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The Snow is just starting to melt, but I know it's only just begun
And I'd be lying if I said I didn't really miss the sun
It's just a dreary time of year, I've only known it to be gray
When you're finished with the snow and moving right in into rain
My resolution's finished off on January 23rd
I wish I would have, but as of yet I haven't written a word
I always wanted to play piano
But I could never follow through
I always wanted to write a novel
but I'd give up around page one or two
So now my resolution's to keep my resolutions
To follow through on all the things I want to do
I'll start this revolution against my natural constitution
By finishing this song and moving on to working with track two
The Snow is just starting to melt, but I know it's only just begun
And I'd be lying if I said I didn't really miss the sun
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They took the movie
Off of Netflix
I didn't notice till it was too late
Hollywood Video's been closed for almost 15 years
And Hastings closes at eight
They're all excited
In Pennsylvania
But it's too early for me
They'll pull that special little bastard out of Gobbler's Knob
To speak in Groundhog-ese
I've never been the type to take in the festivities
But I could use the sun on me
For as the sun will shine on Groundhog's day
So will the snow swirl in May
I've never been the type to take in the festivities
But I could use the sun on me
For as the sun will shine on Groundhog's day
So will the snow swirl in May
Hey Punxsutawney
How you doin?
Could you do a favor for me?
When that guy reaches in and yanks you right out of your hole
Just pretend you can't see
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March (Sunshowers)
03:28
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I've lived near Portland for most of my life
So I never much mind the rain
But what affects me is when the sunlight goes away
And I can't remember the last time the weather affected me so
But when the sun's out it sprinkles and it reminds me of home
I Miss the music store
And I miss the concerts there
I miss when the raindrops would fall
right out of the summer air
Sure, I miss Portland, but I miss Vancouver more
I miss the old soda shop, and I miss the ice cream store
I got dollar CD's, I got Pearl Jam and Jet from the record store on Main Street
And I went to youth group on Sundays at Orchards and Salmon Creek
I Miss my old High School
And friends that I left behind
But time gives you perspective
And some of them I don't mind leaving behind
I miss walking in March from my high school to Dairy Queen three blocks away
They didn't have indoor seating, so we'd eat our Dilly Bars out in the rain
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I'm getting itchy feet
I'm packing up my things
And moving to the airport
I wanna live near the sky
I wanna love where there is a guy
To take care of my luggage
And eat my meals in the food court
Cause I know that I could eat more
Burger King than you would probably think
I'd spend my nights on the rows of chairs
While listening to planes take to the air
The engines sound like lullabies
My family used to have picnics
By the Runway at PDX
Watching people traveling distances
Greater than I'd ever been from home.
What a pain, that TSA screening
But it sure beats dying screaming
Guess you'll buy new razors when you land
And remember this flight has WI-FI
You should use it to text your wife,
I'm sure she'd like to know that you're alright
Hello this is your captain Speaking
If you find your oxygen's leaking
Breathe in through the mask that's gonna fall down from the ceiling
And remember your seat cushion's buoyant too
So when we crash it'll carry you
To somewhere on the coastline
My family used to have picnics
By the Runway at PDX
Watching people traveling distances
Greater than I'd ever been from home.
I know, that flying's a hassle
Gotta get where I need to go
I don't care about our destination
Just come with me to away from home
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May (New Recording 5)
02:56
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I've been thinking for so long I can't remember where I started
I just know that I can't stray from the long path that I have charted
I can hear you from your path
It feels so far away from mine
But our paths intersect from time to time
Just a few miles down the road I know
Our paths won't be different anymore
Once we meet up we'll start the process
Of finding destinations on the map
And on the way we'll share a backpack
I can't settle any lower
I can't shoot for any higher
I can't overemphasize
how well your hand fits into mine
You're embarrassed about your music taste
But I don't care it's just a waste
For you to listen to Owl City by yourself
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July (SpoCal)
03:03
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Are we in Anaheim or Santa Ana?
And how many Miles to L.A.?
I can navigate by the star
and watch the skyline fade to gray.
