lyrics
ARMCHAIR WILDERNESS quietly observes secret bliss, but it don't seem too fun. sometimes i do things without realizing, while realizing things without doing anything.
on olympus, an old patch of dirt turned new,
you wanted to sing so i told you to,
and the wind through the trees sang with you,
i'm so high up here staring into the blue...
and try as i might i can't make out your face
exhale catch a glimpse as the smoke floats away
try as i might i can't make out your face
catch a glimpse in the clouds as they drift away
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Olympus,
released April 15, 2011
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