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Momentum
08:34
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I've been walkin' through these cities mountains
There much larger than the peaks back home
Echoes of the voices including my own yeah, speaking about flaws before I let em go
I move past the footsteps, yeah I make way to solid ground
I've been walkin' yeah I've been walkin' on
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
I've been walkin' walkin'
I've been walkin' on
I've been walkin' yeah I've been walkin'
I've been walkin, walkin
I've been walkin on
I've been walkin yeah I've been walkin
These steps I'm takin, takin
I've been makin' em work
I've been makin' em work in my favor
These steps I'm takin, takin
I've been makin' em work
I've been makin' em work in my favor
I've been makin' em, I've been makin' em work
Yeah I've been makin' em work
Yeah I've been makin' em work
I've been walkin, I've been walkin on
Yeah
I don't have to tell ya twice
When we were small kids we got advice
I threw it away and I rolled the dice
I didn't plan this
Drawn on the wall with invisible ink
Not to be seen until you think
We got thrown away with the missing link
I didn't plan this
I didn't plan this
I didn't plan this
I didn't plan this
I didn't plan this
I didn't plan this
Breathe
Breathe
Fresh air into my lungs yeah, fresh air into my lungs
Together we share, the summer time
In the window, at least for the moment
I'm asleep on a laminate floor next to a recycling bin, and I am happy to be alive
To be alive
To be alive
So be alive
To be alive
To be alive
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2. |
The City
04:49
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And it was him
He was the city
And it was them taking pictures in front of walls of ripe graffiti
And it was us stealing pizza from the women in the lobby
It was us packing people into one room like it's our hobby yeah
And it was me
I am the city
And it was him breaking picture frames when we got shitty
And it was you falling by your side on the highway
It was me laughing till I cried cuz you saw it my way yeah
It was three am, it was three am, it was three am when things got real
It was three am, it was three am, it was three am when things got real, real, bad
Saint Patricks day in Boston is getting loud
I've lost all the faces I know in the crowd
Too many, too many, too many or not enough
Too many, too many, too many, or not enough
Three am, it was three am, it was three am when things got real
It was three am, it was three am, it was three am when things got real, real, bad
Everything is going my way, everybody's lookin' my way, everything is going my way
I can't keep control
Everything is going my way, everybody's lookin' my way, everything is going my way
I can't keep control
It was me, I am the city, you are the city, we are the city, we are the city
We are the city, you are the city, I am the city
It was three am, it was three am, it was three am when things got real
I can't keep control
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3. |
The Wake Up
04:05
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My friend's were layin' in the road tonight
I think she said it was a scene from the notebook
It brought the cops in front of my house
Let's find the sober one and send em out for recon
And send em out for recon
This is the wake up
Bay window by the roadside
I can hear you confide
Conversations not yet meant to be said
This is the wake up
Bay window by the roadside
I can hear you confide
Conversations layin' in the back, layin' in the back of my head
These decisions under streetlights I don't regret at all
These decisions were just right my shoes fall from my feet
As I run across the lawn
These decisions under streetlights I don't regret at all
These decisions were just right
Screaming lyrics at my neighbors, at my neighbors through the wall
This is the wake up
Bay window by the roadside
I can hear you confide
Conversations not yet meant to be said, conversations not yet meant to be said
This is the wake up
Bay window by the roadside
I can hear you confide
Conversations layin' in the back, layin' in the back of my head
This is the wake up
Bay window by the roadside
I can hear you confide
Conversations not yet meant to be said
This is the wake up
Bay window by the roadside
I can hear you confide
Conversations layin' in the back, layin' in the back of my head
These are the nights that we'll remember
When we were still young
And able to dusk to dawn, dusk to dawn
These is the night we'll remember
When we were still young
And able to get away with anything at all
Whoa
Yeah baby
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
This is the wake up
Bay window by the roadside
