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In the attic of the universe
You will find that I've been dreaming
Find that I've been dreaming
In the city of stars in your head
You will find that they've been dying
Find that they've been dying slow
In the valley of Los Angeles
You will find that they are drowning
Find that Hollywood is dead
In the places that you want to be
You will find all of the dreamers
See all of the dreamers there
(chorus)
I've got a dream of home
You've got to learn to let go
Oregon I'm coming home
Oregon I'll be right there
I was in heaven
I was in heaven, heaven
And that's when I knew it
That I don't want to live forever
In the city of stars in your head
You will find that they are shining
Find that they are shining bright
I was in heaven
I was in heaven, heaven
And that's when I knew it
That I don't want to live
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Words don't hurt you
So it ain't worth it calling you a smart ass
Sticks and stones
May break your bones and I would rather try that
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I'm alright with all this beer in my mind
If it means I ain't ever gonna give you time
And I'm alright with all this smoke in my lungs
If it means I ain't ever gonna give you love
And all of my best friends are livin' in my head
And I'm sorry
That I left you in the middle of the night
It was raining fireworks
It was a starlight kind of crime
And all of my best friends are livin in my head
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Bartley the Balloon !
03:15
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Jukebox love ain't no fun anymore
It costs a quarter and you get up to do it
My love just hit me and called the police
Said I was stealing all of her money
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Won't you miss me when I'm gone, gone, gone
Won't you love me while I'm here in your arms
Bury me in the back
Hallway kissing is what it used to be
It doesn't last long but when you do it it's fun
The honeymoon is what always works the best
Give it a year you'll ask what happened to us
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Crawl across your oil paintings
Artwork of the century
Half asleep I'm on my feet
Always such a lonely street
They sing hallelujah to the
Stars that never answer
Any of the questions they have
Meaningless and triumphant
Cars crashing from the clouds
Buildings tumble all around
Try to cut some sense in it
Waiting for the dope to hit
The artist paints the canvas
The world at your fingertips
You've got a reason to exist
You've got a reason to exist
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Galaxy Gun
02:43
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Late night thoughts are out and they're coming around and into the void
All your secrets here to play stuck in your mind like a pocket of change
I won't keep it to myself all in a dream that's where I was born
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I've been living in a wonderland
A place for the crazy a place for the damned
I've been selling you lies and lies so you could shoot me off like a galaxy gun
Sell myself to you so when you come back you can haunt me too
All the stories come untold making it sour making it sweet
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Donnie Darko,
Satan's in my living room
She ate half a batch
Cryin' under covers too
(chorus)
Now I've got bad tunnel vision
Now I've got the shivers
Get me out of this
(Get me out of this)
Never-changing twilight room
Hollow bodies
Dancing in my own bedroom
Passion of the Christ
I can see you through my mind
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Evil
03:40
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I'm on that long ride to nowhere
Dust kicking up and I can't see a damn thing
The sun has set one last time
Air running dry I just left everything behind
(chorus)
I ain't good
Nothing good at all
I ain't good
Nothing good at all
So tell me more about evil
I just got desert fever
It's kicking in I can feel it in my veins
The moon tonight won't be shining
Highway to the sky won't take me for a ride
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Ticket to Heaven
03:06
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Let's howl at the spitting moon
You were Mary for the church play
My hair was too long I was Jesus Christ
Jewish blonde savior Hollywood carpenter
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If I want to fly away
I know how to get you out
If I want to fly away
I know how to get you out
I know how to get you out
I pray for the rapture
Baby you're my ticket to heaven
Crazy eyed young east coast holy roller
Every time it's the same old shit
Like we found a place but that ain't it
Apparently it's written in the sky
Like a map of clouds but it's never right
Virginia, Baltimore
One day I'll find my home
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Manhattan is Drowning
05:22
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And this planet was just spinning
Even faster than this morning when I was
Drowning in Manhattan
Under covers in your apartment and I saw
A building high as heaven
And a park bench with some carved in hearts I saw
Lovers they were waiting
For a taxi to bring them home
I saw children they were playing
They were astronauts on a rocket ship and they were
Sailing to some planet
That is spinning slower than us right now
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Eleanor and the Atlantic Austin, Texas
Eleanor and the Atlantic is a 5-piece band formed by Chance Herbert and Zach Gray with the intention of making folk-rock for
you all to listen to and hopefully enjoy. Besides Chance (guitar/vocals) and Zach (bass/piano), the band comprises of Makayla Ponce (violin/vocals), Phynix Rogers
(cello), and Marshall Rushing (drums/vocals).
We hope you enjoy!
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