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Cabin in the Woods
03:37
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you grew frail and weak in your young age
held to your ballpoint pen, came home and turned the page
staring out the window of your cabin in the woods
sparkles on the treetops the frost took in the night
but I was much too young
I was much too young
winter came, a storm of white, lay heavy on the ground
the fire grew, the notes I knew, played heavy on the sound
I would listen all night to stories that you tell
I’ll keep your voice, I’ll take to heart, your secrets I won’t sell
but I was much too young
I was much too young
the life we shared would choose again
the world we saw return again
chest of treasures born to rest
the gold and silver acquiesse
but I was much too young
I was much too young
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County Carnival
04:07
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ooohs
your skin was white, white as your sheets
white as your innocence, white as my bones
dear in the headlights, wide-eyed
dear you stood your ground, drew fine lines
ooohs
I don’t sleep, and I don’t dream
red blood rushing through your open veins
blank stares, at blank page
scribbled in the margins some love words
your face was lit up by the county carnival
with records playing softly from your house down the road
ooohs
your words are thistles, your mouth a rose
your thoughts a garden of cold prose
I burn another tank, drive on
my mind’s a meadow, far off
your face was lit up by the county carnival
with records playing softly from your house down the road
ooohs
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Seaside Eyes
04:02
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the salt and the sand stuck to our eyes
we swam in the waves, got pulled out to sea
and our anxious eyes searching for shore
I loved you for that, so human you were
we built a home of mortar and stone
the storms came and left, we payed with our pride
and I knew from your shaking hands, we wouldn’t stay long
so I snuck out the backdoor in the pale moonlight
your seaside eyes
eager and restless, riding the tides
our seaside home with the windows broken
the door on its hinges, blown in the wind
I wandered the shoreline to find what I own
and found that I’m nothing but raw skin and bone
so I built what I could, sailed out to see
and saw that there’s nothing at all, but vast blue and me
your seaside eyes
eager and restless, riding the tides
our seaside home with the windows broken
the door on its hinges, blown in the wind
oohs
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4. |
Mast and Sail
03:32
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far in the woods there’s a lake that I know, it’s blue and deeper than eyes
I dive right in, swim to the deep, surround myself in cold
and the scent of the pines is sweeter than skin so I burrow and I nestle on in
my canyon walls are marked by your passing, digging your way into me
where will you go when the harbor lights up?
masts and sails on parade
you’re anchored in well but the stories they’ll tell
of how you lost
how you lost
how you lost
the summer nights drift across your back porch, vast empty and wide
the river is deep, as deep as your heart, keeping the dry land alive
and the snow settles in light the whites of our eyes, we skip sleep until they run red
our cotton hands, the silk of your hair, clean house until it is bare
where will you go when the harbor lights up?
masts and sails on parade
you’re anchored in well but the stories they’ll tell
of how you lost
how you lost
how you lost
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Brick House
04:21
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brick house, porch lights, lake shore, treeline
my home, bike rides, red eyes, campus
and my hair grew long and I grew wild
and I learned to stand up as a man
I thought to leave a place I love
with movement nipping at my heels
hand drawn, cracked mirror, burnt hands, waiting
pavement, heartache, our time, wasted
twilight, mona, christmas, dishes
hard work, bluegrass, morning, dried paint
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6. |
Another Cotton Dress
03:15
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you’re too wanted for me to want you
too desired for my desire
you’re too fickle for me to keep you
you’re too fragile for my hands
you’re like vapor for me to hold to
you’re too pursued for my pursuit
so good luck with your boys and your streetlight eyes
good luck filling the void of your night after night
I know that you mean well with your heart scattered well
watching it get passed around and around
but me I won’t touch it, I’ll just let it pass by
never sought justice from a thief or a liar
you’re another cotton dress on a church pew, babe
another pair of steady eyes that I don’t care to see
just another thin frame with some fitted clothes
just another painted face on some busy street
holding all your lovers hands, and I will keep mine in my pockets
so good luck with your boys and your streetlight eyes
good luck filling the void of your night after night
I hope love finds you if there’s something left to find
and offers you the patience that to me’s not worth a dime
cause you’re too wanted for me to want you
too desired for my desire
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7. |
Cheaper than Lies
03:17
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I woke with your name on my tongue
your perfume still strong on my clothes
your last words still echoing
your face burnt into my eyes
if you lose faith in me
don’t forget the good in the world
