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Small Victories
03:20
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I’ve been waiting here for so long,
trying to pick up all the pieces.
I have done this once before,
they’re all scattered on the floor.
But I go dancing in my head.
It’s just one last thing before I have to go away.
Try to turn back all the clocks,
I’m gonna change the score.
Win or lose it’s just a game,
and I’m the fool, always coming back for more.
Cause every second that I waste
is a minute lost to father time.
Second chances, throwing ashes in the sea.
What’s it all for?
I get lost inside my head,
spinning closer to the edge.
Then I found you in the car.
You didn’t have to say a word.
I got right in.
You took me far away from everything.
Now, please don’t let me fall apart.
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2. |
Best of Me
04:11
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Wear it on your shoulder, wear it on your sleeve.
Wear it in your hair tied up so everyone will be aware.
Go on, write a novel about it, a story nobody will read.
And if they do will anyone understand,
or will they hide it 6 feet deep?
Hmm, it’s getting the of best me.
Hmm, it’s getting the of best me.
Hmm, it’s getting the of best me.
And if you didn’t notice, just wait and see.
Dig a hole and plant it in the yard so the neighbors see.
The roots are tangled far below, buried underneath.
Send it with some flowers.
Float it down the stream.
They say it gives you power.
Maybe it’ll give you power, but it’s…
Hmm, it’s getting the of best me.
Hmm, it’s getting the of best me.
Hmm, it’s getting the of best me.
And if you didn’t notice, just wait and see.
Feeling like the world is upside down.
Give me a sign the I’ll end on my feet again.
Tossing, turning, tumbling, turned around.
Look up and you will find me,
my cloudy mind won’t let me touch the ground.
Hmm, it’s getting the of best me.
Hmm, it’s getting the of best me.
Hmm, it’s getting the of best me.
And if you didn’t notice, just wait and see.
Hmm, it’s getting the of best me.
Hmm, it’s getting the of best me.
Hmm, it’s getting the of best me.
And if you didn’t notice, just wait and see.
Feeling like the world is upside down.
Give me a sign the I’ll end on my feet again.
Tossing, turning, tumbling, turned around.
Look up and you will find me,
my cloudy mind won’t let me touch the ground.
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3. |
It Just Takes Time
04:20
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On the ropes again, chasing myself around my head.
Twelve angry souls just trying to get a word in.
Seldom do they back down, and the result is to numb out.
Going through it on my own cause I’m afraid to bring it up.
I’ve got my mother’s overthinking and my father’s discontent with everything.
Mix it up with my millennial angst and ceaseless wondering.
Maybe I’ll even out, runway lights shining through the clouds.
Pick myself up off the floor and move along.
It just, it just takes time, but what if time isn’t on my side?
It just, it just takes time.
Repeat on a loop, counting sheep to sleep at night.
An education in studies that never seem to find resolve.
A home, a roof, a bed, a fence but no dog.
Maybe it’ll all work out, a periscope through a sea of doubt.
Restless to a point of catching fire.
It just, it just takes time, but what if time isn’t on my side?
It just, it just takes time.
Repeat on a loop, counting sheep to sleep at night.
And if it takes all my life… It just takes time.
It just, it just takes time, but what if time isn’t on my side?
It just, it just takes time.
Repeat on a loop, counting sheep to sleep at night.
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4. |
All Is Said and Done
03:47
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Fate has a way of catching you outside without your coat.
A gust of wind sweeps you away,
and takes you to a place you never thought you’d go.
Hold on tight,
because the night is always darkest before the dawn.
And after all is said and done, you’ll find love.
Any day now, we could disembark,
leave the earth and rest our weary hearts.
So take, take all you can
cause God has got a funny way with plans.
Hold on tight,
because the night is always darkest before the dawn.
And shine a light.
There’s a beauty to letting go and moving on.
And after all is said and done, you’ll find love.
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I know what you think, “how could this happen to me?”
But it’ll be alright, you’re gonna sleep tight.
Suddenly, you feel your heart in your knees,
but somehow you’ll make this right. I know you will.
I know what you mean, when you say you can’t breath.
Trapped in a space unknown,
somewhere that you’d never expect to go.
So superficial and clean (suddenly)
Like inside of a dream (inside of a dream)
Waiting for a lover’s kiss (waiting for a lover’s kiss)
to wake you up. (to wake you up)
And I know what you’re thinking,
“Oh, am I good enough?”
Even though your hands are shaking,
stay true and know you’re loved.
I know it’s harder to breathe in nervous moments like these,
But you know you’ve always had the answer:
Just relax and chalk it all up to a rainy day.
And when you fall to you knees, “screaming please god please
don’t let me be the pinnacle of cynical, lecturous and miserable types. Give me the strength to carry on.”
And I know what you’re thinking,
“Oh, am I good enough?”
