’re screaming from their cellular phones you see
I’m swiping for a lover’s touch
Delivery, because the pain’s too much today
I’ll call my friend half a world away
If you found that you might need help
If you learned you could love someone else
I know it isn’t easier to say
You couldn’t have it any other way
That pain you feel inside
It lets you know you’re alive
And even though it doesn’t change the taste
You couldn’t have it any other way
Yeah I know
Getting old is hard
They say
Reality TV regimes
Teens getting to pick their own teams
Green energy as the world ignites
What a time to be alive
That I don’t love for heaven’s sake
That I have a heart left to break
Even though it doesn’t change today
I couldn’t have it any other way
That pain I feel inside
It lets me know I’m alive
And even though it doesn’t change the taste
I wouldn’t have it any other way
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2. |
Your Piece
03:15
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Well I’m slow
It takes me time to learn my role
I don’t assume that anybody cares
I’m just here trying to get my share
And it’s just as well
You take the time to learn the tells
You can’t assume that anybody knows your needs
They only see it when you bleed
Oh you got to get your peace
Before they take it away
Oh yeah you’ve got to get relief
Nobody’s saving the day
Nobody’s giving away
The games you’re always meant to play
You’ve got that feeling rushing through your veins again
Electric touch across your skin
Oh you’ve got your piece
Before time takes it away
Oh yeah you’ve got to get release
Nobody’s coming to stay
No
When the one inside your head
Ain’t the one that’s lying in your bed
When you don’t got to take it slow
Just to see how far that you can go
Oh yeah you’ve got to get your piece
Before time takes it away
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3. |
Confession
03:52
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I’m sitting here reliving somebody else’s fantasy
The fucked up part is I really thought that it was my own
You told me that this was on the road to our destiny
You never even told me you had really meant to go there on your own
And leave me here alone
Leave me here alone
I confess I am obsessing over how it’ll end
(You think it’s over when you’re overwhelmed)
Something ‘bout insanity
When you do it over again, and again, and again
(You can weather ‘cause you’re better than you were)
And you expect this time
It might be different
Maybe for love
(And you can’t understand why it ain’t)
But not with who you’re thinking of
No, no
I’m sitting here reliving somebody else’s fantasy
The fucked up part is I really thought it was my own
I’m twisting in the wind when all I hear is your apathy
I can’t convince you in this system that I know I helped you form
That leaves me here alone
It leaves me here alone
I confess I am obsessing over how it’ll end
(You think its over when you’re overwhelmed)
Something ‘bout insanity
When you do it over again, and again, and again, and again
(You can weather ‘cause you’re better than you were)
And you expect this time
It might be different
Maybe for love
(And you can’t understand why it ain’t)
But not with who you’re thinking of
No
I feel my soul come back again
Out here getting loud with my old friends
They say everything is okay in the end
If it ain’t on this you can depend:
It’s gonna get better
We can’t get bitter
We only get better
We can’t get bitter
We only get better
We can’t get bitter
We only get better
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4. |
Memories
04:29
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I feel much better than I was
But the bar it ain’t that high
With the world reopening
It’s got me wondering
How much longer that it’ll last
Is it in the past?
Is this just a new thing?
Everything is changing now
But I’ve got these memories
I’ve got these memories
A year and change between the lines
Faded by the scribe
But I’ve got these memories
You stand with arms wide open
Acting like there’s nothing wrong
It makes me wonder
How long it’ll last
Is it in the past?
Is this just a new thing?
Everything is changing now
But I’ve got these memories
I’ve got these memories
With all abundant evidence
Can’t understand intransigence
Frustrated that we have to be
Waiting here oh so patiently
Feels like we’re getting under it
Rather than getting over it
Frustrated that we have to be
Reliant on these memories
I’ve got these memories
I’ve got these memories
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Periscope Oakland, California
Started in 2013 in California's Bay Area, Periscope explores the depths of the pre-apocalyptic experience of life and love in the modern landscape, resurfacing periodically to broadcast their findings into the world through music and lyrics.
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