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Laser Tag
03:19
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On our own in a summer morning
Ride our bikes through the woods
Tell our parents the same old story
Never come in if we could
Looking back it's a time of glory
Playing games in the street
Lost my shoe in an open quarry
You jumped in and got it for me
Won't be long now
These times are through
Had my worries
Trusting you
Now today we have formed our armies
Trying to coexist
Laser tag and a bunch of sorries
Try to bring up what I miss
Telling lies at the family party
Was it so long ago?
We used to play til our hands were dirty
We used to think we could grow
Won't be long now
These times are through
Had my worries
Trusting you
I don't know
Things got this way
I don't know
I just want to talk to you in a way
That brothers do when they try
Sharing our goals and our day
Sharing my hopes and cries with you
Won't be long now
These times are through
Had your moments
Had mine too
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Fournier
02:40
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I want more time
To see you too
It's the face that I believe
It's the face that you would make when you were around
I'm shutting it down
I'm missing your sound
It's the place that you could make when you were around
Played with the dice and cards
The chocolate bars that you bought at the store were great
Been missing the rides in cars
The sing-a-longs to tape
It's the face that I can see
It's the face that you would make when you were around
I'm shutting it down
I'm missing your sound
It's the place that you could make when you were around
I'm shutting it down
I'm missing your sound
I'm greeting you now
It's the face that you would make when you were around
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Low Light Masquerade
03:12
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I found my joy in a bar somewhere
There's nowhere else I can crawl to
Is it weird if I go to bed
Without a reason to call you?
The consequence of the low light masquerade
The jukebox buzz
The draft list on display
Let's tarnish our guise
Throw out our codes
The consequence of the low light masquerade
I found my joy in a bar somewhere
I just want to be social
If I go out I'll be okay
Another beer for the hopeful
When they laugh on the stools in there
I got a reason to call you
I found my joy in a bar somewhere
There's nowhere else I can crawl to
The consequence of the low light masquerade
The jukebox buzz
The draft list on display
Let's tarnish our guise
Throw out our codes
The consequence of the low light masquerade
I don't want to fall in line
To risk my pride for future endeavors
I don't want to fall behind
Be deemed to dry to hang out forever
(all of my worries, is this too brash and too bold?)
(salt on rim, drink it in, well before you start to unfold)
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