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The Farmer
02:32
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Did you hear the one about the farmer
Who when he bruised his skull it made him stronger
It made a pin-sized hole on the side of his front lobe
Now he can't love
Such a simple callous type of wreckage
He no longer smiles during breakfast
Oh well, his tears ducts ran dry
And the color left his eyes
When will it happen to you
And how do you know for sure that you can love?
Well even science can't explain it
Why the signal dropped before he fainted
I guess it's just a chemical scheme
He awoke still in a dream when the scene was cleared
And how do you know for sure
that the same won't happen to you?
You don't...
Seems like a pleasant life in neutral
But how do you get excited for the future
You're just a still and stoic queen
In this game where no one wins
Well it could happen to me
And how do you know for sure that you can love?
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She said don't make me go, I'm into you.
If I'm hard up for luck, or a quarter past two.
But in time, you aught to find,
that your right, all right,
almost none of the time.
No I never tried to change you,
or do you harm.
Oh but how could you tell,
with your arm as a phone,
who is always on time.
We lost our minds.
Always to reply, with
god dammit get out.
But there's alot of things that I could tell you,
that you might not understand.
Who's a-gonna hold your bad luck hand?
And tell me,
who's a-gonna be your man?
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Oh I wish, I wish I was in London, oh so bad.
I wish, I wish you were there too.
And I wish, I wish I wasn't such an awful man.
But just do what you think you need to do.
And you say your the only one, who really cares?
Not a problem and not a price, in your ears.
I wistfully sit atop of old Maryland, and fall apart there everynight.
And I'll be walking in the morning,
on my way forlorn, just humming out,
I don't mind.
My window panes they gasp and scream, I play along,
and ask them if they think they'll be alright.
But the warden and the judge looking to do me in,
just humming out, I don't mind.
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4. |
Can't See
04:18
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Can't see the orange river flow
Can't see the lazy sailor grow
Can't see the hypnotist you chose so slow
Can't see the winter weather change
Can't sneeze myself into a crash
Can't find a reason to forget my past
Can't challenge figures that were born to last
The night is open and I am bored
So sing to me
You picked a lovely night to go
Hanging nickels from all your toes
Well such embarrassment can stunt your growth
The flood is open, tickets sold
But now the eyes are growing near
The knife can't paint a picture below your ears
The only thing that you refuse to hear
Is don't let the winter weather change
So sing to me
The albatross is on my neck
And when you talk, you cannot learn
The albatross it can't forget
Can't see the orange river flow
Can't see the lazy sailor grow
Can't see the hypnotist you chose so slow
Can't see the winter weather change
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5. |
Islands/Interlude
04:17
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Grab the island by the eyelid
Grab the forest by the tree
Poor Alaska, yes, its pretty cold indeed
It's time to test the waters, sail then retreat
This flood is shaking up and over this wall
He made the man who made the mystery
He wrote a book that sold in stores
But the threads he bound it with
were too coarse to read
Eyes slide up and over
Fail to repeat
This train just skipped a stop
I'll pull it back and question the thief
Then I'll run my ears across salty speech
Soft spoken lad with life on your side
If you run for years you're tired
This flood is shaking shit from the stalls
If I heard Big Pink, then I've heard it all
Hoboken, grabs the pamphlet and eats
If I run my ears across your salty speech
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6. |
Lots of Nerve
05:07
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All your lonely friends, could you need one.
If you had one, no I won't.
I give in I'm a pot, in an empty field,
on an abandoned farm,
just doing what I can.
Hopeless on a bus, feelings mutual,
that you just can't take.
Day in day out.
You've got a lot of nerve.
I mean bound together real, real tight.
We can split the chores, we can find out what for.
And it's oh so, so puzzling, that you ask.
Good loving left, said a hotel desk.
Will you hardly return, or would you stay?
Write with your cold, travel fingers.
But you go around me, like a hawk.
