Live at the hideaway EP

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Girl in the picture 

Every morning she wakes up, tired of the same routine. Trying to drown her anger, she showers in caffeine. Her problems become indifferent, Her mind never rests in peace. She wonders what she left behind; A life she thought she couldn't have. The girl in the picture, thought she had it all, thought she had it all. The girl in the picture, thought she knew it all, thought she knew it all. It's nine o'clock and it doesn't make a difference, she can't unlock the possibilities. She left behind a life that promised wrinkles, she chose to ride the promise of demise. The girl in the picture, thought she had it all, thought she had it all. The girl in the picture, thought she knew it all, thought she knew it all. The broken glass on the floor, the hanger hung on the door. The fights and cries that no one heard, of someone seeking to be heard. The girl in the picture, thought she had it all, thought she had it all. The girl in the picture, thought she knew it all, thought she knew it all.                                                                                                   

ACTRESS

Dancing lights in your eyes, poems and postcards traveled fast. She whispered in my ear:"Everything's all right, I am your sand and you the sea my dear" You wrote your name in fingerprints and left a trail to follow. I dressed you up in loving words, and you went and wore them for someone else. From backstage I see, I see how good you are but they don't know you're acting, they don't know you're acting. You wrote your name in fingerprints and left a trail to follow.                                                                                                                                                                                              

Going home

I'm going home leaving behind all I know, traveling small and heading home. I'm going home keeping my head strong, clear skies of thought and letting the wind blow. And now, that I let myself go I can look for a sign. I'm going home keeping my head strong, clear skies of thought and letting the wind blow. I'm going home sleeping for so long, singing this song and heading where I belong. And now that I let myself go I can look for a sign. And now that I let myself go I can look for a sign. And now that I let myself go I can look for a sign.