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The Straight Line
03:12
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Cool suburban streets where all the houses are the same
She stands and waits in hand for his first day
As he takes the first few steps she pulls the camera to her face
The lens remembers all the smiling children waving
On his first day
As the seasons change, the leaves they wilt and then spring forth
As the stars above our heads they spin and shine
The sun will make it's rounds until it finally burns out
But she thinks she's riding on the straight line
At the age they call him man and it was time to flee the nest
He places all his life inside of boxes
Then she gives him one last squeeze and feels the heart inside his chest
As the tears begin to trickle off her glasses
And he's on his way
As the seasons change, the leaves they wilt and then spring forth
As the stars above our heads they spin and shine
The sun will make it's rounds until it finally burns out
But she thinks she's riding on the straight line
A few cries in a hospital bring life into this world
She's never understood that life's a spiral
until she sees herself within his child she'll quickly realize
She's just another cog in this life cycle
And she's on her way
As the seasons change, the leaves they wilt and then spring forth
As the stars above our heads they spin and shine
The sun will make it's rounds until it finally burns out
But she thinks she's riding on the straight line
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I Don't Need
02:08
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Your smile was infectious
Your laugh was a treat
I loved all your charms and
You really seemed sweet
But there's so many things about you that I don't need
We talked about lifestyeles
The things that we need
You held my hand closely
and you pecked on my cheeck
But there's so many things about you that I don't need
It's a shame that it's over
I'll hang my head in defeat
I took a chance at saying hi then
But now it's time to retreat
You'd like to be friends now
but that just can't be
You're really a sweetheart
And everybody can see
But there's so many things about you that I don't need
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Wall Street
02:55
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Coffee stains on napkins
The air is filled with grease
She runs food to their table
Forces a smile but she's dying to leave
The slick black suit and tie
Mind distorted and deranged
Demands with a snapping finger
And only leaves his tarnished change
All she wants is to feed her family, not the greedy pigs on Wall Street
Bald tires slouching restless
Beneath a rusted metal machine
She falls into the front seat then undoes her apron slowly
She pulls into the driveway and lights a cigarette
She stops the engines turning as her cheeks begin to wet
All she wants is to feed her family, not the greedy pigs on Wall Street
He's got the nerve to say go find a real job
I bet those hands of his have never worked at all
All she wants is to feed her family, not the greedy pigs on Wall Street
They don't mind because they're well above their needs, all those empty suits on Wall Street
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Dirt Roads
02:22
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