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by Glen Phillips

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Alternate Universe is a collection of (mostly) previously unreleased demos and alternate versions of songs, as well as a couple b-sides. Enjoy.
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released 02 November 2014

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Track Name: Always Returning
Here we go
Falling out of ranks
You're unafraid of consequence
I'm faking it as if you hadn't guessed
Heave ho
Throwing out the past
You will speak for optimism
i can be the realist

Slow down, hold on
Oh you don't know what's to come
You say, my love
I should let you go

But I'm watching you run
Breaking down walls
Making your waves
Bearing your cross
You're turning away but after it all
You're always returning
Always returning

I recall rides & kettle corn
Barkers in their boxes
Hawking games nobody's ever won
They'll spit you out
Like water from a fountain
And pretty as it looks my friend
They'll use you 'til there's nothing left

You have my trust
You can move on if you must
You'll still have us
But it gets so hard

Just watching you run
Breaking down walls
Making your waves
Bearing your cross
You're turning away but after it all
You're always returning
Always returning

Every time you turn away
You're always returning
Track Name: Better Off Here
I had a lot that I thought I needed but
I'd give it up for you, give you all I got
It's time that I know it,
Packed up and I'm going

Back to where I came from
The place I got my name from
Though it won't be the same as it was in those years
I'm better off here

There's nothing wrong with the places I've been in
Nothing better, they're just a little different
But somethings missing, it wasn't really living
Won't miss the rush, the complication
I want the hush, the quiet inspiration
It's my life and I know it
I'm getting out and I'm going

Back to where I came from
Tlace I got my name from
Though it won't be the same as it was in those years
I'm better off here
It can't be the same as it was in those years
I'm better off here

What did you want me to be
It won't make a differance
It's not important to me
It won't make a differnance
And you can have your little world
But I'm finally clear I'm better off here

I had a lot I thought that I needed
Gave it up, now I'm leaving
It's my life and I know it
I'm getting out and I'm going

Back to where I came from
Tlace I got my name from
Though it won't be the same as it was in those years
I'm better off here
It can't be the same as it was in those years
I'm better off here
Track Name: Courage
At the start of the conversation
I didn't have too much to say
I was looking for some inspiration
You just got in my way
Took a shot at an easy target
You were too stunned to say anything
You were the unsuspecting martyr
You were not the most dangerous game

Bring my courage back now
Bring it back to me
I'm tired of being afraid of what I can't change
Want to be living free

Well it could be that I was mistaken
Or maybe I deceived myself
But it's hard to understand somebody
Who doesn't want to understand himself
There's an ocean of unlatched windows
And a world of unlocked homes
The only reason anybody still feels safe
Is most people still knock on the door

Bring my courage back now
Bring it back to me
I'm ired of being afraid of what I can't change
I want to be living free

I don't want to be a prisoner
Bound by these chains
Don't want to be a prisoner
Want to be free agin

Though we all return to dust
There's a lot of us
In an terrible rush to...

By the end of the inquisition
I was brought back from the brink
Torquemada and a couple of friends got together
All went out for drinks
Left me here in this empty dungeon
While they're living it up downtown
As if they never even existed
Doesn't make much difference now

Bring my courage back now
Bring it back to me
Tired of being afraid of what I can't change
And I want to be living free

I don't want to be a prisoner
Bound by these chains
Slave to my fear
I want to be free again

Well some take the road to Damascus
Some take the road to hell
I'll take Highway One to the evergreens
And everything will turn out well
Track Name: Don't Need Anything
I've got gardens growing, got quiet days
Clothes on my back, food on my plate
I've got friends to help me if I call for them
I don't need anything I don't have

Ive got eyes to see this beautiful land
And feet to take me where I want to stand
if there's work to be done, there's these two strong hands
I don't need anything that I don't have
I don't need anything that I don't have

Some years the rains don't come
And some years floods clear out the plains
But if those waters wash this town away
I would still have enough if she was with me

I've got a roof overhead, or the stars if I choose
But I've no need to fly, I've got no itch to move
I've got almost nothing, but I understand
That I don't need anything that I don't have
I don't need anything that I don't have
Track Name: Darkest Hour
If I lose my faith
Just remind me, just remind me
When my shadow's longer
Stay beside me till it's brighter
How easy I forget
How beautiful to see once again

In my darkest hour I will be freed

When I close my eyes
I hope to find you, I hope to find you
When I leave my body
I want to be ready, willing like you were
I sat beside you then
I felt the warmth as it left your hands

