Good Head Starts, Bitter Ends

by Stateside

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jason fry stateside reminds me of early bayside. very good stuff. Favorite track: Like We Always Did.
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released May 25, 2012



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Track Name: Like We Always Did
It hit when you said,
“Damn, I guess we’ll never be around this place again.”
It was the last Saturday in June
And we spoke of fact and truth in dying youth
But we never knew the difference between the two

And I’ve found away through every night away from home
And every torn out notebook page and every
Line you saw, I wished them all away
Just ignore the burning on your lips of things you have to say

And we’ll strain our eyes to see
Anything through this coastal fog and rain
The last message you left me said that nothing here would change
Well I’ll keep this in mind, out of touch, spending time
Just like we always did: tongue-tied and barely alive

And it isn’t much to talk about; the scenery at eighty miles an hour
It’s a face we’ll just forget
And with steady aim comes broken hearts
And we kept our feelings oh so blunt
So you block the wind, I’ll spark one up
It’s how it’s always been

So goodbye and good night, nothing’s wrong; I’m alright
I know you’ve got class tomorrow, and so do I
(It’s times like these we ask ourselves: what’s
Keeping us anywhere at all?)

And say we never leave your backyard
And stay awake all night to find out
We’re the only ones that live like this

Get this through your head: I never knew it all.
We’ll watch as gazes shift to the hereafter
Where I swear we came so close but left it all behind
And watched as we became all that we despised
Track Name: Smokestacks
we'll just fall asleep to songs we know by heart
we're all just shadows and silhouettes
but nights like these, they give us depth

what lovely thoughts of you, so disillusioned
i'm the stars punched in your pitch black plan
of hiding over darkened, empty skies

i'd tell you everything but you'd just forget
i'm plain and simple; the smoke over your head
dissolved into a stagnant sky
well i guess the silence means goodbye

here we are, at bitter ends
just close your eyes and get some rest
good head starts, they never got us too far

i in and exhale but never catch my breath
peel back the paint, and we're all just at the mercy
of the elements

tired hearts at their end
close your eyes, darling and just pretend
the night is young and we're not ever goin home

so what's it like to be
a songbird, [be]cause we're all just set in stone
and worn away by wind, a life unmovable
leave what you know will guide you home

what's it like to be honest for nothing?
i'm plain and simple; a crutch for your longing;
a gaping cut best left alone
to clutch the only flesh its known
and i know to much already to go now.