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Dreams and Sleep
04:45
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dreams and sleep
in a message that was sent to me
before we had even yet begun
it made me out to be some kind of villain
but there was nothing that I could’ve done
of course you appeared to be innocent by comparison
maybe i’m not really your mortal enemy
i’m just an arrow you couldn’t outrun
all i ever wanted was for you to feel the same as us
i know you were struggling
at first to make sense of the sound
but by the time you put it all together
the ship was already on the way down
of course you couldn’t help yourself
creating meaning from it all
there’s only one thing you can be sure of
it’s that there’s no coming back from the fall
all i ever wanted was for you to feel the same as us
all i ever wanted was an everlasting peace
and to put this whole thing behind us
and finally be free
all i ever wanted was
all i ever wanted was
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key of life (coming to you now)
you can change your mind
as often as you like
no one saw it coming
but it overcame us
and in my mind
if i had known better
than to hide inside the cradle
of a live volcano
of course you allow yourself
to bend and break the rules as you go
it makes no difference
if you’re losing or you’re winning
as long as your on the payroll
i’m coming to you now
in the key of life
and i’m making my way home
in the middle of the night
with a smile on my face
and a furrowed brow
as bruised and battered
as the world would allow
modern man
came to understand
the better angels up there
were not ours for the taking
and if i can
then may i add my name
to the ever growing list
of hearts that are breaking
you get a little bit older
you get a little bit darker
you get a little be colder
you get a little bit wiser
what’s the use of trying to fight it babe?
i’m coming to you now
in the name of love
with a quiver of arrows
on the wings of a dove
it’s a magical wound
you just can’t see it now
and you know that it got there
you just don’t know how
in your dark fever alone
with you i pass the time
and i watch over you constantly
putting my heart on the line
and i’m breaking it to you now
‘cuz you can’t really know
how long it’ll last
how far it’ll go
get your ass in the saddle
find the needle in the hay
we were just getting started
now we’re passing away
i’m coming to you now
in the name of love
when it’s coming around
you can never get enough
i’m coming to you now
‘cuz we’re running out of time
and i’m making my way home
in the middle of the night
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3. |
Kevin's Song
03:49
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kevin’s song
you say you’re tired of the rain falling down
on your cold shoulders
i remember pulling the grapes from the vines
to the top of the canyon you climbed
sandstone and pinyon pines
you and nothing but blue, blue skies
and you washed the mud and the silt
and the blood from the lamb that you killed
and went into the cabin you built for awhile
you’re the sound of the stone skipping out
on the frozen mountain lake
you’re the nest in the hollow log
you’re the last of the kids to come down
from the rusty trestle
you’re the friend of the feral dog
and you dance and stare at the stars
and their lights know right where you are
and they’ve already taken you far my friend
with a log and a rope
build a raft to the river’s sacred side
where the quail and the deer all sleep
with a yell and a laugh
you come down from the highest branches
and hit the water and dive so deep
and i know we’ll meet there again
in the place where the river begins
take a paddle you made out of tin and float on
you say you’re tired of the rain falling down
on your cold shoulders
i remember pulling the grapes from the vines
to the top of the canyon you climbed
sandstone and pinyon pines
you and nothing but blue, blue skies
you and nothing but blue, blue skies
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4. |
Rubies
04:39
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rubies
well the rubies and i are heading forward
and the diamonds are heading back
and the signs are built from emeralds
making clear the beaten path
and the pavement sure looks pretty
oily wet and shining black
an internal combustion prayer
that this road is the right track
well i’ve seen you through condensation
and the yellow bronze speed of light
but the axles spin at different speeds
hollow remnants of the sight
like the turbulent clouds that trail each tire
like the darkness that surrounds every light
but every single morning
follows every single night
well i don’t know where i’m going
but i pray i can remember where i’ve been
and our lives exist somewhere in between
where this world stops and the next begins
and the odds are i won’t see you
when the final curtain calls
on this road that promised so much
but won’t support us when we fall
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5. |
Lungs
02:30
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6. |
Treehouse
03:21
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treehouse
ever since i stopped biting my fingernails
i’ve seen their growth as a measure of time
last time i cut them, things were much different
but now here they are on the ends of my fingers again
