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Dying Town
04:51
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falling slowly to where i left you the last time
trying to keep my feet below
put on spurs and ride on, cowboy
go west young man and find yourself a home
pushing freedom on those who'd rather be tethered to your heart and keep you down
leave this circus and do it quickly before they call you up
"the compliant clown"
get the hell out
get the hell out
out of this dying town
hurt some people
go ahead and break all the hearts you need to get out on the road
just like Burden go get your sleep in and bluff all of the sunsets till they fold
and get the hell out
get the hell out
get the hell out
out of this dying town
get your head up
get away from all the things that your daddy did when he was young
shine those shoes up
dance till heaven makes you stop and then keep going till you are done
get your head up
get away from all the things that your daddy did when he was young
shine those shoes up
dance till heaven makes you stop and then keep going till you are done
and get the hell out
get the hell out
out of this dying town
gather up the pieces
put them in your pocket for a rainy day when you can pull them out
keep on moving
never put your roots down till you're sure that's where you'll live on through the drought
and get the hell out
get the hell out
get the hell
get the hell out
get the hell out
out of this dying town
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2. |
Not the Same Son
06:17
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listen up now
you've kept your ears filled up with other voices way too long
listen up now
i've kept my voice below a whisper since i was just a child
but those days are over now
now i'm wild untamed and loud
you might want to take a few steps back and listen now
put both your hands up
i've got something for you coming down the track
put both your hands up
you're gonna need them for the trip you'll be taking on the back of my own two hands i made with my fist-pump cavalcade
riding single file with lights turned on in the middle of the day
i'm not the same son you called on over without claim on birth or name
i'm not the same one you spoke on down to from the pulpit that holds up your cane
i'll be seating you down now at the front row of the crowd
not to make much but so you can see and hear that i am proud
get in your box now
it's where the dead have always gone and i know that you would hate to disappoint them
you're probably hoping that i've always felt the same
now i'm moving earth and stone
while you're all just skin and bones
lacking blood you were ashamed to wear in youth in your "happy home"
i'm all alone now
free as air and wracked with debt you left for me to fill
so come on back now
we've still got work to do
and i've been thinking maybe we'll talk out all the days and flames that i started as a way to burn down the house i thought you said was yours
but somehow stayed
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3. |
Ivan
03:30
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ivan ain't the only one to sit around and talk with death
he comes into my room and he whispers under his breath
you'd think he'd tell me lies but he's telling the truth
"you'll always be alone"
i'm taking a drive again with the friend that you hate
the one you told me never to ever be out with late
he comes and goes like a crow and he's never going home
he'll always be alone
lonely isn't quite as bad when i don't have to be there alone
and i'll fly around like icharus with sorry old wax wings in a flock of fools who are all always alone
fire on the hillside:
go and light up the night
swim like a fish towards that summertime moonlight
just remember friend, this will always be true:
you'll always be alone
lonely isn't quite as bad when i don't have to be there alone
and i'll fly around like icharus with sorry old wax wings in a flock of fools who are all always lonely
it isn't quite as bad when i don't have to be there alone
and i'll fly around like icharus with sorry old wax wings in a flock of fools who are all always alone
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4. |
Circumstantial Benefit
04:58
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i bow my head under the weight of what i said after the snow
the snow had given way
your words of thanks and consolation
they bare their teeth and bite it all
it all away from me
and all that's left is circumstantial benefit
you waited till you found something good enough to hold onto
you'll wait until you find that it weighs you down
you'll drop it into the ground
i touch my feet with the tips of my hands
they're rough and old but i'm still young
i've got a lot of life before me
your facts and figures wrap up my head in a sheeps-wool blindfold
my eyes are kept from the malice of the world
and all that's left is circumstantial benefit
you waited till you found something good enough to hold onto
you'll wait until you find that it weighs you down
you'll drop it into the ground
thou mayest rule the dark crouching at your door tonight
thou mayest rule the dark crouching at your door tonight
thou mayest rule the dark crouching at your door tonight
thou mayest rule the dark crouching at your door tonight
you waited when you found i'm not good enough to hold onto
