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Before I hit the water, suspended in the air
Reflecting on that moment
What was I doing there
But I'm carefree and I'm happy, it's all I really want
In the hazy light of summer I was jumping off the dock
And all of that is mine to decide
To choose the next way forward
Yeah I've got every right
If this is where I'm headed, I think it's kind of nice
It's getting easier all the time
At some point in the sauna I was on the bottom bench
I would wake up with a headache, I just didn't know it yet
But I made peace with those old songs
They're coming to a close
I'm looking far ahead, I'd like to see where this all goes
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I spent the weekend sleeping in
It's all that I had really wanted
We grabbed the lawn chairs that my mom left in the closet
And you always like to plan it out
That's something that I love about you
We cleared off all the counters and removed all things of value
And I haven't done this in a couple months
There's nothing wrong with doing something fun
And I haven't done this in a couple months
At some point the sun had set
Hey man, could you move your car
We ran out from the sauna and we stumbled through the dark
And I'm down for it if you are
Yeah I guess it seems alright
I guess it was the entire time
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I'll melt into the floorboards
Turn to dust and float away
I sunk down in the couch and I was trying to think straight
My face began to tingle and Atlanta's on TV
I blinked and tried to process what I was seeing on the screen
I fidget absentmindedly, walk slowly up the stairs
Yeah I've got work tomorrow but I find it hard to care
We glance and laugh together but I don't know what I said
I can't hold back a smile as I collapse down on your bed
And when it's going good, it's great
And when it's not it's still not bad
I'm done with lashing out at nothing, I'm done with trying to be sad
I'll sleep in until eleven, I might like that
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It was just a house, those days are gone
It’s high time that we move on
It wouldn’t last forever, some things can’t be sustained
I’ll never step foot in that place again
Some days I miss it, some days I don’t
Am I afraid of getting old
Am I afraid the best years of my life have passed me by
Am I running out of time
So goodbye
I hope whoever here is next treats it right
I don’t know what I wrote that song for
All I know is I won’t sing it anymore
All we have left are the memories and maybe it’s just as well
I don’t want to let the past define myself
And when we die
We will die
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The weather’s getting nicer out
I’m home alone in my parents’ house
I’m taking care of these two dogs
For what it’s worth I don’t mind the job
They wake me up at 6 am
I check my phone and roll out of bed
I let them out and go back to sleep
I’m in no rush, I have all week
The ice melting away, the days are getting longer
This could take a while, all that I can do it wait
And I really can’t complain, I slow march to the summer
I’m closer every day
And four or five years ago
I started spending those weeks alone
I’ve learned to enjoy it more since then
I know I changed, I just don’t know when
I’m on the carpet in the morning light
I’m half awake around 8 or 9
A weight was lifted, I feel free
There’s nothing wrong with who I’m going to be
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'Oh, Great', released in 2016, was Soapboxer's first recording project. This is a collection of reworked, rerecorded versions of those songs.