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lyrics

climb aboard drunken train
and try to save your soul
we are heading out west to the edge of the earth he claims
on a train filled with boxes
filled with nothing to me
but something to him
“all over I have traveled” he says
“collector collects and that’s the way it is”

infinite rails are the way
the iron and wood stretch forever
as he looks for his grail
captives organize his cardboard hoard
their spines hunched and eyes black

piles of boxes stretch to the ceiling
carelessly spilling their guts upon the floor
stacks of paper dry and curl in the dust


speed through dunes to get there
I escape the collector’s sight and explore his maze
amidst the wreckage of his obsession, I jump from train car to train car
“collector collects and that’s the way it is”
I say it again to myself

the air is cardboard
the floor is decay
their sad faces harden with time
as the wallpaper peels and the windows mold over
green sunlight fights through cardboard towers
and we journey closer to the edge of the earth

tin cans filled with doodads
glass bottles filled with geegaws
boxes filled with whatnot
nothing all around
reveries scattered like knickknacks throughout his train

the wheels lock up
train grinds to a halt
sparks spray into the sand
“collector collects and that’s the way it is”
makes no sense to me
but perfect sense to him
sometimes two of everything
sometimes more
just for the hell of it he says
I think he is looking for friends

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from Onward Demo, released July 27, 2012

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Edit The Sad Parts Geneva, New York

Edit the Sad Parts is Ryan and Tom. We began with recorded improv in a dirty bedroom. Now we write songs about people in a slightly cleaner basement.

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