1. |
You May Proceed
04:59
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clear water dream that I wish I remembered
you all were there
clear water wakes the yellow fade of yesterday
you may proceed
clear water dream and you slept like surrender
while I was up all night
clear water wakes, parts the waves and starts the day
you may proceed
a little taken off the top
a little lion on the floor
a little message to the cries
you've been hearing like a roar
a little fault beneath your step
a little broken treasure chest
reveals a pattern in the mess
living for the rest
you've got a lot to leave behind
a lot to learn in time
now you're holding on tight to your eyes
tied.
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2. |
Saved by the Asphalt
04:41
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one by one we counted stars in the sky
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3. |
Burgundy and Brick
03:41
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could never be like this spiral reminisce
burgundy and brick
could never smile like this friction's hidden fits
burgundy and brick
and once you start again, safely holding hands
bright but not a chance
and once the target ran, sullen in his hands
bright but not a chance
all light for memory, some like sympathy
do we all agree?
could never be like this spiral reminisce
burgundy and brick
could never smile like this friction's hidden fits
burgundy and brick
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4. |
Our Lean Years
05:38
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our world was smaller than it seemed
a stack of dirty magazines
locked in a car behind our house
it's all we had to live without in our lean years
our fear was cornered and contained
we dyed our hair and changed our names
threw glances at the river bend
made fun of how we could pretend that our game was up
don't say it didn't mean a thing
we passed out cold and woke up mean
our state of calm begins to crack
you'll be the first i'll be the last to leave
i heard you moved to tennessee
picked up to find yourself a scene
i'm living hard but i'm alive
you're all I have to live without in my lean years
have mercy on us...
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5. |
Nighthawks
01:07
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6. |
Lights of Montreal
04:06
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When we’re leaning on a wall
the weight of all the suddenness, the lights of Montreal
throwing all the keys away, I know not where you lay
Je ne sais pas pourquoi
Then the veil of trust dissolved
cooked it in the humid heat, the lights of Montreal
Everyone is whispering, I know not what they say
Je sais que vous savez
Please, spare me all the calls
turn around the car toward the lights of Montreal
sounding our apologies until we all agree
je suis vraiment désolé
Build me up, tear me down
pick one reason to bow out
write it down, then rip it up
that’s no way to earn our trust
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7. |
Nighthawks II
01:30
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8. |
Theft of Weight
04:27
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My memory begs for a break
tables all the messages
Makers mark by the new parade
For a long, rising plain,
to be paved and raised again
Busy men with their busy friends
The theft of weight, nothing saved
thousands say the words today
Figure 8 all across LA
Gather up another round
searcher’s lost, missing’s found
everyone was here
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9. |
Angeles Crest
03:59
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I was a maniac under protection in line for the daily disease
the Angeles Crest was a highway of cinders, some arsonists angry release
So we see how I lied
I saw a photograph hung from the ceiling, a portrait of my family
my quiet intention, left for the city, my duty in hope's reverie
So we see how I lied
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10. |
City of Fountains
05:15
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I’m all out of ideas now
I’ll just ride the airplanes out
to the top of monuments
skyline hides the rest of it
now she appears with an attitude
bag of books and the lovely truth
she made my day when I learned her name
she split the fog when she flew away
city of fountains, all of a sudden
trapped in her marvelous plan
city of fountains we walked across the city
in the sky, then we watched it pass us by
oh why are you here?
oh why are you here?
oh why…
To pull me into you,
to draw a scene for two
to scale the monuments
to throw me for a loop?
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11. |
One Thousand Wings
03:07
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There is a look, from which it brings
a patient word, one thousand wings
until a wind crept up to blame
all broken up in tiny flames
there is a book from which we sing
a lonely song, one thousand wings
tell them to run, tell them to hide
inside a star, over the tide
There is a stone from which is brings
a weeping eye, one thousand wings
gathering clouds run past your door
without a sound, the sky will pour
a thought to keep, from which we sing
a simple song, one thousand wings
tell them to run, tell them to hide
inside a star, over the tide
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12. |
For Posterity
05:14
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Don't Move one inch cause I may not see you again
just hold that pose, for memory, for posterity
my friend, we've had a million and a half words between
one pole, one post, some support in the land we agreed
is so obscene
And I wonder just how you will fare
all summed up with sand in your hair
feeding upon culture's hand
all part of our plan
So go on, do well, win it for the hometown crowd
just don't come around empty handed with a habit or two
cause we always said we'd be more than that town would let us be
so go on, branch out, branch till the leaves all fall down
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13. |
The Revised
04:26
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we have always tried
to make a little money on the side
selling off our minds
little pieces at a time
we do not see this
to live without a chance to be remiss
we do not see fit
to stand around and dwell on all this shit
The Revised
Reveals a song
Once or Twice
Until we know that we belong
let the glory go
let it run away just like before
just a little sore
summer on the road we found the door
the echo's timing's right
we listen to it roll from side to side
underneath the sky
halfway around the world
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14. |
String Peepers
02:51
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