Even though your hands are shaking,
stay true and know you’re loved.
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6. |
The Historian
03:22
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Is this how it’s supposed to be?
A lonely boy who’s insides just want out?
A silent catastrophe, all bottled up with nowhere to escape?
But I’m finding a way to rewrite my history.
Try not to dismay with these loneliness mysteries.
I see all these friends of mine
parading around town, no single care.
But I’ll wait here close behind,
and hope for any sign you’d want me there.
But I’m finding a way to rewrite my history.
I don’t think it’s too late to fix these loneliness mysteries.
Take your medicine and run!
Don’t believe, don’t believe what you hear inside.
Look at the children play, their hearts so full of joy.
Don’t tell them, now, that it could all end today.
The ones you love will always let you down.
I’m still finding a way to rewrite my history
I hope it’s not too late to fix these loneliness mysteries
Take your medicine and run!
Don’t believe, don’t believe what you fear inside.
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7. |
Violet
03:17
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Who do you think they are? Where do you think they go?
Go on take a sip, just don’t let it show.
Save it for the bad times, the rough, the mediocre.
I wish she was here with me.
Perhaps, if I can, I will evoke her.
But I won’t sleep tonight
with all these shades of violet in my mind.
Maybe they all come back, or maybe we join them in the end.
No one can ever know, so why do we pretend?
Cause if somebody’s watching over us,
don’t you think she’d intervene?
Right now it just feels worthless.
Do you understand, do you understand what I mean?
But I won’t sleep tonight
But I won’t sleep tonight
But I won’t sleep tonight
with all these shades of violet in my mind.
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Seven years ago, I packed up and moved away.
Never to return except for holidays.
I thought I’d find a home again, maybe fall in love,
but the pond is no easy place to fall in love.
So I sing, your city doesn’t love you.
Give it your all. Everything you’ve got.
Sometimes your very best is good enough.
I tried so hard to please her, I did what I thought he’d want.
I played the game and all but lost the farm.
So I sing, your city doesn’t love you, so why stay?
The city doesn’t love you…
Your city doesn’t love you, so I’ll build one for two.
The city doesn’t love you, but I do. But I do. Yes, I do.
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9. |
Speak Slower
03:48
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Speak slower, think more. Find words they’ll enjoy.
Don’t talk, listen. You will learn.
Find friends who like you. They might stick around for while.
Take your time, don’t rush.
You might find what you’re trying to say deep inside your thoughts.
If you just go upstairs with a flashlight.
Don’t be scared of what you might find.
All that shakes your bones and chills your soul.
The ghost of old St. Mary’s Hill is waiting to take you home.
Overthink, don’t talk. Wait your turn. You’re wrong.
Fight the urge in your blood. The red light is on.
Say what has been on your mind.
Not too fast, for you might scare them off.
Go inside your head, you’ll find yourself
in the corner shaking in your socks.
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10. |
Garden Talker
03:57
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I saw you taking to the garden.
Hands on your hips, you were really going for it.
It left me feeling dumbfounded,
like what the hell is going on inside of you?
Is it grief? Is it pain? Are your legs too weak to stand?
Are the shadows chasing you catching up?
Are you feeling undercut, have you had quite enough?
Can you come unlock the door and let me in? Oh, let me in.
I saw you crying in the garden,
so strange to see on such a beautiful day.
Suppose you’re feeling broken-hearted.
The world around you just keeps letting you down.
Could it be laughter? Is it joy?
Am I reading this all wrong?
Is this a thin projection of myself?
Are you waiting for the gun of a race that can’t be won?
Let me come unlock the door and let you in. Oh let you in.
We’re not that different you and me.
We’re not that different can’t you see?
We’re not that different at all.
Is it grief? Is it pain? Are your legs too weak to stand?
Are the shadows chasing you catching up?
Are you feeling undercut? Have you all but given up?
Can you come unlock the door and let me in? Just let me in.
I saw you walking through the garden,
taking time for yourself in sweet summer air.
And I could tell that you’d been crying.
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11. |
Myths
02:56
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All of my friends want me to be fine.
But somehow I’ve convinced myself
that all they tell me are lies.
A cheap, red bottle of wine goes bad in a day.
Myths we tell ourselves in hopes we’ll be ok.
Fogging the mirror to remind you you’re there.
Want the world but don’t be too much.
No one is thinking about you
quite as much as you think they are.
Find the love within,
and please be kind to my friend.
Better days are ahead.
Don’t give up, it’s not the end.
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Safari Room Nashville, Tennessee
Safari Room's brand new album, 𝗧𝗜𝗠𝗘 𝗗𝗘𝗩𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗦 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦, out now!
Safari Room is the indie rock outfit and brainchild of Alec Koukol (Omaha-native, now Nashville-local).
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