I can hear you confide
Conversations not yet meant to be said, be said
Cuz This is the wake up
Bay window by the roadside
I can hear you confide
Conversations not yet meant to be said
They been layin' in the back of my head
This is the wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up yeah
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Oh oh
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4. |
Nomad
06:18
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It's fourth a July in a hospital
It's two am and I broke my skull on a microphone
I am a nomad
It's next day and I'm in Connecticut
I'm with my friend's eating canned food on a trailer hinge
I am a nomad, I'm a nomad
Yeah
I like the feel of an open road
I like the stories that are left untold
I am a nomad
I like the feel of an open road
I like the stories that are left untold
I am a nomad
Oh
Now I broke down in Vermont again
I'm crackin' these beers so I forget
I paid a man with a tacoma to get my ass back home
Now I'm in my parents driveway
I'm stacking these shirts I cannot give away
Now I take these beers and I put them away, away, away, away
I can do this all night
It is quite all right
I will ruin all my insides
I will suck away the light
I can do this all night
It is quite all right
I will ruin all my insides
I will suck away your life
I will ruin all my insides
I'll suck away your life
Your life
I will ruin all my insides
I'll suck away the light
The light
I will ruin all of my insides
I will suck away your life
Your light, your light, your light
I know you know
I've got to go
I know you know
I've got to go
I know you know
I've got to go
I know you know
I've got to go
There are people in my family home
With fast food cups filled with the darkest rum
I nomad I nomad I nomad I nomad
Yeah
When peanut butters the only protein you think that you will ever see
You get real mean ,you great real mean, you get real mean boy
Yeah
You get mean, you get mean
You get me, you get me
You get mean, you get mean, you get real mean
Real mean
I can do this all night
It is quite all right
I will ruin all my insides
I will suck away your life
I can do this all night
It is quite all right
I will ruin all my insides
I will suck away your life
I can do this all night
It is quite all right
I will ruin all my insides
I will suck away your life
I am a nomad, I'm a nomad
I am nomad, I nomad
I am a nomad, I nomatter
Oh
I am a nomad, I nomad
I am a nomad, I nomad
I am a nomad, I nomatter what
I will
I am nomad, I nomad
I am nomad, I nomad
I am a nomad, nomatter
Nomad
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5. |
Heart Home
06:57
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You are my heart you are my home
If your not here I will be alone
It is not clear what makes us shake
We bend and break, bend and break anyway
For you, I would do anything
You are my rock, you are my roll
Without you near I will feel alone
It is not fear that makes us shake
We bend and break, bend and break anyway
For you, I would do I would do I would do anything
The change is real but I'm not scared
Cuz you are here, your right here
I'll throw you a rope and pull you in tight
Cuz you are mine, at least for the night
The change is real but I'm not scared
Cuz you are here, your right here
I'll throw you a rope and pull you in tight
Cuz you are mine, at least for tonight
At least for tonight
You are the heart that makes the home
You are the rock that starts to roll
You are the iron in my blood
Your veins connect to mine, they light me up like a Christmas tree
On baby Jesus's birthday
Light me up
Pick me up
And if your the only thing I have, then I will always have enough
I'll light you up
I'll pick you up
And if this home is all we have then the weather won't seem rough
The change is real but I'm not scared
Cuz you are here, your right here
I'll throw you a rope and pull you in tight
Cuz you are mine, at least for the night
The change is real but I'm not scared
Cuz you are here, your right here
As you put on that black dress
I will take you out
I will find you another place to lay your head
Another place to rest
Another heart home, another heart home
As you put on that black dress
I will take you out
I will find you another place to lay your head
Another heart home, another heart home
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Broadwing Portland, Maine
Broadwing is a three piece Pop Punk / alternative group based out of Portland, Maine bringing blunt stories broken by edgy
breaks, acoustic instruments and modern electronic production.
Hardcore roots, 2000's Emo bones, modern pop and rap influences bring the sound.
90s kids growing up sad and sarcastic
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