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Palm Sunday
05:23
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The Sun and Moon
mean nothing to you
and I am a fool for my life pursuits I assume
And I may have lost a year to you
Silver threads among the gold ones too
Sleepy Jean, Elizabeth the baker
All stood with their welcoming signs
While you and I, we sat in the bleachers
Shaking our heads and rolling our eyes
It was all for nothing
And the carpet furled
Ragged and rouge
Must have felt like Palm Sunday to you
I almost made it out
Without a scratch or a bruise
In another life
Who knows what I must have slept through
My room was as dark as a vacant hotel
I reached for a ladder and fell down a well
I put all my thoughts in a styrofoam box
And locked them away
It was all for nothing
And the band played to an empty room
Must have felt like Palm Sunday to you
But it was my fault
Every part
Over and over again
But oh, I know that every stone on a slope doesn’t find a plateau
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2. |
Something More
04:42
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On and on
How long is too long?
I don’t want to be wrong in calling it off
So if I wait
How late is too late ?
So I turn around and all the walls just closed in to surrond me
So if I do
How soon is too soon?
I need some time
Just a little while
Because I was feeling sentimental about a cynical girl
Feeling weighed down by the weight of the world
And I thought I closed that door behind me
But I want something more
I want something more
I want something more
And I was tired of waiting and running around
It gets so old
Oh I wish you’d take this weight off my shoulders baby
Hold on
I won’t tell you it’s over and we cannot go back
No hold on I just need more and you can’t give that
But don’t say I never loved you baby don’t do that
Don’t say I never loved you and we can’t go back.
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3. |
Landlady
04:30
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Can I stay here for a while Landlady
Just a corner of the room
A blanket and a curfew
And I’ll be light when I’m out
I’ll be quiet as a mouse
Town and country
But if I stay too long
Or if I’m of and on
The combinations wrong
So I’ve tried in my way
To break what I am bound to
But their are chains and their are ties
I just never got around to
And it’s fine sometimes to leave it all behind
And start it over
But when it’s said and done
No matter where you run
You’re gonna owe someone
Landlady
So I try to keep it light
Keep my mind off of winter
But it’s few and far between
When I make gold from tin and timber
But give me a little time and I can straighten out
Give me a little time and I can make it right
Give me a little time and I can pay it back
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4. |
Hobby Horse
04:20
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Well I’m so tired of working for that old Yankee Dollar
But I’m fine, yea I’m alright
No, nothing is the matter
So what’s the use and what’s the rush?
It never amounts to much
What a useless observation
Oh but I’m fine, yea always merry and bright
And nothing really matters
Oh but I’ve got mine
And I’ll be fine
Waiting around for all boats to rise
Is it tired ? is it old ?
Its a drop in the bowl
Is it mine ? Is it still ?
Is it run of the mill ?
Does it hurt? Does it break ?
Does it own Realestate ?
Does it come when you call ?
Does it just make you wait ?
Is it calm ? It it cracked ?
Can you pay it all back?
Is it Bernadette Meyer ? Is it Champion Jack ?
Is it charmed ? is it light ?
Is it love at first sight ?
Is it years ? is it days ?
Is it merry in the month of may ?
Is it all just a waste ?
Is it worth such a mess?
It’s a job Its a living its a hobby at best.
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5. |
Not Now Brian
02:26
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Nothing wrecks the mind
Or throws it in a dive
Like the faces of a railway station
Sentimental types and sleep walking Sunday drivers
Breathing all the oxygen
And I fall to pieces
I fall apart
Just a sign would knock me down
One by one I come undone
Cafes in the park
Politics and art
And other brands of bourgeois bullshit
And I fabricate a smile
Feeling all the while
Like a wave crashing in a cavern
And I fall to pieces
I fall apart
Its a crack in a matchstick line
One by one I come undone
So I try to carry on
I keep my head down
Surrounded by libertines and scarlet women
But no ones got the time
And everything is fine
Just ordinary dime a dozen
And I won’t get lost again
No I won’t hide oh no
No I won’t get lost again
No I won’t hide in and out of the shadows
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7. |
Henry, I Think I'm Dying
02:22
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8. |
Ask Me
04:06
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Why don’t you ask me ?
I know
Why don’t you ask me ?
I know
But you’ve been hanging around
With the bridge and tunnel crowd
They’re telling you lies
So why not ask me ?
I know
Why don’t you ask me ?
I know
And all the lights and tides are low
And no one else would know
Why don’t you ask me ?
And every lovesick refugee
And every ship at sea
Why don’t you ask me ?
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9. |
One Big Sigh
02:58
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One big sigh that moved the light around
And it showed me something
I’m seeing it now
And all your confessions that you told to me
Did they make you feel new ?
Did they make you feel clean ?
One more night
And maybe a morning
I’ll do what you want
I’ll do it for nothing
And one little lie
That kept us in waiting (waiting around for what seems like forever)
Something unspoken
Maybe something worth saving (save it for some other time )
But all of this dreaming
Makes it so hard to tell
What’s worth believing and what’s even real
But I can’t help the feeling
That something is wrong
But I’ve meant nothing to no one
For way too long
So one more sigh that moved the light around
And it showed me something
Im seeing it now
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10. |
Standing In The Daylight
04:40
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No more lies to tell
None to you and none to myself
At a loss with nothing to sell no more
And no more rumors to quell
Or loose lips sinking my sails
Or waiting around for it all to blow over
So I told myself again and again
That I never sold out and I never bought in
And Im standing in the daylight now
No more fever to break
No excuse and no more mistakes
Had enough
All I can take of love
And no more lies to tell
None to you and none to myself
At a loss with nothing to sell no more
So I wrote it down
Everything to come clean
But I started believing my own fever dreams
But I’m standing in the daylight now
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Leave behind the love you lost
Don’t pay them another thought
And have all your Saturdays at once
Tired of waiting on the fence
Never mind the consequence
And have all your Saturdays at once
So much time is wasted
But paradise is waiting
Take your troubles all and trade them
And have all your Saturdays at once
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