you stayed there when you felt me weigh you down
you waited when you found i'm not good enough to hold onto
you stayed there when you felt me weigh you down
you dropped it into the ground
and that's what's left of circumstantial benefit
but i'm still left with circumstantial benefit
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5. |
The Bear
03:59
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we checked out of the world a while ago to see if we could find peace
the concierge- a guru in a strange hat- he couldn't tell us where to go
we struck out by the riverside
you told me you'd follow me where i'd go
"no matter where
if we die we die together kept out of a plain old hole"
we slept under the stars
we kept out all dishonesty with our good hearts
we drank our milk
we ate our honey from the comb
two kids in love on the run
but then you left
you didn't like where i was going
you kept my heart in your bag
i sent the bear i met to hunt you down in vengeance and bring back your pretty head
i decided to make a new reservation with our man back in the world
they wouldn't take me
i am "damaged goods" they said
"savage, lost, and untried"
i tried to blame it on the bear
"he's the savage, with my heart in his chest"
they told me i would have to hunt him down and kill him and bring back his pretty head
so i brought myself to do it
i kept out all the honesty i'd had with you there
convinced myself and the world
i'd earned a settled place and a plain old hole
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6. |
Lies About Home
04:48
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home has never been a place that is right now
it's only ever in my mind
in the past
a ghost of my invention with the name of home
snow covers up the road that leads that way
i wonder if i'll ever see the day that will melt the white that keeps me from a place called home
home isn't where they say it is when they say "it's with your heart"
cause my heart is surely beating in my chest but i still don't have a place to call my own
a place to call my own
my home
this house has substituted poorly for a place like a mother's dark warm womb
a space where there's nowhere else to be
a place called home
home isn't where they say it is when they say "it's with your heart"
cause my heart is surely beating in my chest but i still don't have a place to call my own
a place to call my own
when you told me that you'd love me and that we'd make a home
i knew you were lying through your teeth
not that you knew it
but home isn't a place even the best love can make
home isn't even where i want to be
but it'd sure as hell be nice to know it's there
accessible when i am scared of everywhere else
of everywhere else
of everyone else
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7. |
Castle in the Clouds
04:36
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you dressed up for our afternoon together
you left your umbrella at the door
we sought out the shelter of a coffee shop and found out what earl grey is for
you told me your were sick and tired of loneliness
you told me that you'd build something new
i told you i'd help build your castle in the clouds if i could only rent one room
you agreed and we were off to cut our stone
straight and smooth to keep out the wind
i brought back marble for the floors
only the best for a friend
i waited for you to come back and piece together loneliness with me
you never showed
you kept on cutting stone for your private wing
you ordered carpet for the floors
i surprised you with an unannounced visit
i thought that you might be glad to see
how i've grown and still stayed the same
just like our favorite tree
now i'm gone and it's easier for you to see me as a blessing in the dark
but you never showed it when i was there except for your weakest smile
i waited for you to come back and piece together loneliness with me
you never showed
you kept on cutting stone for your private wing
you ordered carpet for the floors
i waited for you to come back and piece together loneliness with me
you never showed
you kept on cutting stone for your private wing with the locked, oak, bolted doors
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8. |
Whiskey in a Barrel
04:14
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you looked me over and said "you're a young man, it's time you aged like whiskey in a barrel"
you looked me over and said "you're an old man, it's time you made something of yourself"
i looked myself in the mirror and said "you're an old man, you've got hate in your heart that you know like a lover
wrap yourself tight in a blanket to keep your cold
you've mastered the call of the birds to keep them close"
but the urgency of now won't make me break into a run
i'll name this river now like i found it when i was alone
and i'll just walk
i'll just wallk
i've been around myself a bit too long
kept my own counsel in an empty palace
run off the jesters and queens who made my kingdom
the ultimatum laid that i can't keep
but the urgency of now won't make me break into a run
i'll name this river now like i found it when i was alone
and i'll just walk
i'll just wallk
the urgency of now won't make me break into a run
i'll name this river now like i found it when i was alone
and i'll just walk
i'll just wallk
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9. |
The Guest
04:11
