Lyrics: Left the TV on Heard your favourite song I died a little Opened up the blinds Shirt still on the line I smiled a little Yeah I’ve been through hell And the only the way to tell you that I’m Sorry and I’m on my way In my time machine Travel to the places that we lost in our dreams In my time machine To fix the things that made you never want to believe Oh I’ll be in my time machine If you had the time The time to cross my mind I’d cry a little I still see your face In every single place Our time was little Yeah I’ve been through hell The only the way to tell you that I’m Sorry and I’m on my way In my time machine Travel to the places that we lost in our dreams In my time machine To fix the things that made you never want to believe Oh I’ll be in my time machine And If I’m ever blind You’d still be on my mind I’d see you a little Everything feels wrong When everything is gone I die a little Have you ever wondered Wondered if I'd tell you that I’m Sorry that I pushed you away I’m in my time machine Travel to the places that we lost in our dreams In my time machine To fix the things that made you never want to believe Oh I’ll be in my time machine Finally had enough I’ll live a little
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Lyrics: Left the TV on Heard your favourite song I died a little Opened up the blinds Shirt still on the line I smiled a little Yeah I’ve been through hell And the only the way to tell you that I’m Sorry and I’m on my way In my time machine Travel to the places that we lost in our dreams In my time machine To fix the things that made you never want to believe Oh I’ll be in my time machine If you had the time The time to cross my mind I’d cry a little I still see your face In every single place Our time was little Yeah I’ve been through hell The only the way to tell you that I’m Sorry and I’m on my way In my time machine Travel to the places that we lost in our dreams In my time machine To fix the things that made you never want to believe Oh I’ll be in my time machine And If I’m ever blind You’d still be on my mind I’d see you a little Everything feels wrong When everything is gone I die a little Have you ever wondered Wondered if I'd tell you that I’m Sorry that I pushed you away I’m in my time machine Travel to the places that we lost in our dreams In my time machine To fix the things that made you never want to believe Oh I’ll be in my time machine Finally had enough I’ll live a little
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Lyrics: Party’s almost over cigarettes burned You tried to pull me closer but the record turned Midnights on a train always on the move I never found the rainbow with a silver spoon Oh oh I’m pulled in your direction Oh oh you’re taking me to Heaven Looking at you now makes me wanna come around But then I hesitate ‘Cause I’m a runaway Something about you makes me wanna stay Something about you makes me wanna change Yeah your loving babe Is making me a boomerang I’m coming for ya I’m coming for ya Shooting stars never wanna go home They like to burn it down and just be alone I gotta a thing for the up and leave I hate it when somebody tries to follow me But you’re the exception baby A rose in a field of daisies Looking at you now makes me wanna come around But then I hesitate ‘Cause I’m a runaway Something about you makes me wanna stay Something about you makes me wanna change Yeah your loving babe Is making me a boomerang I’m coming for ya I’m coming for ya I’m coming for ya Oh oh I’m pulled in your direction Oh oh you’re taking me to Heaven Looking at you now makes me wanna come around But then I hesitate ‘Cause I’m a runaway Something about you makes me wanna stay Something about you makes me wanna change Yeah your loving babe Is making me a boomerang I’m coming for ya I’m coming for ya I feel my body start to ricochet when you say my name ‘Cause baby I’m a boomerang Baby I’m a boomerang
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Lyrics: I’m standing in your way I think of old mistakes that Haunt me now Oh oh oh oh Your Dreams will go to waste When locked inside a cage I let you down Oh oh oh oh Try keep you close Loving like a ghost On the edge of forgiveness So I let you go And I watch you float Like it’s nobody’s business But please Please don’t go Up and up and away Where Tears run cold Up and up and away Up and up and away My problems wished away Like candles on a cake All burning down Oh oh oh oh Try keep you close Loving like a Ghost On the edge of forgiveness So I let you go And I watch you float Like it’s nobody’s business But please Please don’t go Up and up and away Where Tears run cold Up and up and away ‘Cause I held too tight Left me standing right In the shadow of where you left me Please Please don’t go Up and up and away Up and up and away You Get higher and higher each day I search every cloud for your face Up and up and away Up and up and away ‘Cause I held too tight Left me standing right In the shadow of where you left me Please Please don’t go Up and up and away Up and up and away Up and up and away Up and up and away Up and up and away
