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Anna on 85
04:40
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in a land of long winters
for girl on the street
i held a whirlwind
got caught in her eye
she quoted lord byron
she dug at my feet
lustful to body
a danger to mind
flippant commitment
loyal hair product
now she's out looking for
more wood to polish
me, i don't mind
me, i don't care
lock my memories in a boudoir
with a lock of her hair
o-shake out the remnants
clear the debris
she's coming about
this time it might kill me
stand yourself up and bolster
wash out with lye
break all your own backs
on someone else's time
i got a car with gas in it
got a job off the clock
don't tell my missus
she thinks i'm on lock
i could leave in an instant
but where would i stay
poor anna tell me that i'll be okay
lets meet tonight on east end and 85th st
in a summer sometime
now seems to be cursed
i slept with the second
i dreamt of the first
i dream of her madly
and know i'm the worst
but i know there are other
damned souls to be with
she laughs like a lapdance
drinks like a widow
she's built like a bird's nest
and chirps like the wind blows
breaks off all contact but stays
within a stone's throw
useful as a stopwatch
guilty as an alarmclock
put the kids down
to sleep with kisses
don't wait up for me
i'm out on some business
pull into the night
up the fdr drive
stumble home lovedrunk
a quarter to five
the sun's coming up
what ya gonna do
i wouldn't be lying
to say i love you
but also another
it doesn't feel wrong
poor anna tell me that
i'll get along
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feet resting on the water
cool breeze across my wrist
fall out of dream
into a fourteen hour shift
thought of my parole
is playing tricks with time
a working day is easy
when i got you on my mind
a working day is easy when my thoughts are all of you
ain't no whistle bell or minute hand can tell me what to do
the job might take my body boss might take my time
working day ain't hard enough to take you off my mind
it's a broken compliment
they give ya if they're trying to get one back
a line is bound to tangle
rying to trace a crooked track
wreckage all around me,
station far behind
but masking folks
ain't nothing when i got you on my mind
masking folks is easy when your love is all i know
when friends are only friendly if you blow 'em a little smoke
every road i go down has an endless yellow line
open road ain't mean enough to take you off my mind
gimme a shady tree for summer
a cold river in the spring
wordless into autumn
winter in the wings
a cold year's coming calls
the blue jay in the pine
tomorrow is a thousand miles
away when i got you on my mind
tomorrow is a thousand miles when every night i die my death
and every day i wake and burn alive with every breath
i gaze up at the ceiling, out the window to the sky
forever's not enough time to take you off my mind
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3. |
Balancing Act
04:34
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my name is claire i live here me and my two kids call it home
the hunger in their eyes, a bite upon my bones
sun is in the backyard, house dark and dusty as a tomb
my god sent regrets he said salvation will be coming soon
i met brown he was looking for his mercy said he left his life behind
me, i'd been alone with the kids for a long time
i put his boots beneath the table, he gave a bottle three hard pulls
one for every man that he left without a pulse
the field was getting richer and the boys had a man to raise em up
we had an understanding, one day you might have called it love
every night i get undressed alone and a bartender pours a drink
now i know my lonesome low having love thats always out of reach
the stars are getting duller and the wilderness is closer every day
brown is getting distant, talking about god's good old glory days
when he said he's leaving the wind was through the window and the rain was on the shelf
he said everything is gone so he'd be looking for his mercy somewhere else
you cry and pray for righteousness all you get's a steady hand
the woods are laughing and repeating every wild thought you ever had
its raining in the kitchen there's a dead man on the stone
two kids talking to a deputy, mama's cuffed and looking down the road
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4. |
Talkin' November Blues
04:26
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[sic]
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5. |
Right As Rain
03:23
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6. |
I Want You
03:56
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when all that's been said of ceremony cracks
upon the king of etiquette's back
he trumpets on his cornet
saying i should forget you
but all mankind has all gone home
as i proudly sit alone
upon this throne the only eyes
i want are yours to go thru
o , o, i want you
we spent all day sat on the floor
making piles of things saying mine and yours
are you sure you don't want to try it once more
you know that i've learned my lesson
you frowned and rattled off some long list
of why you were mad at me i guess
you said you had some things that need addressing
i said okay let me undress them
you laughed and rolled your eyes in scorn
i admit that's when my stomach was torn
a stem of a joke with a venomous thorn
and it was not worth holding on to
so i hid my face and cooly left
you said goodbye, i said well i guess
you went to him, i felt like death
you felt his breath upon you
if i only had the chance again
to brave the cold and howling wind
i'd face the guns and gallows then
to make your work more easy doing
but this here would my world undo
to breath a breath that's not for you
an ocean of emptiness to wander on through
with nothing much left to do in
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7. |
Captains on the Horizon
04:27
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the trouble, the trouble
this place has broken me true
it's not like me but i can't be free
until i can break this place too
these roadside rooms like shackles
every one with a lock and chain
if i know you you'd be running too
if you had to stay here again
the only one who knows these seas
has just thrown up her hands
and has taken with her all her little
instruments for finding land
and she's gone to hide somewhere between
the cliffs of dreams and the fog of humankind
if i only had a captain
i'd have mutiny on my mind
doom upon each pharaoh
a curse upon each king
who lays coal upon his people
for to find some diamond thing
i don't deny i've been there too
with the lowest i've sometime lain
but the rock stays on the ring my bug
the blood stays on the blade
the dirt between my fingers
needs time to be received
i'll be damn if i'll be demanded to
make these hands look clean
feeling around with my foreign claw
trying to find some futile line
if i only had a captain
id have mutiny on my mind
Like a laminated lover it's never
enough just to be seen
i know your breast beats unlike the rest
and there's nothing in between
sometimes i feel like a dollar
sometimes i feel like a dime
with you my bug i feel my trouble
easing by and by
what would a life be
without some trouble in mind
if i only had it in me
to stand up straight and
act alright
when i feel my luck is changing
i remember the rule of tides
if i only had a captain
id have mutiny on my mind
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8. |
Paper Moon Melody
03:56
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o god the angels sing
you gave me my wings
i clipped them for thee
i would rather to be dead than free
if this is how it must be
how it must be
you can have the paper moon
ain't got no use anymore
i'll hold on to the melody
if you say i can stay one night more
stay one night more
i've been dumb and down on my luck
a bucket of bad bets
i bust at the seam
i guess i'll be with the wind and the sea
please if i can just get my things
i can just get my things
sweet beast, think i'm under your spell
no retched release
can salvation sell
show me to your parents or take me to hell
i'll sweat all the salt out of you
all the salt out of you
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9. |
Green and Dying
04:32
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i was born green and dying
in the evening in the mist
time held me up to heaven and said
what am i supposed to do with this
they said put him on fortysecond street
with a pocketknife and give him a kiss
and so it was i was born
in the same bed to die in
inside where all the pretty people play
the gossip bonafide
your mother seems so proud she
talks about the history of drinking wine
your father's been explaining for an hour or two
the benefits of never waisting time
and everyone at the party was born
without even trying
you're looking like you're working like a
hooker on the corner of insanity and poetry again
is your motivation destiny or
just another voice in your head
the rain's been kicking particles of other people's problems
looking like a storm coming in
and it looks like you were born
without a comfort to cry in
life is a lot like a fireworks display
it's loud and mostly for show
when the grand finale hits
you're a little drunk and ready to go
but nothing's a sweet as the smell of the street
magnolia trees and fried dough
and everyone at the carnival gets
tamed and trained like a lion
olivea is finished with her grieving
she starts to smiling slow
i see her eyes and know that time
is never gonna let her go
they say that every love sours,
never will ours, fate is only one way to go
what's not a cause for love to be defying
he let me stay there for a little while
before he figured it was time for us to go
he shook my hand, showed me he had the ticket
just like it was a ladder he led me under
the great rainbow
to the place where eden fell
green and dying
all the same it seems i remain
like the sea to sing through its chains
and the prisoner to echo the train
and mountains bow down to the plains
all green and dying
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10. |
Echo in the Chamber
03:01
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there's an echo in the chamber
where my heart beats
there's a shadow in the temple
i rise to
the shadow's for the breath that i hold onto
the echo's in the chamber cus of you
there's a window that's just above
the ceiling
i'm ready to go through
I'm offering the early winter's morning
the window's by the ceiling cus of you
there's a prayer that goes into
every mirror
there's a sermon every
afternoon at two
the sermon's for the luckless and downtrodden
the prayer is in the mirror cus of you
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