Grown Ups

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Bèto "Not that I'm scared, I just lack Self Motivation"... Story of my Life. Favorite track: bug jar.
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Cheyenne Young Had this in my collection for a while and just now came back to it, solid album and great about switching up their style with each song, and the lyrics are so relatable I feel like they're in my head. Can't even pick a favorite track.
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released March 22, 2013

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Track Name: bug jar
I was never able to climb the trees in my backyard
Not that I’m scared I just lacked self motivation
Memory carved in my thoughts, two dates carved in the bark
There are some things I guess you can’t forget

I’ll stand in my backyard and wait until the ponds freeze over
I haven’t stepped foot on the surface and I kind of miss the feeling
I sit on my back porch as the time flies by
With that adolescent hope that my dreams will never die

Those long drives home when I listen to my thoughts
Passing by the places that we shared together
Well I guess that’s why I’m so bummed out
Because I do this thing where I’m so caught up in the past two years of my life

I’ll stand in my backyard and wait until the ponds freeze
I haven’t stepped foot on the surface and I kind of miss the feeling
I just sit on my back porch as the time flies by
With that adolescent hope that my dreams will never die

After high school this year I’ve felt so lost
Just as the weather lets up
I’m about to stand on my own two feet
Track Name: whereabouts
Tell your friends on their next trip to Vermont I’d like to come up with them
I don’t have work until the tenth and
I could use some new sights for these sore eyes
I’d rather pull a muscle running away than spend week nights in the loft above my room


I have this picture in my mind of that little room at the end of the hallway
Crates full of baseball trophies and sun reflecting on the floor
Calculating the distance from now to many years ago when, everyone’s time was spent
In the outfield and not in my room alone
Track Name: i wrote your name in the snow
boner
Track Name: freckleton
This time of year with falling leaves and footsteps on the ground
These thoughts of mine bring memories back to my nights alone, those nights when nothing felt so cold

Progression, the opposite direction
Like staring at the sun
Basement photos from September
The things they bring back to me
I see reflections in the sky
I see shadows in the woods

You break me apart
Track Name: bon iver shot my dog with a bb gun
Ive been sitting around the house today
I cant leave without money
For public transportation, im already getting used to
Cheap food and reruns on tv
My dog barking at the back door
Lately hes been getting out
More than me.
Ive been looking for an excuse to sleep in my car
A way to see the world and all it has to offer
I even think about strolling past twin fawn road
The years keep adding up but it only makes sense to me.
My friends are miles away at college and I don’t even know
What to do with my life.
Don’t tell me to look ahead when im already buried in the past
With nothing left to hold onto
Ill spend an afternoon in new Hampshire it doesn’t make a difference cause
All I feel is alone.
Track Name: ankle socks
I wakeup at noon and sit around my house, because I cant leave here
One day I’ll climb a mountain to stare at the view
And wish that I was there with you

Sometimes it feels like I’m alive without perspective
But what do I know

And I don’t think that I am dead yet
But what do I know