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Inertia
04:52
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Come for me I walk in circles
Bring me down from this long dark night
Bring ideas for conversation
The moon, the wine, and the long dark night
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With All My Heart
03:20
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I have no father and no mother
I have no god, I have no land
Neither cradle, nor a cover
Nor a kiss, nor lover's hand
And I'll break in,
with all my heart
I'll break in with all my heart
And if need be I'll kill
Three days I haven't eaten
Neither scarcely, nor well
All I have is 20 years
20 years I'll gladly sell
And if no one will take them
Well then maybe the devil will
And I'll break in with all my heart
And if need be I'll kill
Well they'll catch me and they'll hang me
Cover me up with blessed earth
And death-eating grass will start
Growing on my lovely heart
And I'll break in,
with all my heart
I'll break in with all my heart
And if need be I'll kill
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Phantom
04:36
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I cry myself to sleep every night
That’s why I roll away and watch the wall
And when the morning comes
And you’re not home
I start to cry
Whenever I let you down I feel like a widower
And that’s no way to live
You can count on me like a phantom, or a movie star
And that’s no way to live
’Cause we’re married now
And when you’re not around
I still cry
I cry myself to sleep every night
I push…and roll away
I cry every night
I give up
Let’s go to bed
And when the morning comes
and you have gone
I cry
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Benhead
02:12
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It’s sad to know
That I don’t know if I am thirty-one or –two
I’m stuck on Ben’s head
It takes up a lot of room
It blocks the sun
As he navigates the road
Into the sun
And that’s where I wanna go, too
I’ll shoot the goal,
And Ben’ll block it with his head into the air
And I am eight-years old
Squinting for that ball
Lost in the sun
And it’s heading down the road
Into the sun
And that’s where I wanna go to
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Lover Please
05:26
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You said, “thanks for working so hard” as I was closing the door.
But I thought you said, “don’t leave me alone,” & then I closed the door.
I’m not a disciplined man. My work is never done.
But I smell rivers underground—The body, the heart, and this song.
And you sing…
Now’s not the time to say goodnight
Now’s not the time to wish you goodbye
Lover please, speak to me
Lover please, speak to me
Everything is quiet in the television light.
I can hear water breaking underground…in the television light.
When I lay my head to sleep, use cold rain on my skin.
I’d rather laugh than sleep any day, and I love to hear you sing.
And you sing…
Now’s not the time to say goodnight
Now’s not the time to wish you goodbye
Lover please, speak to me
Lover please, speak to me
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6. |
Gonna Be
03:12
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Life is short
I disagree
I’ve fucked up
I need redeemed
I can’t sleep
Retrace every line on my face
I can’t dream
I’m thinking, I can’t afford the wait
Life is long
I’ve joined in the middle of the song
And songs
They’re just notes to everyone
Go to sleep
And dream of a scene in a dream
In dreams
I walk slow and paint this scene
We still got a ways to go
And I think, we’re gonna be all right
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7. |
The Scary Parts
03:54
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It’s tomorrow that haunts me.
I found another trail. It’s all, busted pumps and broken oaks, and a sleeping bag full of mud.
Burn your clothes and bleach my skin. My boots are forever stained. I choose … to wear them.
Deep in the forest.
Lie down in the field.
Spread your arms and run through the meadow—the dirty yellow field. That bed is flat, but you’re not alone. The earth sees each step before it’s made, and you cannot lie about the places you’ve known.
But there’s redemption in the woods. Just keep your mind shut. Because the trees are full of ears so big they’ll listen you good and sing your fears, and regret will swallow you whole.
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8. |
We Need The Rain
06:00
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It’s dry.
My fence is splitting wood, and your garden’s gonna die.
Let’s share another bottle, and drink a toast to June.
Because July is still a blur, and it’s October now.
She never smiles.
She’s some mother’s daughter, and they love her in this town.
And her sister always smiles.
Hey, pass that bottle down.
It’s another Indian Summer.
Let’s blow the dam down … (and flood this damn town).
Let’s pray
There’s nothing what will save you like a belly full of rain.
But to flood this whole damn valley, you need more than broken dams.
Just tap the wells that children play in to cool their summer tans.
Don’t smile
Your sister’s got you covered; she’s smiling in the tide,
’Cause she’s the sunshine, and you’re the rain.
She’s like sunshine, and you’re the rain.
It’s dry
Drier than it’s been in a mighty long time, and everybody’s worried
About the rain.
Everybody’s worried.
We need the rain ...
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9. |
The Party (Live)
04:40
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New York is where it happens, but it’s not where it starts.
New York is where it happens, but right here, this is where it starts.
Bobby don’t ever work on Fridays. He gave up girls & feeling lonely. He met the band in an empty bedroom, & they practiced one, two, three, four times a day.
The Friday-night boys lived under the interstate. Freightliner blood rushed up that freeway. Friday-night boys tapped into the taillights and they brought it all back to Saturday.
We’re not going anywhere, not New York. We’re not going anywhere, not New York. Anymore.
The cops have been leaving the park alone lately, and the nights are feeling longer than ever. The night’s are cold here under the railroad, and all the girls
got high, it’s Saturday
Well, we watched the park kids and we held each other. We watched ’em as they burned a picnic table. We watched ’em throw the table into the river, and watched all night as it sailed away.
There’s a lotta hope in the valley tonight—smell of blood & rock-n-roll. I saw the TV; they got this new haircut. Man, that tight-black shirt really gets it done
We’re not going anywhere, anyhow. We’re not going anywhere, not New York. Anymore.
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