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Our playlist ended and the time just passed,
And I thought about conditions for surrender,
And when you said “this couldn’t last.”
I left my mixtape in your mailbox.
Keys in the car, but kept the photographs,
And I’ve been planning out this little rescue,
But the stars weren’t right.
You left too fast.
Every word I said was true.
Nick and Norah didn’t end like this.
I held my breath until my lips went blue,
Trashed my piano, burnt my records.
I gave it all for you.
Our scene was ending and the train just left,
And I thought about the symptoms of forever
And when you said “I can’t be ready yet.”
I took my suitcase to the backseat.
Turned the key and drove to forget,
‘Cause I’ve been plotting out this little rescue.
The money’s on the mattress; you won that bet.
So now I’m holding up this stereo.
Every word I said was true.
Nick and Norah didn’t end like this.
I held my breath until my lips went blue,
Trashed my piano, burnt my records.
I gave it all for you.
So now I’m here in this street, holding up this stereo,
And thinking “I wish you watched movies like this.”
So now I’m here in this street, holding up my hands,
And thinking, “What did we possibly expect? Say Anything?”
So, baby, say anything.
(Lyrics and Music: Bobby DiBari)
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Invincible
03:16
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So this is where I grew up,
Between Denver and the coast of Maine.
And this is where I spent my nights,
With the king of pop and the piano man.
And I'll change, but I need these words to figure out
Why I went this invisible.
Oh, I am invisible.
Radio, radio, I'm fine.
Just take me far away from here.
And radio, radio, I used to dream,
With a big, big heart.
And we're almost there.
So this is where I'm at now,
Between talking to girls and a Moondance.
It’s where I'll spend my time,
With some thunderstorms and the impossible.
And I'm safe, but I need these words just to figure out
Why I feel this invincible.
Oh, I am invincible.
Radio, radio, I'm fine.
Just take me far away from here.
And radio, radio, I used to dream,
With a big, big heart.
And we're almost there.
Radio, it's the weight of these songs that's killing me.
I'm so worn out but I'd give anything, to keep you around,
And radio, it's growing up that's made this hard.
I'm safe, I’m safe,
Just as long as I can stay invincible.
I'll change, I’ll change,
When the words in my songs say I'm capable.
(Lyrics and Music: Bobby DiBari)
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Aurora
04:54
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Maybe I’ll go up north, let go, and fall into the stars tonight.
If you’re looking for me, just raise your eyes. I’ll be swimming in the northern lights.
So I’ll tie all my dreams to this rocket ship that we created,
Cut my strings, construct my thoughts for this piano.
I’ll smash this mirror to pieces and learn all the right steps,
And I’ll pray that I can still find my voice,
So I can sing you something real…
Maybe I’ll go up north, let go, and fall into the stars tonight.
If you’re looking for me, just raise your eyes. I’ll be swimming in the northern lights.
I know I’m always starting over. Maybe this time I can get it right.
If you’re looking for me, just come outside and we’ll dance all night,
Under the northern lights.
So I’ll pour a few more drinks until this feels like living again,
And the sky feels a little closer to my reach.
A singer told me to be fearless and I wear it like a grudge,
In hopes that I can create something beautiful,
That I can sing you something warm…
Maybe I’ll go up north, let go, and fall into the stars tonight.
If you’re looking for me, just raise your eyes. I’ll be swimming in the northern lights.
I know I’m always starting over. Maybe this time I can get it right.
If you’re looking for me, just come outside and we’ll dance all night,
Under the northern lights.
But the record keeps on spinning, spinning.
Spinning, spinning…
I hated every single second of twenty-three,
And I’m not sure that it’s getting better,
But I’ll keep holding on for the people I keep in my heart,
And maybe somehow it can be enough.
(Lyrics: Chris Cleary, Music: Bobby DiBari)
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Never Without A Fight
03:08
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Step out the door at 5 am and I wonder where adventure went,
‘Cause I can still remember when this time of night felt dangerous,
And you could smell the drinks on anyone who passed.
And I can just imagine…
Lately I’m too tired to dream, though I don’t sleep through the nights.
I just toss and I turn until my eyes burn with the morning light.
But I’m not going down without a fight.
My hands are steady because this feels right.
I’m not going down without a fight.
My hands are steady.
Keep it steady.
Now everything just seems so safe and I wonder where the magic waits,
‘Cause I’ve got all these debts to pay, and songs won’t settle my accounts,
But if I sing this right maybe it all will work out fine.
And I can just imagine…
Lately I’m too tired to dream, though I don’t sleep through the nights.
I just toss and I turn until my eyes burn with the morning light.
But I’m not going down without a fight.
My hands are steady because this feels right,
I’m not going down without a fight.
My hands are steady.
Keep it steady.
So if the world is coming down in just a year’s short time,
Well, you can take my word on this: god damn, I will be someone.
I will be someone by then.
