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Well I guess that I was lonely, that's why I called you on the phone. 'Cause in a moment of forgiveness, I didn't want to be alone. And I guess that I was willin, more than I ever was before. 'Cause in a moment of forgiveness, I come a knockin at your door. Baby I woke up cryin last night just to realize that you were gone. Has it been two long years without you? When are you gonna come home? I guess that I was hoping that you'd finally understand, and in a moment of forgiveness, you'd reach out and take my hand. Now baby I know you're not one for bearing witness. You told me that one wrong move is gonna sell you out. I see that you kept your word And made it harder than it had to be. Wish I could save you the trouble baby, give you a little peace of mind. Baby I woke up cryin last night just to realize that you were gone. Has it been two long years without you? When are you gonna come home? I guess that I was hoping that you'd finally understand, and in a moment of forgiveness, you'd reach out and take my hand. |
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| 2. |
| 4:13 |
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We talked up all night and came to no conclusion We started a fight that ended in silent confusion And as we sat stuck you could hear the trash truck Making its way through the neighborhood Picking up the thrown out different from house to house We get to decide what we think is no good We're sculpted from youth, the chipping away makes me weary And as for the truth it seems like we just pick a theory The one that justifies our daily lives And backs us with quiver and arrows To protect openings cause when the warring begins How quickly the wide open narrows Into the smallness of our deconstruction of love We thought it was changing, but it never was It's just the same as it ever was A family of foxes came to my yard and dug in I looked in a book to see what this could possibly mean Cause there is fate in the breeze and signs in the trees Possible tragic events When forces collide with the damage strewn wide And holes blasted straight through the fence The sky starts to crash the rain on the roof starts to drumming And laid out like cash your take on my list of shortcomings The show starts to close, I know how this goes The plot a predictable showing And though it seems grand it's just one speck of sand And back to the hourglass we're going Back to the smallness of our deconstruction of love We thought it was changing, but it never was Our deconstruction of love |
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| 3. |
| 3:45 |
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I heard you sing a rebel song, sung it loud and all alone. We can't afford the things you save, we can't afford the warranty. I see you walking in the glare down the county road we share. Our southern blood, my heresy, damn that ol' confederacy. It took a long time to become the thing I am to you. And you won't tear it apart without a fight, without a heart. I'm sorry for what you have learned, when you feel the tables turn. To run so hard in your race, now you find who set the pace. The landed aristocracy exploiting all your enmity. All your daddies fought in vain, leave you with the mark of Cain. It took a long time to become the thing I am to you. And you won't tear it apart without a fight, without a heart. It took a long time to become you, become you. The center holds, so they say. It never held too well for me. I won't stop short for common ground that vilifies the trodden down. The center held the bonded slave for the sake of industry. The center held the bloody hand of the executioner man. It took a long time to become the thing I am to you. And you won't tear it apart without a fight, without a heart. It took a long time to become you, become you. |
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| 4:43 |
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Yes it's true I've gotten very moody over you Don't think I don't sense your caution way across the room Or across the phone lines, big black ocean, or conversation brief We can't find a clear connection, and I can't get relief Why don't we both agree we're both afraid and too afraid to say If I say count to three and move toward me, would you meet me half the way There are a thousand things about me I want only you to know But I can't do it alone, you've got to show While you occupy me I command my dreams each day To bring you in me even thinly as the morning chases you away I half believe if I just picture us we will come true Wishful thinking or my dreams sinking half depends on you Show me you are fully alive If you want to fly you take this dive If you want to kiss, kiss for real I'll give you back everything you feel Drive in space that peaceful place You'd be my secret sharer Front and back and all around the thin margin of error Move too fast or move too or somewhere in between Navigate the perfect distance so your getaway is clean Why don't we both agree we're both afraid and too afraid to say If I say count to three and move toward me would you meet me half way There are a thousand things about me I want only you to know But I can't go there alone, you've got to show |
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| 2:45 |
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I was downstairs in the greenroom waiting for you to appear. I said hello to your family, I said hello to your friends, I said hello to this situation that never yields. Now its easy for me to tell you that my love for you is real. I once stumbled on these feelings, I once stumbled on these words, something you'll never stumble on dear. Oh you were so baroque, all of those words, just to tell me no. And you were so softspoken with all of the others who said you weren't broken, they just let you go. When you're three days down the highway and you're looking like I feel; if it takes a lot to keep it going, if it takes a lot to keep it real, take sometime for yourself and and learn to yield.. |
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| 4:30 |
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I could paint you in the dark Cause I've studied you with hunger like a work of art These are very secret days I collect my information then I stowe it all away Call me when you breeze through to your appointments The work you do Call me, I'm collecting you The pleading prayer and hairshirt sting My hair-trigger love and faulty spring Motivation smokes a name, but I don't like that smell applied to me so Blindly just the same call me When you breeze through to your appointments the work you do Call me I'm collecting you Turning up my collar to an unseasonal chill you ask a favor, you know I will The rain comes a surprise we fly across the railroad ties I feel the danger the foolish thrill oh yes I will What it will or won't be then The shutter pre development the ink full in the pen Mind the mind's eye's trickery You might picture killer beautiful much more than it might be Call me tell me what you're up to what you'll do Call me I'm collecting you I would be foolish to think that I could turn it off and stay alive The way I live when you switch on hand on the dimmer, give me just a glimmer Give me just a shadow hope around the edges, agony and rapture forever uncaptured Take these secrets to your grave Drug across your landscape and buried in your cave You're piling up and out of sight But trying to add it up just feels like counting shades of light Call me when you breeze through to your appointments what you must do Call me I'm collecting you Hang it in my window let it complicate my view The separation the glass of you But I can paint this picture any way that I see fit The art of pain the subject sits unmoved |
