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You're Doing Good
03:08
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So far to be on your own
All this time, you’re waiting for
Some true force
To call you out
Wash your hands, get it done
Then come home to us
Weighted all to you
The consequences
How they long for truth
For you to come to your senses
All I want to do
Is light your candle
To see accomplishments that we just cannot handle
But you’re doing fine
You’re doing good
So take a break
For goodness’ sake, you know you should
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Be Alive
03:12
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You held my hand a little tight
So woefully misaligned
If we had met another night
If we just had another life
You wrote it down
That when he calls
You’ll say
Why wait?
Why pause?
Why hesitate?
‘Cause at this rate
Who knows the odds
That we’ll grow old
They say
You’re a little late
But you need to get more sleep
So go home
And be a bard
And sell your art
Whatever it takes
Just know
I’m on your side
And if we get through this
You better be alive
You held my hand a little tight
So perfectly misaligned
If we had met another night
If we had led another life
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Legacy
03:30
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I killed a king
I killed a concept, corrupt conquest
Ugly thing
Oh, what a dream, to be born into this thing
A lifelong legacy and all that brings
For what?
(chorus)
Did you fall again
The first time and the last time
They seem so different
Did you find your friends?
To dig a hole, to build a home
To try again
I’ll stay cool this time
I’ll live a lifetime at your side
I’ll live a lifetime at your aid
Oh king
All the while I plead,
I’m scheming on the side
To bring about my rise
(chorus)
Aye, you’ll rise
After just one more try
All rise, all heights
We own a castle in the sky
Our lives, too high
I’d like to move away
Rewind, retry
This one’s a lost cause
I’ve got the time
I’ll have another go
But we can’t keep doing this
(chorus)
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Distract Me
03:19
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Set up on my own
A little solitude would do me good
A self-sufficient, archetypal man
Thought I could be, but clearly I can’t
I put myself in an ugly cage
Filled with all the things I’ve thrown away
But I can’t see, but I can’t seem to be...
I can’t be alone
I can’t be alone anymore
Wash away your empty soul
A lived-long life that you let go
A hanging nail to bite off
Look upon your gated fields
All cratered, pockmarked--what a steal
All the things you want to know
They’re out, they’re gone, they’re blasted off
Some complicated odyssey
A tale of earth that I can’t read
I leave my life in your hands
I leave it in your hands
Distract me
The clouds will come
I’ll be undone
I’ve lost the function of the one
A scrawny kid with a rebel’s gait
Went through life in a hopeful haze
You used to be so bright and loud
But now you’ve grown and lost it all
Distract me
The clouds will come
I’ll be undone
I need your hand to thread me up
So thread me up
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Cartographic Memory
04:32
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Heading south, I think
Leaving marks upon the ground
We’ll never see
Never see again
Carving out time
Drawing outlines
Folding both sides into a square
Doing it right
Seeing the sights
Leaving behind a “We were here”
It’s so hard to
Make your way through this
Without losing
Something dear to you
Heading south, I think
Leaving marks upon the ground
We’ll never see
Never see again
I think I found a note
Of old coordinates
No map and no context
Just numbers in a list
I think I found a line
A path that weaves us through
This one is labeled “home”
To remind you where we’ve been
I don’t remember what we said
But I won’t forget where we were
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Fonewm Boston, Massachusetts
Fonewm's goal is to make electronic music that still feels like a band you've never heard of could be playing it in
someone's basement.
I'm an ex-game designer and ex-indie rock kid, so my music combines both of those influences to make vocals-heavy indie rock by way of synthy, beat-driven sounds.
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