1. |
The Nevermind
03:55
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O – I’m serious…
Nobody seems to mind
The slow decline.
O – I’m serious…
Everyone seems just fine
With the nevermind.
Nobody’s looking
At where they’re going.
And nobody’s steering,
As if they’re floating downstream.
O – I’m serious…
One by one, we march contently out to sea.
Everyone thinks someone else has got the lead.
But nobody’s looking
At where they’re going.
And nobody’s steering,
As if they’re floating downstream.
O – I’m serious…
Nobody seems to mind
The slow decline.
O – I’m serious…
Everyone seems just fine
With the nevermind.
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2. |
Ode to the Overboard
05:06
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O – every weekend is an island.
I’m just trying to float ashore.
O – every Sunday is an eyesore.
Get ready to sink again.
O – off the deep end.
O – off the deep end, again.
O – as I try to swim to safety,
The water fills up my lungs.
O – and the current overtakes me.
One moment more, and I’m done.
O – I might as well.
O – I might as well let go.
O – Every weekend is an island.
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3. |
Sinking
04:54
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I’m a sinking ship,
And buckets just won’t fix this.
Women and children first.
The hull’s about to burst.
Watching it all fall apart on my…
Watching it all fall apart.
It’s only broken in my head.
It’s never quite right in my head.
It’s always broken in my head.
In my head.
Can’t you see?
I’m losing speed.
Friction fights the inertia,
Pulling me down.
I’m a shooting star,
But I’m not going far.
Piercing the atmosphere,
My pilot knows no fear.
Watch me burning up before your eyes.
Watch me burning up the sky.
If you broke into my head,
You could see the things I never said,
If you could see inside my head.
Can’t you see?
I’m losing speed.
Friction fights the inertia,
Pulling me down.
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4. |
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Hard to say
Hard to say just how it started
Hard to say
Hard to say just when it ends
But it’s too late
But it’s too late now
Hard to say
Hard to say just how it happened
Hard to say
Hard to say what comes next
But it’s too late
But it’s too late now
The blue turns grey
And the soothing waves
Are soon displaced
The moon in their place
In its grave
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Annum Ford Nevada
Not everything comes out of Vegas sprinkled in glitz and glamour. Formed in 2004, by life-long friends Nick Vincent (vocals/rhythm guitar), Nick Whalen (lead guitar), Jon Losey (bass) and Mike Reilly (drums), Annum Ford took their name from Aldous Huxley's Brave New World. Annum Ford created a dynamic alt-rock sound that left a lasting impression until they called it quits in 2007. ... more
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