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| 3:54 |
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Let's not drag this out, everything's in motion Though I've only ever loved you kind and with devotion I remember when I met you and even from the start I thought one day you'd probably just come home and break my heart It's funny what you know and still go on pretending With no good evidence you'll ever see that happy ending You were looking for your distance and sensing my resistance you had to do your will I had to learn the hard way We were just an empty dream too big for hope alone to fill I know I'm a dreamer, so I'll give you that Still I hope I'm more than just a place you laid your hat You're a land of secrets, its only citizen And though I paid my dues I was never allowed in And so I am a stranger but especially today As I get sad and lonely and you get your way You were looking for your distance and sensing my resistance you had to do your will I had to learn the hard way We were just an empty dream too big for hope alone to fill Holding out for change I know we never stood a chance So I could only wait and watch you slip right through my hands |
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| 2:44 |
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tonight i'll be sleepin on a mountain top i got a billion stars for my witness in the morning i go down and the sun comes up and i take a drink from the bitterroot river have you been lonely yes i've been lonely i've been lonely too have you been lonely yes i've been lonely i've been lonely too tonight i'll be sleepin on a mountain top i got a billion stars for my witness in the morning i go down and the sun comes up i take a drink from the bitterroot river have you been travelin' yes i've been travelin' i've been travelin' too (that girl can play) have you been travelin' yes i've been travelin' i've been travelin' too (lordy help me (unknown)) tonight i'll be sleepin on a mountain top i got a billion stars for my witness in the morning i go down and the sun comes up i take a drink from the bitterroot river i take a drink from the bitterroot river i take a drink from the bitterroot river |
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| 4:10 |
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Now we can say that nothing's lost and only change brings round the prophecy Where now it's melting, the solid frost was once a veil on greener landscapes we would see Beneath my surface the water's heating And steam comes up and out the tears you see me shine For every strange and bitter moment there was never a better time For every pleasure exacts its pain How you hurt me how you were good to me Beneath my window a mournful train that makes me smile at my bad poetry Beneath my surface a song is rising It may be simple while it hides its true intent We may be looking for our deliverance but it has already been sent It's in the night fall when the light falls And what you've seen isn't there anymore It's in our blind trust that love will find us Just like it has before They're sending soldiers to distant places X's and O's on someone's drawing board Like green and plastic but with human faces And they want to tell you it's a merciful sword But with all the blood newly dried in the desert Can we not fertilize the land with something else There is no nation by god exempted Lay down your weapons and love your neighbor as yourself In the night fall when the light falls And what you've seen isn't there anymore It's through our blind trust that love will find us Just like it has before |
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| 4:20 |
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If you were here in Starkville, the townie boys would love the way you stare. If you were here in Starkville, the local girls , they wouldn't have a prayer. I spent a reckless night inside the wonder of your everlasting charm, now I'm haunted by geography, and the flora and the fauna of your heart. At the dawning of some road worn day, I called you on a whim just to say- "The morning birds are singing", but I could not do them justice, so I hung up and fell back to sleep. I'm in love with my mobility, but sometimes this life can be a drag; like when I noticed your nobility and how my leaving only held you back. I remember one occasion- you were drinking,-when you asked me to the coast, but I was hell bent on agony back then, so I missed the boat. At the dawning of a road worn day, I called you a whim just to say, "My regrets become distractions when I can not do them justice", then I hung up and fell back to sleep. When I was down in Starkville, I was hiding out inside some Comfort Inn from a local gang of troubadors, when the homecoming queen -she come riding in. I slipped out of my room into the rain and I went running for my health. The headlights turned to moonlight, and finally I was running by myself. At the dawning of this road worn day, I call you a whim just to say, "The morning birds are singing". |
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| 5:02 |
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We were sitting round a dying fire, somebody lit incense somebody lit a cigarette and passed the bottle around It was just strawberry season, backbreaking pickers in the patches everything's burning down to ashes and down to the ground She's saving me I don't even think she knows it It's a strange way to show it as distant as last night's dream unravels She's saving me I'm a very lost soul I was born with a hole in my heart The size of my land locked travels I try to put it aside but it's too much bigger than me there's a big brown hawk in the tree Lighting and leaving There's tea leaves tossing, heads up pennies in my pocket, dead star like a rocket, the arc of my grieving She's saving me I don't even think she knows it It's a strange way to show it as distant as last night's dream unravels She's saving me I'm a very lost soul I was born with a hole in my heart The size of my land locked travels The sky pours out biblical rain Then days so still the beauty gives you pain The heatwave kills the green and she remains unseen But colors up my dream with all things blooming This is not all there is it's not a kingdom it's not an angry god It feels like her It feels like no fear, it feels like no doubt, it feels like inside out The ashes stir She's saving me I don't really think she knows it It's a strange way to show it as distant as last night's dream unravels She's saving me I'm a very lost soul I was born with a hole in my heart as wide as my land locked travels |
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| 4:34 |
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Well we blew off immigration, the moon was sitting high, as we drove from the Lacandon into Comitan. Gloria was singing and Cecilia closed her eyes, and I saw them drifting out over the night sky. Nuevas Senoritas, are you gone to brighter days? Have you found your greener valleys and the place where your heart lays? I'm heading back to the flatlands and you're heading up to the hills. The rain brings you home in the middle of July. I guess I just got lonesome when I think about how you feel, with six months gone and no one to dry your eyes. Nuevas Senoritas, are you gone to brighter days? Have you found your greener valleys And the place where your heart lays. |
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