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The Morning After​.​.​. EP

by Tombolo

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1.
As with this As with everything We’re left alone We’re left alone This is steep This is loneliness I’m leavin’ home I’m leavin’ home A picture only does so much A picture only shows so much Retreat! I Go! Yes, you’re sleeping Eyelids shut, I really Need To talk Christ, every time you touch me, I shrink away Alone I’m here and gripping your young head, my fingers stray Boy You are gone Headlights fade You are gone What I made
2.
Aren’t we Aren’t we Better now than we once were Won’t you Won’t you see My eyelids are yearning I don’t have to miss you Oh god, how could I miss you? ‘Cause you haven’t left you’re still here But I miss every person, We knew And so I miss every person not here Cherish Cherish me There’s always someone I can be I can Completely Understand why you’d leave me But don’t take me back to New Jersey I’m afraid they’re gonna bury me there I swear I could still lift you up And I swear I could still make you happy But don’t take me back to New Jersey Any other hellhole’s not there I swear I could still fill you up And I swear I’ll get past 23
3.
Miles 03:20
The note it starts, I feel alone Just one part, it’s me, my own Fists are clenched, welling up All things against, the tears are naught We came down here to rest our feet And now there’s nothing left to be 168th and 80th All that work amounts to this? …and now, here we are… I guess we could have Done better …Not me, but you It seems unfair to leave it all But what have I done but stumble and fall The badinage has kept me sane My zenith passed, there was no pain …and now, here we are… All at once my eyes Grow heavy Miles, down, me Miles, throw me Now I wonder why I took so long (No, don’t go away!)
4.
Yorthe Borne 04:39
I would rather you sleep better than me I would rather you be unlost and me lost This heat is not the same warmth we used to feel Hon, we’re getting used to it, there is no frost I would rather you not be subject to my monster I would rather you be safe while I run, avoiding thunder I think that I could fix, well, whatever B, don’t even look, I’m under you But now that I am here I am convinced that I am almost fixed I would rather you be out in a two-piece I would rather you cherish the strength of a drink The last thing that New Jersey needs is me Waste all of these brain cells, no need to think
5.
Pain Kill 03:03
A ways from you But what if Where’d I go, where‘d I go?? Fit it in I said I tried But ya know, but ya know (I don’t have the strength! You don’t have the bribe) Hold it, somehow Wait ‘til I hang up What happened here?! Pain kill, pain kill Harangue is you And heinous too So I left, where’d I go? Magnificent Is where I went For a day, maybe two Hold it, somehow Wait ‘til I hang up What happened here?!?! Pain kill, pain kill Hold it, somehow Can’t wait to hang up Eventually forget me Pain kill is easy Older, we are So strange to see you It’d be best, forget you Pain kill is easy
6.
Run What runs through me Your hands on my face When I was still a baby Run We’re better than that Advise me, a machine? “Enjoy what you had” The pavement, (RUN RUN RUN) houses cracks AND THESE! Moments STRIKE LIKE heart attacks Poor, my, in-sides are twisted and wrapped around Burden, so I’ll call and have to hunker down Run Your Christmas presents Flouted and wasted I’m always playing defense The pavement, (RUN RUN RUN) doesn’t call AND THESE!! Remember, (STRIKE LIKE) above all What?! My heart pumps blood through me for someone else! WHAT?! My heart pumps blood through me for someone else. Why are you always calling? Did you mistake me for a talker I might move Further

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The debut EP from Tombolo. Each download of the record comes with the album art and lyric PDF.

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released April 5, 2013

Written, performed, and produced by Nicholas J. Whittaker

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Tombolo Miami, Florida

Tombolo (n., pl. -los.) - A sandbar that connects an island to the mainland or to another island.

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