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BrownHouse
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Dropped my keys on the table, didn't pick 'em up
Watch the ice slowly melting in the plastic cup
Used to trace every line trying to find the plot
Now I'm perfectly content with the things I got
No blueprints, no geometry to figure out
Silence is the only thing I care about
Hear the brush on the snare, sweeping off the dust
Trading all the paranoia for a little trust
Just walking with the bass, letting it decide
Left the eagle at the door, nothing left to hide
Keep it as is
Leave the frame alone
I ain't waiting for a message on the telephone
Just a quiet afternoon
Dust in the air
I could be a million places but I'm right here
They be running on the treadmill, chasing the elite
I'm just watching from a bench on a random street
Got the roads key spelling out a simple truth
You can't buy a second second of your wasted youth
So I stop, check, and watch it stop, keep the score
If it knocks, let it in
If it leaves, close the door
That playful sax riff coming from the corner room
Sweeping out the heavy shadows like a sonic broom
I don't need the validation or a crowd to cheer
Just a deep pocket groove ringing in my ear
Keep it as is
Leave the frame alone
I ain't waiting for a message on the telephone
Just a quiet afternoon
Dust in the air
I could be a million places but I'm right here
Sun sets, but I ain't turning on the light
Let the room get dark, everything is right
No grand conclusions, no lesson of the day
Just the sound of the swing taking it away
Yeah
Yeah
Keep it as is