every time that i hear your voice
i’m reminded of a room in a hollow tree
where there’s room for joy
and there’s room for anxiety
and there’s room for love, and fear, and me
and the bark will get wrinkled
and the leaves will turn grey
and the wind will blow
and the branches will break
then eventually the tree will fall to the ground
and new trees will grow up and grow out
and the sun and the snow
and the wind and the rain
they all stay for a while
and they all go away
and the sun and the snow
and the wind and the rain
they all stay for a while
and they all go away
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blue and yellow, yellow and gold
mother i knew, i used to be you
but now that i’m not
i find myself alone a lot
moss on the tombs
the afternoon news
the stone relief of god
lines the walls in camouflage
and either way it’s more mysterious every day
the blue and yellow and yellow and gold
you’re harder off the more you grow
the gardener plants the flowers in a row
blue and yellow and yellow and gold
oh what a view, when i was twenty-two
a boy upon a hill
an awful lot of time to kill
and was it a waste
every memory replaced
such a petty crime
to not appreciate the time
and in some way
we all will one day have to face
the blue and yellow and yellow and gold
the air outside a blinding cold
the gardener plants the flowers in a row
blue and yellow and yellow and gold
oh why oh why, why couldn’t i
repair your aching heart
so damned determined to depart
if the ship metal’s thing
if you capsize you can swim
and you’ll know you’ve reached the end
the day you’re touching land again
and in some way
you too will one day have to face
the blue and yellow and yellow and gold
the stars and stripes the flags to fold
the gardener plants the flowers in a row
blue and yellow and yellow and gold
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8. |
We're The Carnivores
04:55
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we’re the carnivores
best laid plans upon the battleground
where the daisies bloomed and died
and even the roses were drowned
and all the precious metals melted down
it was all unrecognizable
when the wind finally parted the clouds
and i know you may not think it’s still worth fighting for
but i do
and it’s true
it’s all the ever mattered
we’re the carnivores
we’re the chosen few
we took sides before we ever learned
built our walls up with what we could find
not believing that one day they’d burn
a mantlepiece of ashes in an urn
full of all the fallen heroes
who were promised something in return
and i know you may not think it’s still worth fighting for
but i do
and it’s true
it’s all the ever mattered
we’re the carnivores
we’re the chosen few
and god knows what we’re doing
in the hours of fitful dreams before the dawn
the sunrise on the ruins
that stand in the shadow of the sun
you and i dear were not the foolish ones
to think there’s still something to live for
when our whole lives revolved around your shadow
we were bright lights
this whole time
dissolving in your shadow
this story isn’t heading in a straight line
but you’ve been at the center of it all the whole time
what else has there been hiding right in plain sight
it’s been a long and lonesome night
maybe we’re starting now to see the light
maybe there’s still something to live for
when our whole lives revolved around your shadow
we were bright lights
this whole time
dissolving in your shadow
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9. |
Letter
04:03
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letter
the letter in the mail
says your out to far on the road
there’s too much danger there
and it’s time to come home
if you fight it
it just gets angry
and if you feel it
it just grows
so light the fire
light the beacon
see the signal
and come home
you’ve been shackled to your past
and you’re afraid of what will be
and the more time you let past
the less that you will see
and i’m writing not to warn you
or to change what you believe
but the finite moon is moving
on the dark and warming sea
and all there is to do
and all there is to feel
is happening each instant
don’t get caught beneath the wheel
you can trust in your own beauty
and allow yourself to heal
for there is no dress rehearsal
and the risks my dear are real
you’ve been waiting and rehearsing
you been thinking all the time
and the supple seed inside you
seems content to wait in line
for the raindrop
for the soil
for the sun to be just right
please don’t find that you’re still waiting
at the fading of the light
cuz if you fight it
it just gets angry
and if you feed it
it just grows
so light the fire
light the beacon
see the signal
and come home
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10. |
Be A Fool
02:20
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be a fool
it won’t be long before we’re forever asleep
so i’m going to tell you finally
all the secrets that i’ve been trying to keep
won’t change anything i’m telling
you don’t have to
you don’t have to
worry baby for me
i’ll be a fool so you don’t have to
we spent most of the time
ignoring the signs
compulsively rearranging
the words between the blue lines
before the ink was even dry
we’re back at the start erasing
you don’t have to
you don’t have to
worry baby for me
i’ll be a fool so you don’t have to
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