1. |
Boulders
02:22
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Come on, give up, and settle down
Every stone is a boulder
Digging out graves in your hometown
is just a part of getting older
The ghost of your love, it speaks in tongues
and sleeps on the floor in my bedroom
Everybody wants a voice in this town
I want you to know that I hear you
I found a cause laying in the garage,
you lost it somewhere in between
the thoughts in your head
Could you not find a pen?
Oh, to think you were just seventeen
And now I'm alone in a room full of ghosts
that never remember my name
and when you're asleep, sometimes I think
that you and the ghosts look the same
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2. |
Showplace
04:34
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Mary, by the slot machine
Here's to my luck
in Atlantic City tonight
I'm at the pier with you now
It's colder than hell
in Atlantic City tonight
Standing in the light, you tell me sevens come in threes
Fingers crossed while I drop knickels into this machine
I don't have the nerve to tell you how it ought to be
so I'm swapping stories with the suicidal king
Frank is crooning about
the memory-go-round,
dead bulbs on old marquees
Mary, lets live in the past
like old photographs
for my brother's children to see
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3. |
Noma
03:10
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Colors are running wild
What is it like to be you?
Is there a better side
to all of the pain within you?
What are you doing to me,
Cassidy?
How did I end up here
with all of the love I wasted?
Turn off the car and steer
my mind away from ageing
What are you doing to me,
Cassidy?
Am I coming down?
Are you still up?
I just want to sleep.
Oh, I've had enough
What are you doing to me, Cassidy?
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4. |
Huff
04:11
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I loved you more than you could know,
my shadow
With every breath you followed closely,
my shadow
This old house is not a home
without you, shadow
and I would like to burn it down,
my shadow
I'd ask the sun, what have you done
to my shadow?
There is no love to depend on,
my shadow
There is no love
to depend on
I wish you could bury my bones
when I am gone
I only want to hold you
I only want to hold you
I only want to hold you
I only want to hold you
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5. |
Priscilla
02:23
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I can only feel for you
I cannot feel as you
I know the limits of my empathy,
Priscilla
Your parents love you
Even if they aren't blood
you should treat them just the same
When I think of you
I think of what you've been through
A tiny pallbearer ,you could barely reach the handle,
Priscilla
There was a father
whose laugh was yellow
He had the cure for
waiting room silence,
Priscilla
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6. |
Pobrecito
04:07
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She said, I'm the spot on your lung
that hasn't yet spread
and I'm staining your clean bill of health
I want you to breath in deep
and let yourself sleep
while I remove myself
and as the junker crossed over
the yellow lines
that had faded from the road
She counted cigarette burns
in the passenger seat
and sang gently as she took the curve
Honey, you've been under the knife
Trust me, I know what it's like
After all the get better soons
and wishing you wells
he likened his room to a cell
But he made it out
with his mind still in tact
and on the drive home he sang to himself
Honey, i've been under the knife
but I'm sleeping in my own bed tonight
He kept the letters she sent in a seperate pile from the rest
and he thought of a different song that she sand once before she left
Honey, take me dancing tonight
For once, let's do something nice
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7. |
On the Dime
03:07
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I'm not who you think that I think I am
and you're not who I think that you think you are
I love you but I just can't understand
how this redhead girl could make me feel so blue
You're wearing my patience around your wrist
I take you for granted but you insist
Darling, you were always on my mind
but you left me behind
I've made my mistakes and owned up to them
You put me in the shape that I am in
I love you but I just can't understand
how this redheadgirl could make me feel so blue
On my mind all the time
On my mind all the time
On my mind all the time
but you left me on the dime
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8. |
Praise Break
04:09
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How is the weather up there?
Shake, shake, shake this fear of heights
and breath the thinnest air
Give, give back the gift of light
I'm blind
I'm blind, I've lost my way
I'm blind
I'm blind but i'm okay
If I'm ever in heaven sitting down
I'll pass the time with Fred McDowell
If god says watch your mouth
I'll bite my tongue and spit blood out
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9. |
Cadmus
02:15
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The organ is flooding the basement
with sour notes
and I don't think i'll make it
They're selling the house
since nobody lives in it now
I spent my days underground
playing the organ
The organ
is drowing you out
It's drowning me now,
down in the basement
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