(Lyrics: Chris Cleary, Music: Bobby DiBari)
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The Golden Age of Radio
03:59
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So give me the myth, give me the fantasy,
‘Cause I’m a lot of awful things, but I’m full of dreams.
And I don’t care if we tell the truth, because, darling, what’s the use?
And oh, the things I’d do to you.
You’re the melody that I just can’t stop singing,
Over and over…
So DJ, please don’t stop playing that song,
The one with the pounding drums,
‘Cause I want to sing along.
So DJ don’t you ever stop playing that song,
The one that’s got my baby dancing.
Keep it playing all night long.
Well tear me up inside and tear me apart,
‘Cause you’ve got this sway over my hips and my heart.
And this night’s on fire with romance,
So baby, save me one last dance.
And oh, just tell me that there’s still a chance.
You’re the melody that I just can’t stop singing,
Over and over…
So DJ, please don’t stop playing that song,
The one with the pounding drums,
‘Cause I want to sing along.
So DJ don’t you ever stop playing that song,
The one that’s got my baby dancing.
Keep it playing all night long.
We promise we’ll stay young and in love,
And we won’t stop holding each other tight.
Just give us these airwaves back,
Even if it’s only just for tonight.
I’d take back everything to wake up with you by my side.
(Lyrics: Chris Cleary, Music: Bobby DiBari)
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Brighter
04:08
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I lost you some time ago.
We were swimming with sharks.
Got the nerve to pick up a guitar,
And I thought I saw sparks.
Now the future's got it out for me
And the goddamn car won't start.
You know it's been a long year,
And I'd give anything to find my part.
If I could believe in anything,
I'd give you all my favorite songs,
And leave on the next train outta here.
I’d get some bigger dreams.
If I believed in anything,
I'd give you all my favorite words,
And leave, get the hell outta here.
I’ll find a bigger town,
And I'll leave.
I found you late last August.
We were dancing to your song,
And I got the nerve to play some brighter chords,
‘Cause you know it's been too long.
Now the future's got some words for me,
And world's been falling apart.
I know that I'll never be famous,
But I'll be damned if I stop at the start.
If I could believe in anything,
I'd give you all my favorite songs,
And leave on the next train outta here.
I’d get some bigger dreams.
If I believed in anything,
I'd give you all my favorite words,
And leave, get the hell outta here.
I’ll find a bigger town,
And I'll leave.
I know that it’s all in my head but I think that I’ve found the cure.
And please don’t let this change me. You know I’ll always be yours.
I’ll always be yours.
(Lyrics and Music: Bobby DiBari)
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I'll Do Anything
03:52
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Well I’m so proud of everything you’ve done.
You changed my life; you changed my songs.
So now I’m writing all this down.
You know my head gets lost sometimes.
And if I ever try to leave this place,
I’ll pray you’ll bring me home,
‘Cause I’ve been losing all my hope,
And you’re the safest place that I know.
And then the summer came so fast,
And I was waiting on the phone,
For a song to bring us back,
To everything we’ve ever known.
I’m so proud of every word we spoke.
You took my heart; you saved my sound.
And now my mouth is still a mess,
But my voice is back around.
I swear I’ll change that flight someday,
So I can get out of this town,
‘Cause I’ve been losing all my hope,
And you’re the safest place I know.
And then the summer came so fast,
And I was waiting on the phone,
For a song to bring us back,
To everything we’ve ever known.
‘Cause my heart’s been beating slow,
And I can see how much you’ve grown,
But my throat is getting tired,
And I have broken all my bones.
So don’t you dare give up on me,
Before the all lights go out.
I’ve been trying so very hard
To make you proud.
(Lyrics and Music: Bobby DiBari)
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Hurricane
04:40
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I gave my heart to a hurricane.
You know I couldn’t carry all that weight.
I took my weekends like winter storms,
To see how this would break.
But I kept breathing, breathing,
Right there beneath the medicine tree.
I’m just dreaming, dreaming,
Waiting for that moment in the melody,
That keeps me singing…
Goodnight orchestra, goodnight.
These clouds have got me weathered
And my stories aren't the same.
Goodnight orchestra, goodnight.
These movies kept me grounded,
But your voice takes me away.
Well I gave my hands to a princess.
You know she needs them more than me.
I took my weekends like ocean waves,
To feel my lungs breathing free,
When I kept thinking, thinking,
That all these hammers & all these strings,
They’re just waiting, waiting,
Waiting for that moment in the melody,
That keeps us singing…
Goodnight orchestra, goodnight.
These clouds have got me weathered
And my stories aren't the same.
Goodnight orchestra, goodnight.
These movies kept me grounded,
But your voice takes me away.
I gave myself to a hurricane.
Oh I gave my heart to you.
So goodnight, Elizabeth, goodnight.
You know I gave my heart to you.
I gave my heart to a hurricane.
But I’m not your star.
No I’m not.
(Lyrics and Music: Bobby DiBari)
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