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press play
like an old home movie you put me back into the shoes of a young child
break out a lovingly warm lie, a french word and a sigh
they grow me up
you say that it's not right what we do, and i can only say to you that i know you're right
but we keep talking on the phone under covers with our own little fight
you say "settle down, put your feet on solid ground"
and every time you do, i get stirred up
i wish i could leave you all behind like a memory or wine
needing time to show true body, blood, and bite that can only be called "fine" when tasted right
i love your art school sense of lines and the way you spend your time like it grew on trees
mistakes are all made from where you stand and are more than often planned
i'm living proof
you say "settle down, put your feet on solid ground"
and every time you do, i get stirred up
you say "settle down, put your feet on solid ground"
and every time you do, i say "hell no"
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10. |
Lesson from the Moon
04:52
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the smell of horses and loaded magazines
my wild west show is tearing at the seams
the dust i come from weighs me down
my own rodeo needs a clown
i find my face is painted with a frown
take back all the wasted time and wind it on to your clock
stuff in all the wasted breath and keep it under lock
i feel all the wasted beats coming from my heart
but the moon, it shares it's wasted light tonight
i'm sipping sunlight filtered through the clouds
i'm finding door posts nailed into the ground
fish are freezing on the reef
eels are waiting for a winter feast
camera clouds are flashing in the east
take back all the wasted time and wind it on to your clock
stuff in all the wasted breath and keep it under lock
i feel all the wasted beats coming from my heart
but the moon, it shares it's wasted light tonight
take back all the wasted time and wind it on to your clock
stuff in all the wasted breath and keep it under lock
i feel all the wasted beats coming from my heart
but the moon, it shares it's wasted light tonight
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11. |
Die Another Day
05:25
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i had a dream that the stars ran away for a tryst with the blue-black of night
hid from the moon and half-blinded the sun
built a new way to be on the run
i had a dream that the stars were aligned so straight you could only see one
our fates were all written by princes and law
and bought sold and traded at the point of a gun
and we won't lay down and die
we'll live to fight another day, die another day
we waited to long for the stamp and a word to tell us to take in a breath
we sat along side while you cut off our limbs to build up a world you called "good"
we laid down the weapons you deemed were unjust while kangaroo courts built the home you built with our money, and you tore up the roads you broke all our backs to lay down
and we won't wait for the start of a war
we'll kill and save who we see
who we see fit
stick to your lies and be loyal to one thing
we'll stick to our guns and be strong as a wild bird's wing
oh you won't save up for the cost of a precious thing
but we won't give up for our children, god, or anything
and we won't lay down and die
we'll kill and save
oh, we won't wait for the start of a war
we'll live to fight another day, die another day
die another day
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12. |
Not the End
02:35
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this is not the end
this is not the end
of all our hopes and fears
of all our hopes and fears
this is not the end
this is not the end
of water rising up
of water rising up
this is not the end
this is not the end
of all our silly talks
of all our silly talks
this is not the end
this is not the end
of all our hopes and fears
of all our hopes and fears
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13. |
Holy Roller
04:27
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she can be your holy roller, she can sing your hymns
she can put on clothes to cover all the bits that make you sin
don't you know that falling forward might mean you're on a weaker limb?
but she won't just let you blame her for all the kind of people you've been
like a lying dog, a wife-beating drunkard man
like a tall don juan with something left in your hand
when you come back home smelling like the fever of spring
oh, i bet she'll never show you the best woman she can be
she can be your dark night lady, wear your favorite dress and shoes
the ones that make her look like one of your five other women too
but hear me once, she promises nothing. no way to make her stay inside
but she won't just let you keep her for the pleasure of your wandering eyes
like a lying dog, a wife-beating drunkard man
like a tall don juan with something left in your hand
when you come back home smelling like the fever of spring
oh, i bet she'll never show you the best woman she can be
you're a lying dog, a wife-beating drunkard man
you're a tall don juan with something left in your hand
when you come back home smelling like the fever of spring
oh, i bet she'll never show you the best woman she can be
the best woman she can be
the best woman she can be
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