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Lamb / Hail Mary Blue
07:18
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If you catch me sleeping
you'll catch me dreaming that you're here
and if you wake me
then just like magic you'll appear
and when the ocean was a little girl
she had a dream that she'd break up the world
but even she couldn't do it.
If you catch me leaving
you'll catch me leaving you behind
and how could I do it?
How could I treat you so unkind?
and when the morning was a little boy
he had a dream he'd make the sun his toy
but even he couldn't do it.
If you catch me lying
you'll catch me lying to myself
and if you tell me
I'll go and send me off to hell
and when Jesus was a little lamb
He took the lonely ones up in His hands
but even He couldn't hold them.
Hail Mary Blue
blank as a Greek's lost head
cut in two
the Dutch Boy dissolved in lead
On the moon
the dark spots are growing bright
dream come true
a stomachache in the night
On the wind
the kite is a palimpsest
in the end
you're sleeping for someone else.
Watch the patterns change
in bristling brindled black.
speckled night comes down
to spackle up the cracks
but I can't trust it,
not at all.
what's that shifting at the wall?
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2. |
World is Big
03:05
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God isn't out there on the porch
drinking the milk from Kitty's bowl.
I wait for no one anymore
and get just what I bargained for.
I drink my coffee morning light
and take my pills most every night.
The gloomy days don't drain my blood,
just fill my garden up with mud.
This world is big and ending soon.
I wanna spend my time with you.
I watch you stop and turn around.
I smile I choke, don't make a sound.
And in the evening hours few
I wanna end the day with you.
We'll keep some flowers in the sill.
I'll keep an eye that they don't wilt.
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3. |
Hey
03:16
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I should have told you we were coming down.
I should have asked if you would be around.
I think I've got your number in my phone.
I know I fuck around a lot but this isn't a joke.
Hey what you doing later on tonight?
After our shift ends we can walk under the lights.
Hey what you doing later on tonight?
I should have asked you but something wasn't right.
What would we even do?
You know I love wasting all your time.
What would we even say?
You know I've got nothing on my mind.
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4. |
Modern Ringtone
02:27
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Sorry I don't mean a word I say.
Keep disappointing you,
trust me anyway.
Though I've grown older I feel the same.
Sorry I couldn't even say your name.
You are good as anyone.
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5. |
Two Hundred Thousand
05:24
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Stars on my ceiling glowing eerie.
My head's like a fountain overfilling.
The sky's got a lot of ways to take you back.
Planes dropped two buildings out of blue sky
Two Hundred Thousand, a bull for a bullseye.
The sky's got a lot of ways to take you back.
Souls in a sickly halo burning
Grease on the axis, world is turning.
The ground's got a lot of ways to take you back.
"Heaven's a place where nothing happens"
a blink in the night where all time collapses.
The sun's got a lot of ways to take you back.
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6. |
Whippoorwill
02:21
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I draw lines around your head
sunflare in the lenses
I got crossed and fell asleep
dreaming of rippling grass and trees
one two three
In the yard don't keep a thing.
The whippoorwill's not singing,
but I can talk just like you
so you don't have to.
One, two, three.
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When you go away I try to picture your face.
Hollow in the head,
a thin line pushed it out of place.
When the breeze blows back the blinds
they cast a shadow,
cast a spell in an empty room.
Hot and cold, silver and gold,
Oh wonderful life.
What's it worth?
We can't be sure what's on our loves' minds.
When the breeze blows back the blinds
they let some sun in
for a spell in an empty room
and we can't be like little branches in the water
tangled up till you can't see through.
You're just like a little pebble rolling in the stream,
catching light and catching shade
and getting caught between.
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8. |
Water Etc.
07:20
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9. |
Circle Walk
04:10
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Last of light
over your warm bed wanders low the frigid sky,
so we rise
to walk the dog a circle
and stamp our boots outside.
It's never gonna come back.
no way.
Follow you
through your mother's kitchen
and back into your room.
Going through
the unaccustomed motions,
you're pardoning my youth.
It's never gonna come back.
no way.
(I miss the cold
the windowfull of snow
the colonies of blue
but I never did miss you.)
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