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Bayamo
03:57
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Oh, bayamo, how you blow that brassy wind
Oh, bayamo, got me broken and so thin
Oh, bayamo I’ve got nothing but my sins
To hold on to
Oh, bayamo, estoy muy cansado
Oh, bayamo, I’ve been trying to take it slow
Oh, but nothing seems to help me anymore
I’ve got nothing
Oh, bayamo, with your squall and summer heat
Oh, bayamo, I’ve got blisters on my feet
Oh, bayamo, I was taught not to retreat
Before dying
Oh, bayamo, I’ve been broken down and stalled
Oh, bayamo, you gave my tired heart a call
Spoke so softly, said it’s not so hard to fall
When you’re flying
Oh, Bayamo, put my body in the ground
Oh, Bayamo, I swear not to make a sound
Oh, Bayamo, my favorite part of being loud
Is the silence
That follows
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2. |
Location
05:54
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You scream when you’re lonely
And your echo keeps you company
You follow half-smoked cigarettes
And your shadow asks for a light
So I guess It loves the daytime
But I love the night
Under water over mountains
In the sky or on the ground
Your smoke signals reach me
Where I can’t be found
My Location Has been given away
You hang the moon on mirrors
As you drive straight through the night
You think that I need saving
But I love my lows,
I’m scared of heights
Because it’s easier to hide in blankets
Than to turn them into kites
And I’m not scared, but I know I should be
'Cause I’ve lost the will to fight
My Location Has been given away
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3. |
Needle In A Haystack
03:36
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So I smiled and put the record on
And convinced myself we had a song
Yeah, well seasons change, and autumn’s gone
And I wore down that vinyl
Now all I ever hear is fuzz
When I try to listen to what was
Celebrations aren’t always for fun
And decisions can be final
So don’t try to speak so sweet
I know how to admit defeat
If victors hold a sword and shield
It makes it easier to fall
I’ve seen it all
Well city lights don’t burn so bright
If you grit your teeth and shut your eyes
And the world won’t seem to spin so much
When your head is working for it
Well I sat around and kicked up stones
And I wondered if they felt alone
Just sitting in an old dirt road
That you and I once walked down
And don’t try to make amends
If a road turns into a dead end
Then it’s best to turn yourself around
Or perhaps just trudge ahead
Act like we’re dead
Sometimes in the dead of night
I feel like I’m the most alive
Like the lapping of a tired tide
I always seem to come back
And if a train’s too far away
And I know that I cannot escape
I’ll just search for hours in the hay
For a needle to play that record
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So beautiful it hurts your eyes
The gold and silver haunted sky
Can hang above my head
I don’t mind
I’m just looking for something
That’s worth my time
It can tear me to shreds it can
Sleep in my bed
So long as it brings with it
Something that’s dead
Like I’ve been half my life
So I’ve learned to revive
Things that sleep in the dirt
Next to churches and perch
Like a box under headstones
Sealed in and alone
And it longs for brief visits
Of sorrow with flowers
That wilt and decay
As they shrink by the hour
And I’m feeling more like them
As I watch her spin
Like a dancer and wish that
I knew everything like the cycles of
Moons or the cycles of you
When you’re tied up in something
I’m never the rope
When you’re hoping for something
I’m never your hope
And when I ask what you’re thinking
You’re thinking of nothing
And I tell you that sometimes
I feel like I’m nothing
So you laugh and I smile
And I wish that I could mean it
But when things get too heavy
I’ve always retreated
So I guess that says something
Like I’ve been defeated
Well I’m sorry I wasn’t
The nothing you needed
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5. |
I Want A Love
05:08
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I want a love that’s as pure as gold
I want a love that’s not hard to hold
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love that will sing me songs
I want a love that won’t do me wrong
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want to love, I want a love, I want to love you
I want a love that will never lie unless we’re
On our back looking up at the sky
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love that will always smile
When I spin her ‘round like a radio dial
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want to love, I want a love, I want to love you
I want a love that won’t walk away
I want a love that forgives mistakes
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love that’ll hold my hand
Pick me up when it’s hard to stand
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love that is made of steel
That’ll hold me and make me feel
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love like I want to breathe
Like I want to want, but only need
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want a love that won’t let me down
I want to love, I want a love, I want to love you
