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Everything's a Shade
05:12
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Everything’s a shade so if the memories remain
In the morning after shots they can carry me away
On a gurney for god’s sake
With John Brown’s body a-mouldering in the grave
Perhaps there’s hope we can be saved
There’s a skeleton inside me just dying to get out
To crawl into his grave in the warm, warm south
With fear in his marrow and cotton in his mouth
He lives in trenches with the worms and the burning gout
And he’s still not sure what we’re fighting about
I saw a man jumping down from the moon
He hanged himself from a starry old noose
Every crater was another fucking bruise
And his weathered face had been trampled by boots
Of men who claimed they knew his quiet truths
I dreamt that I could be at peace
But the nightmares come and they tear at me
So I take my pills or I count my sheep
And my body shakes when I go to sleep
But I've got no one to comfort me
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Water Runs
04:16
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Oh, the way the water runs
It warps the light of summer suns
It takes me down the river’s song
Is done
Comfort comes, but misery
It stays in bed with memories
And writes it name in diaries
Like love can save
Sickness sits in bones that beg for
Change the past can’t leave, it just
Remains and I just cannot turn the page
The edges fray
Take me somewhere I can be at peace
The ocean cools my calloused feet
And shelters me from sweltering heat
I need released
Mothered by the earth that turns on me
They tell me sleep is for the weak
So I’m alive, but I am meek
Inheriting
Oh, the way the water runs
It races me, I've never won
Time keeps marching to a drum
And I’m no one
Oh, the way the water runs
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The Broken Highway
04:56
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I saw a dream at a stoplight
My eyes were red and my soul was waiting
I took a shot at the good life
I gave up love so I’d stop debating
Take me down the broken highway seems the only place to go
Save yourselves cause you won’t ever save somebody you don’t know
I was alive inside a coffin
That my tired bones had called a home
I lost my voice just screaming stop it
I lost my voice by writing tomes
Take me down the broken highway seems the only place to go
Save yourselves cause you won’t ever save somebody you don’t know
Don’t tell me now what I've missed
I know that something is amiss
Don’t talk to me about some kiss
I’m used to hopelessness
Take me down the broken highway seems the only place to go
Save yourselves cause you won’t ever save somebody you don’t know
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Sweet Nothing
04:16
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The way she tries her hardest not smile when she lies
The kind of night where starlight and her eyes seem to collide
The way you reach out for her hand, like she could make you something that you’re not
There’s solace in her arms, but she can only find it in her thoughts
Sweet Nothing comes, but she don’t stay for very long
All the men who turn their heads to her are caught up in her song
Yeah, her voice is quiet comfort with no sense of right or wrong
Is this where you belong
She loves Italian leather, but she stays Venetian blind
All this talk of losing her will make you lose your mind
Beautiful Bathsheba in bathrobe made of silk
Well, I’d send my soul to battle and sing songs about my guilt
Sweet Nothing comes, but she don’t stay for very long
All the men who turn their heads to her are caught up in her song
Yeah, her voice is quiet comfort with no sense of right or wrong
Is this where you belong
I’ve been lying lonely in a bed built for a king
Seven angels watch me as I commit seven sins
Watch me drink myself to death
Pillars topple at my strength
Sweet Nothing comes, but she don’t stay for very long
All the men who turn their heads to her are caught up in her song
Yeah, her voice is quiet comfort with no sense of right or wrong
Is this where you belong
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My friend, she refers to people as nightmares
But me, I never dream
But when she drowned in the bathroom, all the nightmares arrived
I was the first one on the scene
The smell of sage in the air, the smoke in the kitchen
Was hanging there like a scar
Yeah, the piercing was gone, but the pain lingers on
The spirits run but they don’t get too far
So light a match, try to fire me up
I bought her clover charms and I gave her my love
And I soldered a locket and I tried to walk
It’s so hard to fall from above
Well she left me her fortune, but diamonds mean nothing
When money is all that you’ve got
So I think of her fondly and kneel by the graveside
Where flowers look lonely in pots
Schizophrenics have memories of false sounds and visions
Of hauntings by sorry old ghosts
Sobbing voices and shouting, unwashed tattered clothes
It was the house that suffered the most
So I build a bridge just to get off the ground
I stole her tattered coat from the old lost and found
And I wore it around like it still held the sound
Of her voice when we talked on the phone
So I Marvell at marble, sing to my coy mistress
That she should if she pleases refuse
To join me on earth, fuck the comfort of dirt
For lady, who deserves this state?
