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  • At The National Show (Album Version)
    2026/03/02
    At The National Show A cloudless summer day Got off the wrong stop on the train Before the low-hanging night Was engulfed by rain I was walking through the park And the show decided to start Heard the man singing about soul And I moved nearer to take part Had ventured out solo Instead of staying home A few of my recent dates Were like talking to a stone I swear I felt you there And in my memory I see your hair Hanging off the back of a black raincoat You always say you’d never wear Isn’t it funny? How we almost met before we met That was a world ago At The National show I was so goddamn tired of being alone Aimless empire nights Patrolling shadows beneath the lights Staring into some tinted window Set at an unreachable height I emailed gibberish to my professors Because I was nobody’s successor I just couldn’t bridge that distance between Anonymous and successful It was like I could disappear Without having any there to get back here There was only rock and roll baseball To treat my lancing fear Chorus Strolling with soggy shoes Following the mid-set monsoon I was thinking about The Land of Oz And destined for my quiet bedroom It was only four more months Until I’d feel your touch Previously my love life had been like An EP release where nobody comes It was first the sound of your voice Inviting me into a choice The tone was like smoky cinnamon Incinerating every other noise I’d torn up a lottery ticket Over someone’s rude opinion I’d rather the dignity of a nobody Instead of a paid minion Chorus
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    5 分
  • Verona Revisited (Album Version)
    2026/02/28
    Verona Revisited I was thinking about a summer moon I was remembering the bomb in Times Square I was recalling that when I was with you I didn’t really care I was ransoming your promise I was planning out our life I never stopped to ask myself If you wanted to be my wife Bought time With a rhyme Never even tasted Your lips upon mine Swore I was fine Drinking the world But a guy can get tangled When he falls in love with a girl Those days are long ago And the city doesn’t feel the same As when I was brand-new with you Like I never had a name The bench between the avenues The movie theater underground The way you made me go in search Of some divine, secret sound Chorus Would I sound ridiculous? To admit I pictured you with gray hair Was I mistaken when I concluded You never gave a damn Hey, we were young And things get messy Deep down I knew you were Too busy to miss me Chorus Well, what could be more romantic? Two city kids in love? In the first summer of a new decade Through the eyes of a wounded dove In the flashing lights Behind the homeless man in the park The Holy Spirit doesn’t help him Nor does my broken heart
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    7 分
  • Paradigm (Album Version)
    2026/02/25
    Paradigm You’re a glistening Apparition It’s 102 by the pool And you can’t remember The last time you went to school That professor Was unsuccessful He tried inspiring through shame But his intellectual ambition Couldn’t be more lame Had a Paradigm But it all liquifies Beneath the sun You’d jot a thought If you wanted one Bought a new Bathing suit Your teacher mother died young Your salesman father loves a drink When the deal is done Empty-headed friends A means to an end Isolation can be like a blister You barely notice until you break Then you get a visit from your sister Had a Paradigm But it was blinded by the Taillights on the highway But you’re never one to heed a warning From faraway You’re just on a different wavelength Keeping those you love in true suspense Collecting bottle caps in your desk drawer Spreading glitter on the resumes Lining your bedroom floor But you’re so much wiser Than the career advisor Dawn just kissed your rusty shed In your purgatorial backyard Days of wine and stasis indefinitely extend Had a Paradigm But no one took the time To analyze the sadness In your pale, green Eyes
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    4 分
  • Scenes that are Brightest -- Summer
    2026/02/23
    Scenes that are Brightest -- Summer by Matt Waters
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    1 分
  • Equinox (album version)
    2026/02/20
    Equinox The sun slipped through A gray cloud And illuminated the scene The town hummed In sudden thrall As if stirred from winter’s dream The sidewalk seized By children spilling Recklessly into the street You stood beside The blue mailbox Where we’d agreed to meet Equinox, equinox Has returned to life Everything you forgot Equinox, equinox All your old hopes Preserved in an ink blot Equinox, equinox Provides the strength to lift Those ideals you long ago dropped The April sky Seems pastel painted Onto the lenses before your eyes We talked about the government, the Internet And you wondered when I’d ever Realize You said, ‘the only hope is the Present moment, cyclical and Interpersonal.’ We never related About interfacing And my depression was Non-negotiable Chorus On the aching boulevard It made too much sense To tell each other Goodbye Not sure what you wanted by meeting We didn’t click, I never thought You needed to apologize But before we parted You offered an embrace And your arms were still So strong That lingering sense Of an unfinished sentence Dissolved upon your whisper, “The weather’s getting warm.” Chorus.
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    5 分
  • Freedom Tower (album version)
    2026/02/16
    Freedom Tower (album version) by Matt Waters
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    8 分
  • "the logic of his wings" (album version)
    2026/02/13
    The Logic of His Wings He spent the night Thinking about Madonna While restless In his bed During many of his Waking hours He acted out the dreams In his head Of being a baseball star A wrestler An action hero without a face The world was moving so Frantically around him He couldn’t keep Pace Beauty everywhere Beauty nowhere Beauty in the shadow Of a pigeon At the park Beauty everywhere Beauty nowhere His beautiful house Was falling apart The hope of what a new day brings The logic of his wings Inject adrenaline into a broken heart And fly, triumphantly Toward a dying star A little brown wallet Full of grandma’s money And a bike ride To the candy store A Butterfinger, and Gamepro Were everything he can afford These were the bright colors Of dreamlands Constructed in cubicles The brilliant backgrounds Above the orchestra For a middle-class American Musical Beauty everywhere Beauty nowhere Beauty in those sirens Wailing in the Dark Beauty everywhere, beauty nowhere Barmen We tend to play our part The hope of what a new day brings The logic of his wings Inject adrenaline into a broken heart Then fly, triumphantly Toward a dying star
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    6 分
  • Intermezzo - Spring
    2026/02/11
    Intermezzo - Spring by Matt Waters
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    1 分