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6. |
Desire Lies
04:55
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“Desire lies at the root of suffering
One must suffer to be wise
One must not desire”
But I’d rather cling to Rahab than try to put out any fires
At least she’ll help me tear my stone walls down
“What would you do if you were in my bed,” she said
“I’d lie down and I’d weep because you’re getting to my head”
I said “I’d rather be alone than counting pictures of the sheep
You lead to lie down in your chamber just to watch them bleed and bleat”
She said she loved me Valentine’s Day and she swore she was a saint
She said “the only thing I need is God, the rest is up to fate”
I thought I’d rather be alone than in the arms of some brunette
Whose only wish was shearing me to sow a quilt of my regrets
I was Ajamila trapped inside a sea of my desires
She played the piano on the phone—her fingers pushed higher and higher
And I learned to love that music or at least I learned to need it
Every time I tried to walk away, the music just receded
Did it make me weak or make strong? The way she just strung me along
Desire was the only thing that made me feel like I belonged
To something that was more than me. She told me that the memories
Of her would be enough to make me never love again
But if passion’s such a dirty thing, then why’d it make me feel so clean
And innocence was nothing but a way to satisfy a dream
I guess if not for her I never would have learned my place
And the beauty of desire is that it teaches about grace
Well I’m sorry if my pleasure tends to turn to misery
But I know now that to truly love, one must know how to need
Some connection beyond wanting, some connection beyond pleasure
And just digging ‘round at beaches doesn’t mean you will find treasure
But the gold, I bet it shines so bright when you finally find the key inside
The “X” that marks the spot isn’t just painted on the sands of life
It’s buried deeper than the treasure, so it’s best to do some searching
For a passion that will light you up and not just leave you burning
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7. |
Trumpets Sound
03:47
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Trumpets sound in clouds above,
but I cannot hear if my ears are plugged
And the blankets that I hide under
make me feel like I’m in love
So it’s lucky that I’ve got a bed
or a place to call my home
And the swirling seas of cotton
make me think I’m not alone
And you’re off in some exaltation
that the world has given you
But I’m afraid to leave the sheets
for the risk of changing moods
The sun makes me sweat, and so do you,
but I’m cooled down by the moon
That’s not as bright, but it brings the night,
which makes me feel as good as new
And you’re a shade and I’m afraid,
but you take me by the hand
Tell me “what has been is nothing now,
and the past can’t change your plans
And I’ve got plans for you and me
I’ve got things you have to see
And I’m not leaving ‘til you tell me to leave"
I wish I wanted you to leave
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8. |
Medusa's Head
07:06
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I watched your body grow thinner
Like you said it was meant to be
I saw you scraping paint thinner
Off the edges of your sleeves
It’s a miracle drug, they say
If it keeps you in this sorry state
I know you’re living
Just to live
I saw you change into torn-up clothes
And I asked if you’re okay
You say “I’m tired of wondering
Why it’s darkest in the day”
It’s a wonderful life, they say
If you can keep yourself awake
I know you’re dreaming
Just to sleep
Your mother drinks just to face the day
And your daddy’s never home
When you’re all together is when
You feel the most alone
There’s nothing in your family
So your solace comes in high nosebleeds
I know you’re sniffing
So you won’t cry
We hid under the back porch
To wait out the coming storm
I didn’t mind the silence
Just so long as you stayed warm
There’s no miracle cure, you said
That can fix what’s fucked your tired head
I know you’re thinking
Just to not
You hate the feel of oxygen
So you turn yourself to other things
You’re bagging all your feelings
And Medusa makes you sing
It’s better turning to stone, you say
Than to waste another pointless day
I know your glading
Just to glide
Now your bed’s a gurney
And your head’s a fallowed ground
Men in masks with scalpel hands
Do their best to dig around
Something’s wrong and it’s gone, they say,
Too far for me to keep you safe
I know you’re coughing
Just to breathe
Your mother kneels by the hospital bed
Like she’s looking up to God
But the way she hangs her head
Makes it clear that she is not
It’s a miracle you’re still here
This has always been her biggest fear
You know she’s crying
Just for you
You shut your eyes for a final time
But it isn’t peace that you want to find
You’re looking for some substance
That you just can’t get from living life
It’s a wonderful way, you say
Just to keep yourself a little sane
Right now you’re dying
In my arms
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9. |
Lookin' For A Rock
09:58
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Without Eve
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