Pinegrove – Phase (Guitar)

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That night when I lifted my head up

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and I was seeing what was trembling there

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On the edge of my restless eyelid

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On the tip of the horizon's lash

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On the lip of the collapsing letter

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In the lap of the confusing moon

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I'm reduced to an estranged illusion

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I'm consumed by all the shit in my room

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Well then maybe if you pick my room up

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Carve a path in my moonlit floor

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Through the colors I adorn my body with

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In ritual

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Nowadays I usually just get up

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Put on a sweater from the day before

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Like you said it's got to get better

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I wear my shadow like a uniform

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I'm torn right through

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Divided right in two

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So while I do align my library

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By the colors on the spine of my books

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When I'm looking for a resolution

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But there's wreckage everywhere I look

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and there's brambles scratching at the window

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and there's silver shining on the thorns

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I could've sworn the moon's singing to me

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Strung in a phase so strange and torn

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Now the stars look fake and strung up

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and the colors on the floor are worn

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and the hues on my body are muted

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In the shadow, my uniform

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I'm torn right through

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Divided right in two

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I'm lost without using

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The brightest light I knew

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That I knew