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Lyrics: Young man Will you ever act your age? Will you ever turn the page? Was the odyssey all you wanted? Do you still have any friends? Do you know where love begins? Is the fantasy still worth somethin’? Maybe the brick was never yellow And the road was never fun Maybe it’s time to feel a little Enough with all the drugs Maybe it’s time that you let go Of what you’re dreamin’ of Maybe I’m just too sentimental To grow the fuck up To grow the fuck up Young man The drink is gonna take its toll The fame is gonna stain your soul If you win it all, it all will kill you I’m getting high and punching walls I’m throwing up in bathroom stalls Is it over yet? ‘Cause I regret this Maybe the brick was never yellow And the road was never fun Maybe it’s time to feel a little Enough with all the drugs Maybe it's time that you let go Of what you’re dreamin’ of Maybe I'm just too sentimental To grow the fuck up Young man, young man Grow the fuck up Young man, young man Grow the fuck up Young man, young man Grow the fuck up Young man, young man Grow the fuck up Maybe the brick was never yellow And the road was never fun Maybe it’s time to feel a little Enough with all the drugs Maybe it’s time that you let go Of what you’re dreamin’ of Maybe I’m just too sentimental To grow the fuck up (Maybe I’m just too sentimental) To grow the fuck up To grow the fuck up To grow the fuck up
Manufactured & Marketed by Big Loud Rock Director: Dimitri Whitehead Producer: Jeff Ruble Editor: Raphael Pettigrew
Lyrics: Blow out your voice Burn all your clothes There’s more to see Why be afraid when you have a chance to be happy So we’re tie dyeing Jesus, We won't pledge allegiance The White House is speechless Emotional treason, oh Hand on your heart Kiss it away Hey! Do you want to taste your freedom? I’ll take you to the wasteland Hey! Where you can’t be chased by demons I’ll take you to the wasteland Oh, oh, it’s beautiful Oh, oh, it’s beautiful Hey! Do you want to taste your freedom? I’ll take you to the wasteland Chest full of toys All with a broke or missing piece Dead or alive Lord of the flies and birds and bees We’re tie dyeing jesus And dancing with feeling We’re Whispering secrets Emotional treason, oh Hand on your heart Throw it away Hey! Do you want to taste your freedom? I’ll take you to the wasteland Hey! Where you can’t be chased by demons I’ll take you to the wasteland Oh, oh, it’s beautiful Oh, oh, it’s beautiful Hey! Do you want to taste your freedom? I’ll take you to the wasteland Take you to the wasteland Take you to the wasteland Take you to the wasteland Take you to the wasteland Take you to the wasteland Take you to the wasteland Take you to the wasteland Take you to the wasteland Oh, oh it’s beautiful Oh, oh, it’s beautiful Hey! Do you want to taste your freedom? I’ll take you to the wasteland
Vocals: TALK Guitar: Connor Riddell Bass: Waylon Glintz Drums: Carter Peak Front of House Engineer: Debbie Hutchins Mixing Engineer: TALK Mastering Engineer: Harry Hess
Filmed and edited by Drew Yorke Recorded at Andrew J Brady Music Center, Cincinnati, OH. 2023
Lyrics: Old, old souls Don't know they're old Until they're on the edge Trying to process The loss of old friends Scars, old scars I keep in jars Collect them like a badge Won't forget the past Those old, old friends
Turns out all of my highs are making love to my lows Making fun of my boundaries, sticks and stones You say “love” I believe it to the bone
If I could see How you see me I could be A little bit happy And through your eyes I realize I could be a little bit happy Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy
Cold, so cold Even tippy's birds went home But I'm still standing here Counting all my tears Trying to feel what you felt for years
Turns out all of my highs are making love to my lows Making fun of my boundaries, sticks and stones You say “Love” I believe it to the bone
If I could see How you see me I could be A little bit happy And through your eyes I realize I could be a little bit happy Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy
Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy
Lyrics: Old, old souls Don't know they're old Until they're on the edge Trying to process The loss of old friends Scars, old scars I keep in jars Collect them like a badge Won't forget the past Those old, old friends
Turns out all of my highs are making love to my lows Making fun of my boundaries, sticks and stones You say “love” I believe it to the bone
If I could see How you see me I could be A little bit happy And through your eyes I realize I could be a little bit happy Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy
Cold, so cold Even tippy's birds went home But I'm still standing here Counting all my tears Trying to feel what you felt for years
Turns out all of my highs are making love to my lows Making fun of my boundaries, sticks and stones You say “Love” I believe it to the bone
If I could see How you see me I could be A little bit happy And through your eyes I realize I could be a little bit happy Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy
Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy
LYRICS: Your colour’s fading Cause I kept you waiting It’s a wild wild world And you’re a wild wild girl Our sun’s still shining But it seems half the size And it’s a wild wild world Out here Before my time runs out What if I run away to Mars? Would you find me in the stars? Would you miss me in the end If I run out of oxygen When I run away to Mars I can’t tell which way’s home I’ve been gone for so long It’s an empty world Up here I skip stones and wonder How long till I’m discovered? It’s a quiet life Up here Before my time runs out What if I run away to Mars? Would you find me in the stars? Would you miss me in the end If I run out of oxygen When I run away to Mars 3, 2, 1, I miss you I’m sorry, I got issues What if I run away to Mars? Would you find me in the stars? Would you miss me in the end If I run out of oxygen When I run away to Mars
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VIDEO CREDITS: Creative Producers: Targa Sahyoun & Nick Steinhardt Prod Co: Wonderbox Studios Producer: Daylan Williams Director: Possum Hill DP: John Gardiner 1st AD: Alexa Cha 1st AC: Arthur Castellano Stedicam Op: Thor Wixom Gaffer: Emilio Marcelino Best Boy: Cinema Cypher Grip: KB Simmons Production Coordinator: Alexandra Kern Production Assistant: Carol Del Mar
AUDIO CREDITS: Producer and arranger: Daniel Crean Mixer: Jonathan Wyman Organ: Carey Frank Cello: Ismael Ariel Guerrero Bombut Violin: Juliette Jones Violin: Lisa Liu Viola: Nikki Shorts
LYRICS: Your colour’s fading Cause I kept you waiting It’s a wild wild world And you’re a wild wild girl
Our sun’s still shining But it seems half the size And it’s a wild wild world Out here Before my time runs out
What if I run away to Mars? Would you find me in the stars? Would you miss me in the end If I run out of oxygen When I run away to Mars
I can’t tell which way's home I’ve been gone for so long It’s an empty world Up here
I skip stones and wonder How long till I'm discovered? It’s a quiet life Up here Before my time runs out
What if I run away to Mars? Would you find me in the stars? Would you miss me in the end If I run out of oxygen When I run away to Mars
3, 2, 1, I miss you I’m sorry, I got issues
What if I run away to Mars? Would you find me in the stars? Would you miss me in the end If I run out of oxygen When I run away to Mars
CREDITS: Director - Jessamine Fok (Yú) Producer - Chad Dickenson Director of Photography - Cameron Roden 1st AC - Andrew Lim Key Grip - Dextor Foster Wardrobe - Shirin Nadjafi MUA - Summer O’Grady Locations Support - Ben Agbeke Production Assistant - Karlos Mendoza Editor - Oliver Whitfield-Smith Sound Design - Evan Miles Colour by @artjail Colourist - Kevin Wu Production Company - Post Office Creative Inc. Head of Production - Gabriel Badejo Exec Producers - Christopher Martin, Riley Kirkwood Rental Equipment provided by 2D house Studio provided by Canada Film Equipment
LYRICS: Your colour’s fading Cause I kept you waiting It’s a wild wild world And you’re a wild wild girl
Our sun’s still shining But it seems half the size And it’s a wild wild world Out here Before my time runs out
What If I run away to Mars? Would you find me in the stars? Would you miss me in the end If I run out of oxygen When I run away to Mars
I can’t tell which way's home I’ve been gone for so long It’s an empty world Up here
I skip stones and wonder How long till im discovered? It’s a quiet life Up here Before my time runs out
What If I run away to Mars? Would you find me in the stars? Would you miss me in the end If I run out of oxygen When I run away to Mars
3, 2, 1, I miss you I’m sorry, I got issues
What If I run away to Mars? Would you find me in the stars? Would you miss me in the end If I run out of oxygen When I run away to Mars