In my darkest hour I will be freed

I've been waiting so long
That waiting was the end
Let this sleeper awaken again

In my darkest hour I will be freed
Track Name: Fred Meyers
I want to see you sometime
Come find me I'll be home
Just between the Costco
And the Barnes and Noble
Behind the mom and pop grocery
That shut down in the nineties
Like all the other locals
They smashed the dreams of the hopeful

I'm getting off track, sorry
So like I said right in there
It was the Frederick Meyers
Sold everything from fruit to tires
Check in with the doorman
An old biker named Slim
Just say you're here to see me
And don't forget to tip him

One hand must wash the other
Each man must be a brother
Band up and take cover
We'll go dancing, set fires
Tag buildings and slash tires
Drive go-carts like Shriners
Or just hang out at Fred Meyers

Bring a lantern with you
It gets dark in places
Walk up the escalator
To the section that was kidswear
I'm at the back wall, left side
Under a sign says Levi's
Top bunk second row
If I'm not in right then
Ask around, somebody'll know
'Cause everybody knows me here

One hand must wash the other
Each man must be a brother
Band up and take cover
We'll go dancing, set fires
Tag buildings and slash tires
Drive go-carts like Shriners
Or just hang out at Fred Meyers

We'll go out babe, skateboarding
Go looting, food hoarding
Whatever you desire
We could just stay in my bed at Fred Meyers

One hand must wash the other
Each man must be a brother
Band up and take cover
We'll go dancing, set fires
Tag buildings and slash tires
Drive go-carts like Shriners
Or just hang out at Fred Meyers

We'll go out babe, drink moonshine
Or tip rubble on the east side
Dig deep holes to China
Or we could just stay in my bed at Fred Meyers
Why don't we just stay in my bed at Fred Meyers
Track Name: Professional Victim
Well it took five neighbors
To get him in the hall
And down the three flights of stairs
Out the building's door
I know that it's easy to say
That it couldn't be worse
But now she's in her apartment
Alone for the first time since the last jerk

And once you let them get to you
It never washes off
'Cause they can smell the weak ones
And just pick you off like a pigeon
And each one is worse than the last one
Until you're a professional victim

You get everything backwards
Learning how to survive
You treat the little wounds first
Let the big ones fester for life
You've done it enough
You would think that you know what you need
But it doesn't get any better
When you've got such an eye for the bad seed

And once you let them get to you
It never washes off
'Cause they can smell the weak ones
And just pick you off like a pigeon
And each one is worse than the last one
Until you're a professional victim

And if you take a look you can see the cracks
In the story told where the logic lacks
All the pretty girls and the stupid boys
Make the same mistakes until they've got no choice

And once you get the stink on you
It never washes off
'Cause they can smell the weak ones
And just pick you off like a pigeon
And each one is worse than the last one
Until you're a professional victim
You're a professional victim
Track Name: It Takes Time
The water's getting deeper and I can't feel my feet
I keep on bailing buckets but it flows right back to me
And everything is in its place, the children are asleep
But the water's getting deeper
And I can't feel my feet

How am I gonna make time
This is gonna take time

Everything seems different, colors all look strange
Light comes down in shafts here underneath the waves
Everything is put away and the children are asleep
But the water's getting deeper
And I can't feel my feet

How am I gonna make time
This is gonna take time

I am provider, but providence has been swayed
And by design nothing is ever the same
I thought that time had only one way to go
I learned how to swim, but not to breathe underwater

How am I gonna make time
Oh, this is gonna take time
How am I gonna make time

I can't feel my feet
Track Name: The Eye
We're finally learning to fight
We take to it well
'Til we are pure potential
Imaginal cells
You always were a wild one
You like to bend the rules
But baby when the time comes
I might surprise you too

You laugh like nothing can touch you
The skies might open above you
And when the rain pours down and the wind whips high
This love is a hurricane
You are the eye
You are the eye

I can't make a connection
You don't trust it to hold
So we cling to each other
Through the battering storm
Pain passes but slowly
And pleasure gone too soon
A copper manzanita
We have to burn to bloom

You laugh like nothing can touch you
The skies might open above you
And when the rain pours down and the wind whips high
This love is a hurricane
You are the eye

I'll stop telling you what you want to hear
Stop waiting for me to arrive
We keep ripping apart the atmosphere
But the change is what keeps us alive

You laugh like nothing can touch you
The skies might open above you
And when the rain pours down and the wind whips high
This Love is a hurricane
You are the eye