1. |
Black Tie Scarves
03:47
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i got pain and i got stain and i got reasons for not keeping' you
if i fall again today i don't know what i'll do
keep me from these down town baby baby baby blues
this pill is good in my head so i stand up tall
false confidence never hurt no one feelin' small
when they call my name i give 'em hell and claim:
'i'm recovering'!
the streets stay dark for me the storms they stay brew
black tie scarves race the wind
and i chase them away from you
i got pain and i got stain and i got reasons for not keeping' you
if i fall again today i don't know what i'll do
keep me from these down town baby baby baby blues
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2. |
Burn That Fire
02:34
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it's true yes i can see
that you've got an eye on me
maybe you thought i'd wind up with nothing
i got troubles too but they can't last
not with my desert pit full of my dead, dead past
douse it fire it, and watch it burn away
a soft haze clouds my eyes
but you hold your head up high
'cause no one else can see what you've been seeing
if the the defunct part of you
should again escape the fire
keep it close and let it remind you..
with the city at your back
you can finally let some slack
on those reigns leadin' your feet
and work on sweetenin' out your beat
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3. |
Wild Iris
03:42
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i walked off my shift only to find my bicycle in your back seat
little did i know it was the first sign of you breakin' up with me
got you yellow handlebar tape hopin' i could escape losin' my grip on you
but the gears in my chest turn slow in attest to thoughts i can't bear
or what should i care
baby i'm a blue-eyed grass wild iris
when the tides turn high i lose my fire
this little old stem of hope
sure ain't savin' me
when you say love, what do you mean?
what you don't understand you can make mean anything
give me back my bike 'cause you've taken my heart
give me back my life 'cause it's all i've got
baby i'm a blue-eyed grass wild iris
when the tides turn high i lose my fire
this little old stem of hope
sure ain't savin' me
tomorrow i'll walk off my shift pay my taxes and wish i wasn't fightin' your war
i'll walk off my shift pay my taxes and wish i wasn't fightin' your war
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4. |
Heroin
04:09
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remember when there had only been heroin in the freezer?
we weren't ever hungry then anyway
but it was such a large freezer
to be holding' such small, potent cargo
and we'd vomit over and over
and i could never stop laughing in disbelief
this time the pickin's are thin
and heroin
is the only thing
in this city
that turned out to be what it said it is
just like an official statement
of 'no more wine glasses!' brings
this time the pickin's are thin
and heroin
is the only thing
in this city
that turned out to be what it said it is
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5. |
Captain
05:01
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Captain! the ice it won't break on its own
we can't brook the expanse on its own
by your brow i can see you're unhappy now
the leaves have stitched and there's no going home, no going home
dawn through the rigging my girl warms the soul
a glass to the giver who watches the snow
skin sloughs the watchman he coughs at the gulls
lime and steady, all hands on the hull, hands on the hull
walk like your loved ones are home and awaiting you
turn your face to the sun 'cause your time is now
the flows are pushing up mountains of ice
sun is absent for days at a time, days at a time
have you ever seen something so beautiful!
have you ever seen something so beautiful!
have you ever seen something so beautiful!
have you ever seen something so beautiful!
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6. |
All You've Got
03:19
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it's early for me to tell, if this is something i should quell
as of lately, you haven't said one thing
i'm letting the lessons sink in, but i sure do miss your grin
my friend i've been waiting since i met you
you see the world as though
it shines for you alone
and lonely is the hardest/smartest way to be
well the truth is you're all you need!
the truth is you're all you need
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7. |
Horses
03:57
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ah you dreamed of the horses, running so stately
they were on fire
not to be drugged, not to be lonely
you dreamed of the horses,
they were on fire
the fire of your ghost
the fire of your engines
so much for the wind
so much for the sultans
'cause you dreamed of a wheat field
crossed by a railroad
your hair on the devon
the wind chimes are salty
in love with the ocean
so much for your ghost
when the moon is so open
and the horses have salted the lowlands
i pray for a range, a hat and a rifle
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8. |
Simple Music
04:48
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all the leaves ain't brown, but the sky's gray
and all the rockstars in this town
should head on down to LA-
leave me with my simple music to play
it could make your bloody heart break
to hear the truth escape
when you can't help but relate
it's simple music gettin' played
it's been one of them summers, been one of them years
one more of these days
will publicize my tears
all the leaves ain't brown, but the sky's gray
and all the rockstars in this town
should head on down to LA-
leave me with my simple music to play
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9. |
Barkin' Dogs
04:31
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start it up, when i'm down
and i'm down
solidly ghost
lamps are shading and time goes
i wasn't the one who said i love you the most
'cause we weren't that close
crows. and that barking dog- fucking all night
fucking all night
'til it all fell in
blood on your back now
and i can't be responsible
i wasn't the one who said
let me in, let me in
start it again, this time
it'l go better for us, better for us
crows. and that barking' dog- fuckin' all night
let me in, let me in
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10. |
Crow
02:58
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i saw you first, you gave me back
gifted in gold, returned in black
yes, we're just friends
can't you see that?
i'm your beautiful loser
cut me slack
touch my body
gored and gaped
back to the earth, where i escaped
you get one last look at my broke crow back
you get one last look at my broke crow back
take this one black feather and remember this crow's blackened heart
you cannot have it
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11. |
Sticks n Stones
06:03
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my bones are sticks n stones, but my heart is at stake
i left it to bake in your sun
i wish you thought i wouldn't of done you wrong
i'm writing you this song inspire
guess i like to make it hurt
or it's not worth my time
baby it was crazy but you cut like a knife
you said you wouldn't be out for blood
i can see my whole life comin' long before it arrives
i saw you leavin' soon as i opened my eyes
reality has got me and i'm thowin' the towel
you win, i'm a pitstop on your bitch of a howl
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