I’m sorry, I gave what I gave
I’m sorry, that that’s all I can think to say
for all that we try, the river runs dry
and the courage we fake to not die alone
I ran the aches in my side
cause nothing sells cheaper than lies
they say there are two paths to choose
keep what you like as your friends
or risk what you love to some bitter end
but for me, I’d rather not choose
for all that we try, the river runs dry
and the courage we fake to not die alone
I ran the aches in my side
cause nothing sells cheaper than lies
for all that we try, the river runs dry
and the courage we fake to not die alone
I ran the aches in my side
cause nothing sells cheaper than lies
I ran the aches in my side
cause nothing sells cheaper than lies
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Lover's Pills
04:31
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the restless thoughts you left behind, sitting on my doorstep like a dime
and the restless dreams you left behind, resting on my shoulder like a bird
cause inside, inside I’ve got two wolves, I guess I fed them both ‘cause they’re rattling their cages
and they’re begging for release, but I can’t set them free, I’ve lost the key
I won’t take take my lover’s pills
I won’t take take my lover’s pills
I won’t take take my lover’s pills
cause I came, I came back from the moon, on lofty silver wings, I came back to my home
and the man, the native that I was, the foreigner I am, the way to stay alive
I won’t take my lover’s pills
I won’t take my lover’s pills
I won’t take my lover’s pills
I won’t take my lover’s pills
I won’t take my lover’s pills
I won’t take my lover’s pills
I won’t take my lover’s pills
I won’t take my lover’s pills
I won’t take my lover’s pills
you paint it black, I’ll paint it white
you be the judge, we’ll both be blind
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The Great Puget Sound
04:06
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been waiting for love, but she doesn’t show
I called out her name to the valley below
I know what they say, “you reap what you sow”
but the more that I learn, the less that I know
somewhere she stands where the lake overflow
my time is sand, and slowly it goes
and all that I dreamt of romantic prose
were words from our mouths of pathetic “no”’s
love fill this cave
love fill this cave
love fill this cave
love fill this cave
she’s high up above, and I’m on the ground
got lost in the deep of the great puget sound
I know that I’m lost, but hope to found
two parts made a whole when she comes around
inside of me, a vast empty cave
that begs to be lit by the light that she gave
if love is dead, I’ll run to her grave
and give her what’s left of the promise I made
love fill this cave
love fill this cave
love fill this cave
love fill this cave
love fill this cave
love fill this cave
love fill this cave
love fill this cave
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10. |
Amsterdam
03:21
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deep in our pockets, deep in our veins
running like rivers and rolling like plains
stuck in my mind, and stuck in your heart
placid and still in some other way
what if I went to Amsterdam? settling down my eager eyes
the hair falls thick and smooth on my back
rusting through steel when patience I lack
growing and clean, the wool in my mouth
green in the streams, and holier still
what if I went to Amsterdam? settling down my eager eyes
watching the rain on my windowpane, taking my time in country lanes
creasing my brow at you, searching for cheaper thrills in june
fitted in doors and frames, your streetlight eyes remain the same
gold in their pockets, gold in the hills
bicycles gleam and motor oil stings
shining the pavement a miner’s town waits
your seaside eyes, a photo I take
what if I went to Amsterdam? settling down my eager eyes
watching the rain on my windowpane, taking my time in country lanes
creasing my brow at you, searching for cheaper thrills in june
fitted in doors and frames, your streetlight eyes remain the same
so leave your little hands till I’m gone
the harbor lights for ships and you stays on
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11. |
Born
03:04
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I was born to be a stream, a mighty mountain in a scene
I was born to be a child, I was born to grow up wild
to roam the holy hills, to take love for the thrill
I was born to be the flower on your table in the morning light
I was born to be a tree, with roots as deep as me
with colors on your lips, and your perfume in my lungs
I bet life on things I feel, and yours on things you see
and I’m still not sure who lost, but I wonder if its me
I don’t know where all the soil and people go
a line forgot, and apathy throws its cares on me
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12. |
Asleep at the Exit
04:07
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13. |
War
03:32
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Your white linen sheets
folded crisp and clean
the morning light through your windowpane
the ocean fog in the golden gate
there’s blood in the streets
there’s blood on the sheets
there’s fire in the sky
and we’re safe here in your room
your french writing desk
your fingers nimble still
the envelopes addressed to me
you tell me ‘bout the war
there’s blood in the streets
there’s blood on the sheets
there’s fire in the sky
and we’re safe here in your room
they march, wearing pride
cowards, carnivores
the fields burn outside
and we’re safe here in your room
and the fields burn outside
and we’re safe here in your room
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