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Into The Night
03:27
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desolation holds its head above the ice
it said listen to your heart, not to your mind
like a soldier in a grave, i’m saved!
and id be damned to be a girl
cause i’m the centre of the world
we used to drive the feral coupe through avenues
where the crowded people sang all out of tune
well do they take me as I am?
cause id be damned to be a girl
cause i’m the centre of the world
and all the tremors in my heart
will only break me from the start
when i feel your burnished hands, pressed into mine
i want to melt and sink back into the night
said i’d damned to be a girl
cause i’m the centre of the world
and all the temper in my heart
will only break you from the start
and i fear your burnished hands will take me alive
i want to melt and sink back into the night
oh, when i feel your burnished hands, press into mine
i want to melt and sink back into the night
i fear the burning man, come eat me alive
i want to melt and sink back into the night
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2. |
Ornament
02:49
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Am7 d7
G. Am7
I am more than just an ornament
G. Am7
You, pick apart the days of action /course of action
G Am7
When this kid grows into a man
G. Am7
What will they be called?
C. D7
See the girls, and hear their laughing
G. F. E7
All the world wants to get you high
C. D7
and the turn of bright ideas
G. F. E7
All the world wants to suck you dry
Am7 d7
G. Am7
How can i be something more than basic
G. Am7
In our mouths we learn to taste it
G Am7
When we speak we learn to sing it
G. Am7
What will we be called?
C. D7
See the girls, and hear them laughing
G. F. E7
All the world wants to get you high
C. D7
And the charmless people clapping
G. F. E7
All the world wants to be your guide
C. D7
See the coast, the ocean tumbles
G. F. E7
All the world wants to get you high
C. D7
Paint your friends, write a novel
G. F. E7
All the world wants to be your guide
G. F. G# Am
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
C. D7
See the girls, and hear them laughing (ill wait)
G. F. E7
All the world wants to get you high (as the days go by)
C. D7
And the charm of people clapping (profiter de’apres medi)
G. F. E7
All the world wants to be your guide (so fine)
C. D7
Watch the windy ocean tumble (id sail over the world )
G. F. E7
All the world wants to get you high (and find)
C. D7
Paint your friends, write a novel (you will come back to me)
G. F. E7
All the world wants to be your guide (in time)
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3. |
Sons & Daughters
03:50
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say something
why don’t you
spell your name out
these taxes make me backflip,
this little one’s mine
even when your little
heart’s a mess and
all us people will forget
you made the same slips as I
when the gold settles at the bottom of the pan
when the red wool stockings make you happy as a clam
you would turn to me and say
all you see is what I am
all you see is what I am
in the water,
we turn to sons and daughters,
waiting patiently for breath,
just a spark in my eye (waiting patiently to begin; just a spark in ones eye),
it takes the memory of something
old and sacred
just to rouse us from our beds
to find the meaning of life
when the sand settles in the bottom of your hands
when the kite catches on a gust of wind
you would turn to me and say
i am waiting to begin
i am waiting to begin
(bridge)
i went to look across this pond
to find my one and only at the dock
i went back home to count my stars
heard/find you laughing just outside my door
play my fortune
and keep all of the earnings
it feels so small that It could creep up
on anyone, at anytime
but my hearts electric
and made of the strongest diamond
and when i’m old enough to fight
I am old enough to die
when the lark turns his head and whistles out his song
when the day comes to an end and i’m putting you to bed
you will turn to me and say
i will see you once again,
i will see you once again
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4. |
Woodlands
04:50
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creeps out of the corner,
it goes looking for the door
lets mother take his top off
and he’s begging her for more
peace on earth in quieter houses,
even as they sleep,
bides his time in early morning,
perfect start to make ends meat
and you’d not let me forget, though I try
so pathetic all the time
don’t speak the backwards of my name
to find its meaning still the same
hungry as a wolf in sheep’s clothing,
you close your eyes
tastes of condor cold like ice cream
crashing sine waves in your mind
when all the cables
and the television lights go out
and your halfway through a maddening
let them know what you’re on about
and you’d not let me forget, i tried
so pathetic all the time
don’t speak the backwards of my name
to find its meaning still the same
im so pathetic all the time
and theirs nothing on my mind
for a tragic heart that aches
will take or leave it all the same
aaaaaaooooooo aaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaooooooo aaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaooooooo aaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaooooooo aaaaaaaaa
….
and you’d not let me forget, i tried
so pathetic all the time
don’t speak the backwards of my name
to find its meaning still the same
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5. |
Golden Goose
04:40
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read all the tea leaves
from this chalice of mine
in the back of miley’s car,
the natives will die
independent of i, turned our backs to their hearts
look at the old man holding out for a dime
watch as hes waiting for the passage of time
at the end of our life, theres a fog and a cry
calls in terror, so settle for a while
(Psalm and sable quiet houses laughing divine)
its all your fault, how we wasted our time
(I went walking cold innate under the pale starry light)
and eat all our candy, and say mazeltov at the end of our night
we love the famous like the gods of our time
choirs are singing, such a long way outside
how we patchworked our lives
when we sheathed all our knifes
in go the ministers that feed on the kids
the titties on the telley make us all modern men
i was only held back, by the wave and the flash
of a gun, but my windows are lit
(Psalm and sable quiet houses laughing divine)
old man, I let out an hour or more
(Buddhist thieves and falling leaves go silently into the night)
and when you came home, i heard a knock on the back of my door
and on, and on, we’ll idle,
brown eyed girl with long dark hair
slowly return to the womb that you sprang from
quiet as a lamb would go
..............
