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From Passenger Action (2009)


This is how I fake no mistakes, and live a sound life.
As I soar, it's how I counterfeit the nervousness
that keeps me outside... when less is more.
This is all I am it's no disguise.
These blemishes show.
This is why I pass on your advice;
I've weathered the storm.

Conversations are getting awkward.
It's a phase that I can't explain.
Always pushing on for a common place
where these differences meet.

From this pedestal I try to credit the archives.
As thoughts flow into notes over days,
not dwelling on hard times, I'm just sorting out.
Drawing sense as the patterns repeat,
knowing that I can't break them.

This is all I am it's no disguise.
These blemishes show.
This is why I pass on your advice;
I'll reap what I've sewn.

Aspirations are getting tired.
Its a phase that I can't explain.
Always pushing on for a common place
where these differences meet.

From this pedestal I try to credit the archives.
As thoughts flow into notes over days,
not dwelling on hard times, I'm just sorting out.
Drawing sense as the patterns repeat,
common place where these differences meet,
knowing that I can't break them.

This is how we fake no mistakes.
This is how we compensate.

I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG.