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Ghosts
03:51
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On my honor
I can hope
I will learn to leave this town
i will learn to let go
from my bedsheets
to my walls
in the mausoleum to all that i’ve lost
me and the revenant
will run in the rain
That has washed this town so clean
it’ll never be the same
All my demons, and all my ghosts
They will not haunt these crowded hallways anymore
I been so myopic
I cant see my own face
And my reflection
shows my features all rearranged
Im like the fly that’s
been trapped in a web
But the spider in the middle’s already fed
so i will slip out, yes i will go
I will free myself of everything I own
If the Hauntings and the heartaches cease
for now and ever more
And i meet my fate later that day I’ll be laughing that’s for sure
Then come crashing through the finish line
to fireworks and song
Cause i know i’ll live forever
or die trying to move on
I’m so tripped up and off beam
i’m ill with regret
my legs are all at sea
but my eyes are set
bring the horizon
come with the rain
If i make it through this night
i’ll never be the same
And i will fade out
Pass on to black
When i leave this town i swear i’m never coming back
If the Hauntings and the heartaches cease
for now and ever more
And i meet my fate later that day I’ll be laughing that’s for sure
and come crashing through the finish line
to fireworks and song
Cause i know i’ll live forever
or die trying to move on
But if the winter tries to take me
don’t you know i’ll pray for rain
that could melt away the cobwebs and drown away my name
and should the summer linger longer now than I could ever stand
I know the fall will save me
If I can make it until then
But until then...
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2. |
Desert Bloom
03:01
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I’m the whiskey In the bottle
You’re the poison in my veins
The morning light that stops you sleeping
I’m the hangover you hate
I’m your vision of the devil
your forked tongue is all i need
I’m the lie you tell your parents
I’m the sickness that you feed
I’m the echo of your footfalls
I’m shadow of your dreams
you’re the eye inside the hurricane
The stillness i need
I’m a siren song that’s singing
While you’re sailing straight to hell
You’re the desert bloom that’s cheating
all the water from the well
Im lullaby that bates you
to let go of yourself
You go to sleep with good intentions
and wake up with something else
Im crashing through the summer
falling while you bail
Im going down swinging
The Hammer i use for every nail
you’re the snipe that I been hunting
in the dark for far too long
Im the snake that’s out to tame you
but my bite is just as wrong
Im the taste you cant get rid of
you’re the scar that i show off
I'm the hypocrite you dreamed about
you’re the martyr that I lost
I'm the black lung that you’re hacking
you're my liver giving out
I'm the snowstorm in October
you’re the early summer drought.
I'm a thief and i’ve been creeping,
you’re the love of an open fist
to the broad side of my jaw
I'm the reason you missed
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3. |
Under the Wild Heroine
02:54
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beneath the street lights in the calm
before the wickedness of dawn
see cadejo with a halo round its head
walk a lonely winter mile
and lay my bones to rest
and accede to reverie like all the rest
but under the wild heroine
the seasons change,
the boy is bent
Though you walk as soon as run
like you’re holy when you’re chased (chaste?)
are you wholly unaware that you been made?
Cause i could no more catch the sun
count the angels on a pin
or stop the raindrops whipping in the wind
but under the wild heroine
the seasons change,
the boy is bent
under the wild heroine
we lay
peeking through the keyhole
one hand waving at the dawn
rain lashing all the branches
While she’s the romancing the storm
but under the wild heroine
the seasons change,
the boy is bent
under the wild heroine
we lay
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If today is my river Jordan
then i might find home
but if the current pulls me far afield tomorrow
I won’t know where I’ve gone
oh to be anywhere at all
If you’re wondering how i’ve been let me tell you dear
i’m holding on
and though i envy those believing in tomorrow
I know i’m not that strong
How sweet it must be
To have faith in anything at all
If sequestered as i am
i miss the reckoning
maybe i will find myself in "going home"
whatever that means
How happy i could be
to finally find some peace
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5. |
Over, in the Air
04:19
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When i was young i wanted most
To live everyday in between
the howling pages of poem by a beat
The empty sky only witnessing
so many days i would slip
down the sidewalks i would trip
from there i’d plan the road i’d go
like smoke carried on the wind
I’d dream the days away
on the southern bank
Now if only I could go
To what seemed more innocent days
would I rush back to the west end?
or would i let old memories fade?
And if for once I could say
and mean in so many words
That i will set out tomorrow
and know not when i will return
No more to stay
in the home i made
if ever it was mine
Oh To be where i come from
Or to be gone now
to be leaving
to be lost
where I'm standing
to be free all the meaning
Verse:
I wanna move out to the mountains
Though you know i’ll never settle down
I wanna bathe in the rivers,
drink in foggy harbor towns
I wanna walk the winding foot trails
and breathe the morning cold
and seldom lay my head down
for some day i will be old
So I'm gonna reach the lowest valley
as if to challenge the peaks
from which i will write you words and letters
that i know no one may ever read
Oh to be where i come from
or to be gone now
to be leaving
To be lost
Where I'm standing
to be standing somewhere new
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6. |
Somewhere in the Night
02:53
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It’s not only fools Who have faith in the foolish
and often what’s simple will complicate
when the light in your eyes goes a little too dark know
if not for the night you’d never see the day
Its not for your true love to mend your heart and
never by distance will you know me
It’s not for the wicked to say what’s decent
like it’s not for oppressors to say who’s free
I’ve been too long living
while the living’s got to me
but i know
a cynical eye is the death of vision
And a bitter tongue will steal your taste
while too strong a hand is devoid of wisdom
so don't lie so long in the bed you make
I been too fast sleeping
cause i know dreaming is free
but somewhere in the night
there is a light that shines for me
so i look
Yeah somewhere in the night i believe
there is a light that shines for me
so i look
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should the day arise when you are lost
left to coast
left to be found
And though you do your best to stay afloat
you feel the weight
pull you down
I would cast my eyes again out to the open sea
and bury my whole body in the blue
carried on the current
crashing amongst the waves
cause i know it’s where i’ll find you
When you feel there cannot be a light
Though you look
Love is blind
And every friends a stranger in the dark
And you’re lost
In the night
I would check the stars so I could see how bright they shine
and never would i settle for the moon
from the eager evening
to the innocence of dawn
cause i know that’s where i’ll find you
if you feel you’re too numb to stand
cannot look
or comprehend
And feel that all you have then is to rest
Lay your head
still your hands
I would close my eyes again to drift in to sleep
float away from my bedroom
to where i been dreamin
Back to an empty page
cause i know that’s where i’ll find you
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I’m suffocating in this middle coast
Drowning in the waves of amber grain
While purple mountains taunt me with their beauty
and spacious skies are pouring down rain
Where grace has never turned a profit
But deceit can take you far
and murder is tonight’s entertainment
killing who we are
So will you be?
the great deceiver?
or the eternal non believer?
I am a chattering maw
And so with my days
With my very life
I will push
and not be denied
To slow the struggle
enough to recover
from the slow death
of the American summer
Some dreams are only real when you’re sleeping
and others are pretend
though many still violently believe them
with some great measure of pretense
So Let’s hold tight to what we’ve got now
as if it were part of the plan
And Dance in the breeze and sunlight
while we still can
And is it you?
the great deceiver?
the endless fever?
the light in the hall
And so with my breath
with all i have left
I will look
for whatever’s next
and it’s no small wonder
we’re quick to recover
and forget about the death
of the American summer
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9. |
The Invisible Boys
03:24
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Way back when in the west end
The boys would run home in the evening
Those fugitive sons
And dance like fools long forgotten
Get lost Playing pretend and
Now it’s down to one
I am invisible, they say
And I have gone missing
now I’m the one missing
Them today
Years piled on and I wonder
Why some of them were pulled under
And now ghosts walk the halls
some nights I swear I can see them
In dreams, but dreaming is for children
And you’re Forever in bloom
I am invisible they say
And I have gone missing
And I am still missing
Them today
I’m not worth believing
But sure as I’m breathing
Im still seeing the invisible boys
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Why do I do anything to be lonely?
Where’s the love in letting this dog lie?
What’s the trick I cannot remember?
and when will I finally get it right?
If you look through me once again dear
Only for a moment or two
you may see that you caught me falling
and knew the lies in the “i love you”s
Now i walk without the weight of opinion
lighter than the evening air
and my regrets of which there are many
wait for me at home and greet me there
If i look only at the truth dear
guilty as a politicians purse
i would blind myself with the sorrows
and get what my bleeding heart deserved
I could say a million lines
play my foolish games
win my stupid prize
I could vow to never speak
drown myself in drink
aim always to please
but i could never love you
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