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Marquee Moon
03:01
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1. Marquee Moon:
What can I say, because I’ve always felt this way, I think I want to try and be someone
Can’t stay awake or apply myself at work, it’s been like this for the last few years
Have a plan to retire, and greet each day with a smile, man, sometimes I really bore myself
I’m sorry I’ll work harder, been having trouble at home
I’ve only got 12 more payments before I’ve got hundreds more
I’ve been fired, and I’ve quit, but in the end they both mean shit, get drunk and dance on the hoods of cars
The price that you pay to have something to say, why dream when you can keep living
Mom and dad have a plan, pile the kids into the van, but I’m so high that my eyes bleed
Please don’t lose faith in me, I’ll make it up somehow
A decade of indecision, another faded teenage dream
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Strangers
03:05
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2. Strangers
Everyone wants to be like strangers in the night
I’ll fake it through the day for the night alone with you
All my friends with their dying dreams
Mirror the stars that cover our cars
Let me down
Take it easy
This won’t hurt a bit
Someone saw the future, we were a moment stuck in time
Trapped in a movie theater, but it’s a film I’ve never seen
Give me one more day in a place where nothing can go wrong
It’s sunny everyday, I’m dying to be home
The shutter gets released
You’re on the losing end
But no one notices at all
You might lose me to a deserted freeway
By now there’s a whole day in between us
Living in a dream with heated pool and bar
Will they play my record
Will I be a star
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Stripmall In The Sun
03:02
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3. Stripmall in the Sun
I was meant to be lost in the 70’s living in Topanga Canyon with you
Sending friendly postcards from a strip mall in the sun
Trying hard to figure out how to be someone
Ambition to be found can only lead to failure
Do you think this is where I’ve belonged
It’s been a roman candle decade, and just like that it was all a dream
Faded paint on the hoods of cars, take my picture on the walk of stars
A double rainbow, an off white limousine, killing time outside a show hoping you’d stop by
Vanilla cherry soda, heart shaped sun glasses, cruising in a Nova in the Southern sun
VHS dreams for my rotary phone queen, you sparkle like a drum set on an October lawn
You’ve got to use a pen to make the tape deck work
Makes the tapes sound like they were warped by the sun
Never thought that I could love someone, don’t you know that I believe in you
Don’t you know that I believe in you
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Arrivals/Departures
02:39
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4. Arrivals/Departures
Time killed
Waiting for your plane to board
Through the hours
Your love kept me warm
Touch the sky
Departing dream terminal
With the daylight on my side
No destination is good enough for us
This will be a smoke free flight
In my seat they turn off the light
Hoping we can connect
Arrivals or did you forget
Freezing shuttle ride to my car
Desolated long term parking lot
Moving taillights warm the snowdrift
Wondering how I can decide
Familiar scenes in the rearview
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5. Familiar Scenes
Familiar scenes in the rearview
What’s a home without someone to love
Another movie script is ending
Our lives like plastic memories
Sparks from burning christmas trees
Do you have everything you need
Flashing blue computer screens
It’s all the silence in between
Another broken teenage dream
Everytime I thought I knew the reason why
I did what I did was just trying to survive
Graduate into somebody else’s dream
Do whatever I can to be part of the team
And the sound that I make will drown out the noise
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6. |
Skyline
03:06
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6. Skyline
Standing in the tall grass
Our voices echo blindly
Strangers on this road we’re on
Committed to memory
This is a paradise for the window shoppers here
Great deals they’ve been waiting for all year
I’m sorry if I'm like a vampire in the mirror
Tabloids on blue compter screens
It’s not hard to love
It’s not hard to love
Pass the summer fences
Park the car downtown
Waste all of your days away
With shakes from the night before
Skyline freeways the Western sky is blue
If you can see it through the noise
Idled on the ghost ramps tomorrow never knows
Burn all your prepaid telephones
It’s not hard to love
It’s not hard to love
It’s not hard to love again
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Movie Script Ending
02:18
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7. Movie Script Ending
Do you believe in the age of wires
You know that I didn’t start the fire
Broken down on an LA freeway
Wearing fall colors, movie script endings
Everytime my walkman fades I’m thinking of a sunset sound
Like some lonely summer night, drunk on dreams under the marquee lights
Mutual convenience, raiding god’s liquor store
Prettier then everyone, a life of illuminating rooms
But life swept forward, and she made no plans
Dreaming in color, autumn views
Find it hard to talk to someone, shaking hands with a starter gun
Although my eyes were open they may as well have just been closed
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8. |
Roseville
02:57
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8. Roseville
The trailer park beats living downtown
A magazine, on a bus seat in ’73
I grew up in an automotive town
Waiting on the sky to fall
Someday it will all make sense
In Roseville I found somebody to love
In Roseville I made a home
Everytime something went wrong, where was I
Well I had moved on
Postcards from a bus station off the Interstate
Street scenes remind me that we're alone
That summer will go down as the hottest on record
Heartbreak is not a hotel that you can check out of
I’m prepared to be anything that you choose
In Roseville I found somebody to love
In Roseville I made a home
Everytime something went wrong, where was I
Well I had moved on
And someday it will all make sense
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9. |
A Dream
02:15
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9. A Dream
The motion of life terrifies me
I hang on to your words
Some days the darkness overwhelms me
Some days it’s the color I wear
I wonder why I fuck up all the good things in my life
Why can’t I let go of the past
You said I’m stuck in repetition
I keep all my things in boxes
You may one day have to change
Move forward and start a brand new game
And just like that it was all a dream
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balacade Victoria, British Columbia
Hi, how are you. I'm Andrew, and I play music under the Balacade moniker. I've been making records and playing shows as quietly as possible since I was in highschool. I call the Pacific Northwest home, and absolutely love bands from the 90's. My influences include Grandaddy, Sparklehorse, Neil Young, and Elliott Smith. If I could travel back in time, I'd be heading on tour opening for Grandaddy. ... more
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