feast on the neighbours, for they warble their tunes
hear all the evil laughing sick with the flu
i was tricked by the moon,
and a far away tune,
in our hearts we know that the end of one life,
the curtain tails that close will lead to another in time
from this gutter of mine, i see stars in a line
on the table of one thats so divine
but you don’t know, they love us every time that were home,
to feed us their supper and think of the times back before we were young
old man, I let out for an hour or more
and when you came home,
i heard a knock on the back of my door
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6. |
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all day long, I stick to the movements
the quiet and coolness of the air that fills the room
i do try to sing very often,
but I take it for granted,
and i falter at the end
your right hand, is sick of trapezing / false promise
and all the words squeezing
from the tongue of a loving man
something new, comes out of the old now
covered in a cold brow like a morning sick with dew
aaaaoooooo
aaaaoooooo
aaaaooooooooooooooooooooo
aaaaoooooo
aaaaoooooo
aaaaooooooooooooooooooooo
noon day spies, are peacefully dreaming,
and all the while scheming, on how to get back to
a noble man, who’s sick of his problems
i talk about it often, no were not far from you
(bridge)
the ending is lost on me
i’m holier than poppy seeds
when the ending comes it swallows all of me
im holier than all the milk of poppy seeds
aaaaoooooo
aaaaoooooo
aaaaooooooooooooooooooooo
aaaaoooooo
aaaaoooooo
aaaaooooooooooooooooooooo
(ending)
leave it to them to be one the to knock it down
the blood of your feet leads a trail back into town
something in the stable is stinking like a dog/hound
but neither will leave when the other ones around
but neither will leave when the other ones around
but neither will leave when the other ones around
but neither will leave when the other ones around
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7. |
Time
03:38
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and this farewell is old and tired
as lonely hearts would know
i know youve heard me well
so look me in the eye and tell me what you’re thinking / where youre going
child, we do it all the time, do it all the time cause it makes you smile
and these are compliments i’ve heard before
so stop all your rambling
you stumble through the door
you were acting like a dog
with your teeth bared naked
time, we do it all the time, we do it all the time just to feel alive
a toast to my poison,
your words, taste like wine
form me through sex appeal
they fought through the river
when i wasn’t real
and through this sex superior
they formed a prince that begs on his knees
and floor, open up the door, open up the door if it makes you poor
all said, i must confess,
i’m lost in a mess of wires and trappings
i am not fond of these
they poke through my sleeves
cause it takes one to know one
time, we do it all the time, we do it all the time just to feel alive
words come from rattlesnakes
worse, NPR
faith in my sect,
i am inane for all time!
oh time, we do it all the time, we do it all the time just to feel alive
time, we do it all the time, we do it all the time just to feel alive
time, we do it all the time, we do it all the time just to feel alive
time, we do it all the time, we do it all the time just to feel alive
ooh, ahhhhhhh
ooh, ahhhhhhh
ooh, ahhhhhhh
ooh, ahhhhhhh
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8. |
Blue Lagoon
04:02
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blue lagoon
dance about the room
quietly whisper your old sisters tune
to the man in the band who plays only for you
old folks beware,
we’ll learn your folksy dancing
go put on the dress that your mother once did
you pull from your pocket, an old silver ring
I went into the hills
wrapped in the coat of an evening cold and dark
when you called out loud, and we made it all up,
right there on the spot
like a dumb man on fire,
who doesn’t rise any more
from the bell of a clock or,
a knock at the door
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9. |
Hurricane Gold
06:50
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when i get homesick,
I watch the rain stick
like beads of glass upon my window
it escapes meaning, this curious feeling
when you lean your head upon my chest
is this all we have left to be i’m falling into
peace-s of a puzzle
like in the 90s
when I still saw beyond my screen
wed climb in the attic, ever dramatic,
and make believe what we want to believe
were writing something meaningful, were turning into them
a night of riot, brings out your sunshine
pull out your party tricks, you can read my mind
and in the backseat, after leaving, you never spoke so soft and sweet
our hearts want to find meaning so we do it all again
in these thoughts i find my reason to escape
from the hungry eyes, the players of the game
in the need to be the furthest one away
do you feel me?
I’d live for an eternity, but still death wouldn’t notice me
gave up the ghost, get born again; hurricane gold is all i have
clone myself to oblivion, will crypt keeper notice me then?
build my house out of my children, hurricane gold is all i have
I live and breathe for just one thing, the rhythm of two hearts racing
cause time is short and im the man, hurricane gold is all i have
to fuck around is to find out, so lets go do the twist and shout
and spend our lives living god’s plan, hurricane gold is all i have
hurricane gold is all i have,
hurricane gold is all i have,
HURRICANE GOLD IS ALL I HAVE!
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