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For twenty years and then some more
I've been building hills outside my door
for weeks until my feet got sore
I was kicking sand across my floor
then I dug through soil in a dream
I saw you beaming, charmed and free
with concrete where you should have teeth
and blurry eyes not made to see

and I've been counting the hours, counting the hours,
till the future begins
and I've been trading a dream, trading a dream
for the next thing that's happening

should I clothe myself in magazines
trade my bed for benzadrine
seek the city, seek the sea
swim through salt to burn me clean

and I've been counting the hours, counting the hours,
till the future begins
and I've been trading a dream, trading a dream
for the next thing that's happening

but it's a lie, it's a lie, it's a bold-faced lie
it's a lie though we keep telling it
but it's a lie, it's a lie, it's a god-damned lie
it's a lie, don't you ever forget
that it's a lie, it's a lie, it's a bold-faced lie
it's a lie though we keep telling it
but it's a lie, it's a lie, it's a god-damned lie
it's a lie, don't you ever forget

Your head's got clouds hanging over the windows
and ceilings as high as the sky
you're the chamber where I rest when my flesh grows weary
a hospital I can use any time
but you know, you know when we were acting like lovers
I was seeking asylum in your mind
we fell asleep to what looked like New England
and we woke up and it was the end of time

tell your friends that I'm coming back home again
oh I'm coming home to pick a fight
I'll be spitting at their religions I'll be throwing down with all my mind
I'll be bringing down a new word from heaven
in a language from a long dead time
I'll be drying up the sea to make islands
I'll be building up a mountain with my life

and I've been counting the hours, counting the hours,
till the future begins
and I've been trading a dream, trading a dream
for the next thing that's happening

but it's a lie, it's a lie, it's a bold-faced lie
it's a lie though we keep telling it
but it's a lie, it's a lie, it's a god-damned lie
it's a lie, don't you ever forget
that it's a lie, it's a lie, it's a bold-faced lie
it's a lie though we keep telling it
but it's a lie, it's a lie, it's a god-damned lie
it's a lie, don't you ever forget

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from Live 2012​-​2013, released August 6, 2013

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The Travel Guide Wichita, Kansas

Indie band based out of Wichita, Kansas. We write songs about places and feelings and ideas.

"The Travel Guide, in a few words, is the center of the crossroads where potential and execution meet. Being a band that has found their primary sound at an early point in their career, they have a certain edge and breath of maturity that’s necessary when attempting to climb the musician’s ladder." ... more

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