Support local artists
Support Michael Bay
Support the Red Hot Chili Peppers
In every restaurant every day
SoCal's not as catchy as it seems to be in text
And Southern California might have fame and rock and roll and sex
But theme parks and attractions don't supply me what I need
What I need is greener air and bluer sky and greener trees
And I can barely rollerskate
So I think I'll be okay
If I take a pass on surfing
Like Californ-i-a
But I'll go on Vacation
And in the way I'll listen to
Something by the Beach Boys
Or by Blink-182
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It's been almost a month since you left
It's still almost a month till you come back
I'll make this a song with lyrics starting now
I know we'll make it another year but
From here I don't quite know how
It's been almost a month since you left
It's still almost a month till you come back
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I don't know why I instinctively start all my songs with the words "I don't know why"
I don't know why I can only write a song about you or the weather lately
I've got something to love, I've got something to do, I've got something to look forward to
but now the weather sucks so so does my attitude
Stop telling me it's how it is, I know it isn't
I can do much better for myself in this life
I don't need to help myself by harming the others
I can be somewhere where I know I'm in the right
I slept through my first class four out of five days this week
Because I'm working late screwing over people that I'll never meet
And if you know me well you know that this happened
More than a month ago
But I am a month behind and I just know
That I'll never be a credit card salesman
Stop telling me it's how it is, I know it isn't
I can do much better for myself in this life
I don't need to help myself by harming the others
I can be somewhere where I know I'm in the right
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I would love to write a song bout
All the ways you've done me wrong but
I can't figure it out
A song that's in a minor key and
Makes it clear I'm dealing with some
Torment inside of my heart
The lyrics say 'I don't know what to do"
And Middle Schoolers would relate to
The words that I sing
A song about the heartbreak in my life
about my feelings, but here's the thing
I wouldn't mean it
Do you mind if I turn on the radio?
Take notes on some songs from about ten years ago?
I could make a big deal out of
Some real tiny thing but I can't
Bring myself to whine
Complain about my problems
They still happen all the time
And who am I to say that my life isn't going great?
I've got the best of what I have and no two days are quite the same
So sure, I'll write a song about my struggle
Write a song about my troubles
I'll sing it from the heart but from the start you'll know
That I don't mean it
I don't have these problems in my life right about now
So until I do I'll write about the good stuff going down
And maybe when I struggle I'll write better songs than I do now
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I don't know why I thought that I would like to work in a department store
I quit that job and then I found a new one
And I'm grateful that it all worked out
And maybe I was just not wise but it only took me a couple of tries
I don't know though just don't take my advice
and everything sucks but let's all agree
to hold on to our dignity
you learn a lot more from losing
so let's all hold our heads up high in defeat.
And I don't know what I don't know
But I think I'll soldier on
I don't know when (or if) it all went wrong
And everybody's trying so with them just try along
And buckle up cause life is cool
But man, it's just so long
And maybe I was just not wise
But it only took me a handful of tries
I don't know though, just don't take my advice
And everything sucks but let's all agree
To hold on to our dignity
You learn a lot more from losing
So let's all hold our heads up high in defeat.
And I don't know what I don't know
But I think I'll soldier on
I don't know when (or if) it all went wrong
And everybody's trying so with them just try along
And buckle up cause life is good
But man, it's just so long
They let me be a comedian until the tur train broke down
And they closed the park for renovations.
I never thought I'd miss my High School days but here we are
And nobody wants to be in a band as soon as they start to understand
And maybe I was just not wise
But it only took me a couple of tries
I don't know though, just don't take my advice
And Facebook sucks but let's all agree
To just try not to be so mean
If you think it's black and white then boy there's a whole lot you haven't seen
And I don't know what I don't know
But I think I'll soldier on
I don't know when (or if) it all went wrong
And everybody's trying so with them just try along
And buckle up cause life is good
But man, it's just so long
The glass looks half-empty
But the measurements are wrong
And it took me 16 months to finish off this song.
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December (Half Steps)
05:40
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I don't wanna be
Here anymore
Without you at all
So I guess
For now I'll just write
Songs in weird time
And take half steps towards you.
Maybe I am just not wise
But I know I've gotta try
And maybe I
For the first time know what I want out of my life
And maybe I am stubborn
And maybe I'm nervous
But stakes are high and there's no second try
And I know where I wanna spend my try
I don't wanna be
Here anymore
Without you at all
So I guess
For now I'll just write
Songs in weird time
And take half steps towards you.
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Six months
Eight months
12 months, 16 months
I'm still not done
And I don't know why
I can't get this one song out of my mind
I've got a half of a script
I've got two halves of two scripts
I've got a comic book script
On top of the first two aforementioned halves of scripts
And I've got to get a grip
Welcome to another trip around the sun
My album still isn't done in this one
Groundhog day is coming up again
And I still don't know how this one ends.
Thanks for checking in, Jerry
I broke my chain today
But that's okay
Cause I haven't marked my calendar
Since I downloaded
That to-do list app
That I stopped using
About a month ago
I just thought that you should know Mr. Seinfeld
I'm not trying to be a letdown
I'm still getting my shit done
Against all odds
I'm just not one
To stick to a Program even if it's a good one
So I guess I'm sorry
But if you're hearing this it's finished
Welcome to another trip around the sun
My album still isn't done in this one
Groundhog day is coming up again
And I still don't know how this one ends.
Welcome to another trip around the sun
There's nothing different about this one
Last year sucked because we let it
This year what are we gonna do different?
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