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The New Manhattan (Demo)
03:24
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Did you always live in fear of tomorrow?
It’s a pretty nerve-wracking way to be.
My future won’t be so scary
If I can make a career of losing sleep.
All my friends know what I mean,
We’re like an Insomniacs Anonymous meeting,
Praying that one day we can get jobs counting sheep.
I think it’s time we all just let it go.
The past can only haunt you if you give in to the ghost.
We haven’t been missing out on much of anything at all.
You don’t miss the fever
But the delirium it brings.
I hold this city by a string
That it wears like an engagement ring.
But I’ve been thinking about it,
And neither of us is ready.
Can we break this off?
I think it’s time we all just let it go.
The past can only haunt you if you give in to the ghost.
We won’t be missing out on much of anything at all,
But I promise that I’ll be on call.
Changing times don’t mean you should forget what you’ve been told.
The new Manhattan will be troubling because it’s built upon the old.
I think it’s time we all just let it go.
The past can only haunt you if you give in to the ghost.
We won’t be missing out on much of anything at all.
I think it’s time we all just let it go.
The past can only haunt you if you give in to the ghost.
We won’t be missing out on much of anything at all,
But I promise that I’ll be on call.
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2. |
Monument (Demo)
02:48
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May I have this dance?
This may be the last time we can share.
We’ve been getting older,
And begging to be spared.
And I know you feel this too.
And I know you want this like I do.
I hope you understand that
You stand monumental.
You’re written as a testament,
And I cannot contend with this.
I’ve been broken in,
But I’m willing to start again.
I just can’t wait to take hits
From that girl’s summer skin.
I’ve been broken in,
But I’m willing to start again.
I just can’t wait to take hits
From that girl’s summer skin.
I’ve been wasting Friday nights,
Watching headlights speeding under me,
But I’d rather be wasting them with you.
And I know you’re spoken for,
But you’re a rare thing I believe in
It’s right on time that you’d be leaving.
I don’t need a lover,
I need someone to listen.
It’s always been implicit
And I guess we’ll always stay this way.
I’ve been broken in,
But I’m willing to start again.
I just can’t wait to take hits
From that girl’s summer skin.
I’ve been broken in,
But I’m willing to start again.
I just can’t wait to take hits
From that girl’s summer skin.
And Joe says,
“It’s funny how this ends.
I finally figured high school out
Just in time to start again.”
I think he’s on to something
That I figured out too late.
“We’re so complicated,
And we’ll always stay this way.”
I’ve been broken in
But I’m willing to get better.
I’ve been broken in,
But I’m willing to start again.
I just can’t wait to take hits
From that girl’s summer skin.
I’ve been broken in,
But I’m willing to start again.
I just can’t wait to take hits
From that girl’s summer skin.
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Let’s be honest for a second
No one here feels quite at home.
This lifestyle makes you so uneasy,
Watches you while you’re alone
And I’m afraid we can’t survive this way
But we’re not the only ones.
Have you seen her at all lately?
They say she can’t even stand on her own.
She told me, “I’ve got a lot of time
And I’ve got a lot of friends.
But nothing to do with either one of them.”
Oh this isn’t fair now,
They say she doesn’t care now.
She’s letting herself go
And she’ll find out the hard way.
And in the backseats of running cars
The floodgates burst like tabs at bars
The tempest flared, the anger poured
And down my throat, a different chord
You struck a nerve that touched my sins
You told me you could feel me fading.
You asked about my self-destruction
But I didn’t have an opinion
If you cut me some slack,
Well I swear I’ll cut back.
Forever you’ll be my favorite heart attack.
Oh this isn’t fair now,
They say she doesn’t care now.
She’s letting herself go
And she’ll find out the hard way.
We tied this knot around our waists
To make sure we wouldn’t lose ourselves
But at the rate we’re heading
I’d say it happened ages ago.
The way we’re living has its consequences
(We can’t go on like this forever)
Do you see what it’s doing to us?
(Can you tell that we’re not all there anymore?)
The way we’re living has its consequences
(We can’t go on like this forever)
Do you see what it’s doing to us?
(Can you tell that we’re not all there anymore?)
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4. |
In the Breeze (Demo)
03:28
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You are the rain,
Falling down from the sky
And touching everything.
You’re sun-shower hitting my window pane.
Last night I dreamt
You hadn’t packed your memories
Into that bag and left.
I’m sorry things went so quickly.
Now everything’s quiet.
(She came in on the breeze and
she’ll go out on the breeze)
There are no strings, no binding.
Wash me away.
Cut me loose,
I feel the pain.
There are no strings, no binding.
Wash me away.
Cut me loose,
I feel the pain in the weather of yesterday.
When the wind blows from the East
I taste the salt from your skin.
This is all that’s left of me
From a winter I lived buried.
My bed is filled with broken glass
I think I’m sleeping in.
I haven’t looked well in such a long time.
She came in on the breeze and,
She’ll go out on the breeze.
There are no strings, no binding.
Wash me away.
Cut me loose,
I feel the pain.
There are no strings, no binding.
Wash me away.
Cut me loose,
I feel the pain in the weather of yesterday.
You are not an angel.
They say you can’t always go back.
This is how I suspected
You would react.
Watch out below.
It’s quiet now.
Maybe you were right,
I need time to sort myself out.
There are no strings, no binding.
Wash me away.
Cut me loose,
I feel the pain.
There are no strings, no binding.
Wash me away.
Cut me loose,
I feel the pain in the weather of yesterday.
Wash me away.
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There’s something strange about the way
You say my name when I’m not listening
And I dare to say it’s stranger
When I am.
And I’ve never been the jealous type,
And I don’t think I am now,
It’s just a feeling, but I wouldn’t call it doubt.
So please try to keep the sounds out of your mouth.
Call me Jackson,
Call me Florida,
Call me New York City in the rain.
Call me a suburban home
On the Better Coast,
Call me downtown San Francisco and take the blame.
Because you get lucky
When you’re alone at the casino.
Think It’s funny,
When you fall asleep at the machine.
You’ve got a problem,
You want everyone to know it,
That you blew a loaded bet
Against the home team.
Call me blackjack,
Call me baccarat,
Call me the Four horse in the sixth race.
Call me your royal flush,
I’ll be the eye you rub,
When they hand you that wild one-eye jack.
I don’t think I’ll ever write a song about you,
So you’ll just have to try and make due.
Call me Wonderwall,
Call me Basket Case,
Call me Holland, 1945.
Be my No Seatbelt Song,
I’ll be your Mr. Jones,
Because we all know exactly what that means.
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Catching Quiet Babylon, New York
Catching Quiet is an alternative band from New York City/Long Island. Founded in December 2011, the band is comprised of five friends from high school: Ted Little on vocals, Jon Repetti on lead guitar, Ciaran Slattery on rhythm guitar and backup vocals, Chris Smith on bass and backup vocals, and Joe Goldin on drums. ... more
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