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Hold It High
05:35
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If you leave, don't be long, hold it high, signal me
A planned retreat,
pick up and leave,
ride off in some warm summer breeze
I can't compete
The bottle top
The broken clock
you said "hey sam, we need to talk...I'm moving on."
If you should see the rising sun come up the color of my blood
If you should hear the siren wail, look for a stronger wind to sail
A stepping stone
No roses thrown
I'll be another road to roam
if you come home
A pirouette
A clever jest
Here's something to get off my chest:
Well, I confess
Hold It High
If you should see the rising sun come up the color of my blood
If you should hear the siren wail, look for a stronger wind to sail
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2. |
Telephone
00:42
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I saw you and you saw me, won't you come home with me?
Across the room at the O.P., won't you come home with me?
Oh, pretty girl on the telephone please come home
come home
come home with me.
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3. |
To Be Absorbed
04:41
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I was a farmer, I was a maid,
I was a stray cat asleep in the shade
oh lord oh lord
I was a matchbox, I was a blade
I was a tin can tied to a string
oh lord oh lord
I was a hammer, I was a lathe
I was a song verse scratched on a page
oh lord oh lord
I was a hilltop, I was a cave
I was an infant so well-behaved
oh lord oh lord
these things and more, your cages adorn
cold canopy that slowly conforms
these are our arms to be absorbed
I was an instinct, I was a thought
I was the answer no one sought
oh lord oh lord
I was the morning, I was the frost
I was the deer that the headlights caught
oh lord oh lord
I was the highway, I was the grade
I was the secret someone saved
oh lord oh lord
I was a lover, I was a sage
I was an old man so well-behaved
oh lord oh lord
these things and more, your cages adorn
cold canopy that slowly conforms
these are our arms to be absorbed
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4. |
Seven Costumes
05:18
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She dressed me up in seven costumes
Struck the bell and lit the sundries
she prayed for family
she prayed for futures
found her brace and bore the hiding
they all tell me
there's a ballad
that we all sing in the twilight
listen child
can you hear it?
Catch the rain to wet the pathway
Then we all just wait around
see if someone else will budge
should we shake off all our gems
to buy a ticket to the feast
Finally, we'll fall asleep
She woke me up and fed me chocolate
let me choose all the stories
some creatures calling to the wild
let me turn the page and follow
they all tell me this is living
this is our world of wishes
listen child
can you hear it?
Catch the rain to wet the pathway
Then we all just wait around
see if someone else will budge
should we shake off all our gems
to buy a ticket to the feast
Finally, we'll fall asleep
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5. |
Motivated Mess
03:30
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I was standing still
watching you prepare
writing variations of ramblings
hurtful things so humbling
They were on the move
synchronized in time
stepping to their cadences
a choir sings, so menacing
their needful things that they bring
I don't want trouble from my own brother
I don't want trouble from my own kin
An echo on the side
collected in the air
separating words within a hollow maze
in our younger daze it's a tangled phrase
today it's a stare within a stare
a motivated mess
a longer list of wishes that you couldn't wish
so deal with it, and at last we sit in that brief lull in time
I don't want trouble from my own brother
I don't want trouble from my own kin
Come now, sit down, next to our friendly fire
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6. |
Red Flag Warning
04:33
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You were right, that old insight that I heard about
something chimed internally the way we were shown
the whipping wind blew forth a flame, scorching blaze in the heat of noon
the lone ember travels far, lonely light in the aftermath.
They raised the red flag today, I saw it sway and sway.
The rain won't pour down today
it never seems to come our way
Out of sight, out of mind. We'll wait up here, let the fire subside.
Protected by Pacific breeze, salty air to be pacified.
Oh, you were right, that old insight that I remember well
Something shined externally, the clock we buried years ago
They raised the red flag today, I saw it sway and sway.
The rain won't pour down today
it never seems to come our way
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7. |
New Amsterdam
03:55
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Unbuttoned shirt shall not return
Punishing sun shall burn us up
but we won't give in, our march of fools
turns up halfway, turns us around
and around and around and around and around
A poison pill, a beggar's verse
the great unknown we shall rehearse.
A sudden shock, in your living room
New Amsterdam, turns us around
and around and around and around and around
Unbuttoned shirt shall not return
Punishing sun shall burn us up
but we won't give in, our march of fools
turns up halfway, turns us around
and around and around and around and around
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8. |
At Our Behest
05:00
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Follow me into relief
we'll make believe summer is here all year
follow me into the west
oh so sweet is the air at our behest
we learned to throw our stones before we go home
came to believe our peace was sleeping beneath
Speak to me late in the year
come suddenly distracting my fears
speak to me, narrowly free
oh run with me girl of my dreams
we learned to throw our stones before we go home
came to believe our peace was sleeping beneath
Only One Melody Plays On Repeat Over Me.
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9. |
Devil Fruit
04:39
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He taught me well
to stay up from hell
thy kingdom come
thy will be done
in the northern trees
this life of mine
peace is implied
in the Sunday skies
The order of things
no rest no refrain
saw the devil's fruit
plucked from the vine
it lit up my eyes
all mine
Saw the shadows hold
saw young, saw old
walk through the cold
just to get their hands on the devil fruit
The order of things
no rest no refrain
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10. |
Crazy Things
03:46
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Woman you make me do some crazy things
all the hell you bring
in the shuffling between my ears
Late in the evening, trouble on the mind
too late to leave
too tight too breathe
come rain or shine
You said I'd rather be at home
Please leave the room and lock the door
You said I'd rather be at home
Spare me from your metaphors
Spare me
All for the same scene, played out over years
crept up on me
misfortune leaves this life of mine
Woman you make me do some crazy things
all the hell you bring
in the shuffling between my ears
You said I'd rather be at home
Please leave the room and lock the door
You said I'd rather be at home
Spare me from your metaphors
Spare me
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11. |
Doomed to Repeat
04:23
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Someone looked up to find a face
picked up the drying of the eyes to cover up
A daughter's day to burn her walls
raised up a fuss and fought her way through everyone
Dressed up her calm, stayed up all night
let all the dawns scrub her face and pull her leg
She walked her road, she changed her name
She bolted down her feet but tore them up again
Pulling luggage through the heat
14 years doomed to repeat
doomed to repeat
Someone looked down to find a face
offered a hand and helped her up and out of town
for all the sun and curses thrown
she begged herself to let the words sink back down
blown back inside one afternoon
she quietly resumed her life inside her room
To soon to tell the morning's fate
to late to blame everything on the evening's rain
Pulling luggage through the heat
14 years doomed to repeat
doomed to repeat
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12. |
Northern Hemisphere
05:39
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Take the pitiless advice
Make a moment in your life
and if the greeting is sincere
give your followers a sign
Oh, I'm clear. Oh, so clear
Oh, I'm clear. Oh, so clear.
Share a softer shade of white
build a fire in the night
and if the people say it's safe
we should echo their delight
Oh, I'm clear. Oh, so clear.
Oh, I'm clear. Oh, so clear.
Up in the Northern Hemisphere
She pressed her luck and disappeared
For in the time that had not gathered,
a great glass wall left to be shattered
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