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1. Elephant Graveyard
04:36
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-ELEPHANT GRAVEYARD-
I've been counting all my sins
I know I've made my fair share of mistakes
And when the final hunt begins
You know they're coming for my head
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But I'm just looking for a place to lay my dusty bones
Because it seems they're aching more and more with every single day
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It's a graveyard out there,
You better watch what you say.
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I'm not the only one who feels it
Pressure in my heart when all around me burns
But even fire cannot conceal it
Ashes spread like footprints in the dirt
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'Cos we're all just searching for a place to rest our filthy bones
But an arid heart won't give the moisture of a desert rain
When it's needed most of all in the depths of our marrow
We want it more each day
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It's a graveyard out there,
You better watch what you say,
It's a wasteland out there,
You better lead your own way.
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2. Can't We Just Pretend
02:50
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-CAN'T WE JUST PRETEND?-
I read the reviews and I heard the news
Wish I could have stayed to see the show
But the day you broke the fourth wall,
I knew you'd be the first to go
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I loved the way you played the part
Even when the crowd was cold, you gave your heart
Why can't you just pretend a little longer with me?
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Now I sit and stumble on the whitest keys
Simple chords with a somber tone
The light shines down, a brief soliloquy
Sitting center stage alone.
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Can't we just pretend a little longer?
Write the characters a little stronger?
Fix the plot and make the setting better for me and you?
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We could have wrote the perfect play
But by the time we reached the climax
We couldn't think of what to say.
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Can't we just pretend a little longer?
Write the characters a little stronger?
Fix the plot and make the setting better for me and you?
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3. Room Full of Adders
03:57
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-ROOM FULL OF ADDERS-
I've been waiting in a Room Full of Adders.
I've been sleeping in a Room Full of Adders.
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I think I'm waiting for someone,
I'm not really sure.
Someone to come a release me,
Open the door.
I've been waiting for a lull in the conversation
So I can let myself out
I'm dying to leave this room.
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I've been waiting in a Room Full of Adders.
I've been sleeping in a Room Full of Adders.
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I've been waking up at midnight,
Baby, it's not alright,
It's never alright,
Have you ever seen a man with a burning brain?
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I've been thinking about the future,
Pulling at my sutures,
Picking at my scabs,
I don't expect them to heal,
I don't expect you to feel for me.
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I've been waiting in a Room Full of Adders.
I've been sleeping in a Room Full of Adders.
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Late at night I hear the gentle hissing under my door.
If you try not to focus on it,
It's really not that bad...
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I've been waiting in a Room Full of Adders.
I've been sleeping in a Room Full of Adders.
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Brett Waye Halifax, Nova Scotia
Strongly rooted in jazz fusion, art-rock and world music, Halifax-based musician BRETT WAYE expands a popular songwriting format by fearlessly embracing experimentation. Citing acts such as Peter Gabriel and Steely Dan, Waye’s style pays homage to a wide variety of influences while still retaining a personality that is uniquely his own. ... more
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