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Rings Inside a Coffin
03:55
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My actions are a paradox
My memory's a broken clock
That rings inside a coffin
And refuses to be snuffed
By the awful choking silence
That sweeps across the room
But leaves a tattered mess
That is brushed up by the broom
That you’re staring at for hours
Just wishing it would move
By itself like there’s some magic
That’s been left by waning moons
That disappear in darkness
To be brought to shattered tombs
Living pharaoh dreams and splitting seams
The mummified remains
Of a tired king whose rule remains
Engraved in history
Like a book can keep a secret
Of a suicidal ghost
That lives on in words its written hurt
Is stuck inside a page
And he’s singing for help to get him out
But the ink is just a stain
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Path to Make Amends
04:16
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Inside this shoe box, I see faded smiles
That only you can reclaim
So you can try to tell me every stop sign is a green light
Like my eyes are red from power, not from shame
I am still alive, but we are not for very long
And I can try to capture memories in cameras or in songs
We are so much more
We are so much more
We are so much more
Than we thought
I know memories fade, but the feelings still remain
I can trap you in a book, but you won’t stay
The busted radio plays songs I swear we’d know
If the static disappeared, I’d sing your name
Go my tired friend
Walk the path to make amends
The universe will spread until it ends
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It feels like you just left yesterday
But I tell you that I’m okay anyway
I’m not even sure what I would say
If you were to ask me
How ya doing? I’m doing alright
I know I’ve felt worse, do you remember that night
That he spun you around and the candles all died
It could have been worse, yeah but so could anything
Dying thoughts of living life here
Wading through the rivers of cheap beer
I’m drowning in the pity of my peers
That always seem to ask me
How ya doing? I’m doing alright
I know I’ve felt worse, do you remember that night
That he spun you around and the candles all died
It could have been worse, yeah but so could anything
You sit there with books about romance
Remember when you taught me how to dance
You’re my ghost of chances that I had
When you tried to ask me
How ya doing? I’m doing alright
I know I’ve felt worse, do you remember that night
That he spun you around and the candles all died
It could have been worse, yeah but so could anything
So If I've got to change my lanes, I’m going to do it with a Jersey Slide
No more hiding out in the dugout, just hoping that the cops pass by
I’m tired of saving face for the sake of not losing my mind
I’m the poster boy for human hatred, and my ads are in actual size
Everyone I have met is the biggest fuck I’ve ever seen
And I’m tired of all my thoughts being something they call obscene
So if I’m broke and you’re making money, consider my debt repaid
I’ve spent all my time making something that I have only come to hate
So fuck me if you think I’m lonely, and piss off if you think I care
Every dream I’ve had ended slowly, and then turned into a new nightmare
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Silent Pilgrims
04:31
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For the first time in a long time you smiled at me
I think you’re happy, but I’m not sure what that means
I’ve seen stranger things; I’ve seen ships out at sea
And I wished that I could be at peace
The music’s loud but we’re quiet now
I love you but I don’t know how
The silent pilgrims are looking for homes
The words we say don’t belong to anyone
The way you kissed me, I felt so alone
I’m tired of checking my unbothered phone
And it’s thousands of messages haunted by ghosts
That refuse to be silenced, they scream and they moan
Yeah, the highest highs have the lowest lows
And I’m coughing in the old dirt road
Where I planted a seed that never seems to grow
But it envies the time that I gave you that rose
That you wore for the night until it died in a pose
It struck when you cried and we watched it decompose
And it never seems to leave me alone
And I’ve tried to pick myself up
I love you if that’s still enough
And I’ve tried to get myself lost
I’m hoping that you’ll be missing me
My friend finds his solace in TV shows
They capture his mind, he forgets what he knows
And he envies the actors, the lines that they’re fed
The wisdom they dispense, his disbelief suspended
On some romantic notion of human devotion
His heart on his sleeve like he still thinks emotion
Is something that I’m still capable of
So someone give me a new drug to take
Cause I’m not happy with my current fate
Yeah, someone give me something new to fuck up
Cause I am looking for another crutch
Now I am giving up the chase. I’m tired of running in the human race
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