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7. |
I Know (I Don't Know)
03:46
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I know it takes a lot of energy
to entertain yourself,
avoid the night, the rain,
the lack of wealth
But I feel it's growing irreversible
An understanding mind
who left it all behind
Right now I'm feeling like the enemy
Sheltering the storm
I pick and choose the size,
the shape and form
Real life is floating in a melody
The clouds shift to the right
A light emerges suddenly it's night
Surprise, we climb back into the room
So you disobeyed your parents
You stole the car and died
When I was young it seemed much easier
to float around in streams
Yes, there's bigger things
but they're smaller than they seem
Be kind, maybe age has got the best of me
Soon'll be the day
To pick up all the love we threw away
And tonight we climb
barefoot in the trees
And what we find
is all the space between
the left and right
Don't let the ones you love confuse you
because they smile all the time
Be such a lovely way to lose you
To happiness and crime
And now we find our legs
Gorgeous face in the breeze
We twist like vines
through all the space between
the left and right
Don't let the ones you love confuse you
because they smile all the time
Be such a lovely way to lose you
To happiness and crime
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8. |
The Moon's A Hole
03:23
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Spring smells like barbecues
and worn out tennis shoes
Fallin' asleep at the park
Look up the sky is dark
We'll test the atmosphere
with litmus tests and beers
Underaged and afraid
of falling out of place
The moon's a hole in shoe-boxes
stitched to Poplar's green
It's not enough to say
You have to do
Look back, eight years have past
with filler in between
Numerous dreams
A re-creation scene of all the friends I've lost
Well recently we've talked about Avenue C
and dislocated feet
And when the court starts shaking,
we'll blink then bury piece
The moon's a hole in shoe-boxes
stitched to Poplar's green
It's not enough to say
You have to do
We don't need to be all alone
If we disregard our thoughts
and let our hearts decide
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9. |
The Stranger, It Seems
03:46
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My love, is a stranger. My love, is untrue.
Well I told you, that it's over.
And I told you, that we're through.
Well there once, was a time,
that I needed you by my side.
Now I lie with your impression,
next to me.
Your kind words, although shakey,
gave real hope, to my fears.
And guilt free,
bowled right through me.
Like I'd never been knocked
down before.
My loves, been a stranger for too long.
Miss your freakishly long arms,
embracing me.
My love, it's been weeks since you been gone.
Now I need the tender time,
the time we knew.
Don't throw your love away...
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Moments of Desperation
04:07
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First try at repair, somethings wrong with me.
Been gone now for days, and act fast asleep.
Felt soggy and worn, tried changing of pace.
These conditons are real (oh so real),
you got to believe.
Cold cultured and brief, bringing frost across the lonely streets.
Every night, is a brand new ending.
And then when the world's, eyes are churning,
like an anchor thrown ashore.
We can dream, we can dream, but it's a dream we can't afford.
Like a one legged business, like a two-timing friend.
You have to just deal, you have to pretend.
Like an outstanding payment, or some ill fitting shoes.
It swims through your mind now,
like a dog in a pool.
Got lost in old Times Square, had lunch in a swamp.
Got sick on a train somewhere,
the conductor kicked me off.
Asleep at the wheel, drunk driving me home.
These conditions are real...
This dogs gotta roam.
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11. |
Going Through It
03:02
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Going through your things, while your asleep,
no you don't expect any less from me, from me.
If all of your friends, convinced I'm no good,
you don't see things differently and I'm not so sure you should.
If all this is real, then how can we feel,
so alone, so alone, it's just fine.
Like the knock on a door, or a television set,
it rattled and shook you from the place you left us last.
Now we're walking around, going back and forth,
because of a past is why the cards we're dealt.
Like I drank too much, and put you through hell.
Got sick on a train now we're lost to figure out.
It's three in the morning, not nearly asleep.
I'm stuck on this thought, this backwards way to think.
But your new town is great, and so's your new man.
Your friends are sincere, who knows
and who really gives a damn?
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12. |
Lady In The Water
04:08
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Lady in the water, slow down
and grab a bite with Romeo
Fancy looking quarters down town,
right next to my store
And this could happen for a long long time
Crooked karma saving lives
Future husbands with their future wives
Selfish sentence going on
Misplaced dreams of dying
down south, finger shaped, an oval rope
It's two hours of TV
And two more of just crying
Put on that old sweatshirt
Four sizes too small
This blanket ship has crashed
with sails collapsed
Well I'll just lay here as you yawn
I'll take off your jacket
Press your face into the sand
before you speak again
This month it seems I'm spendin'
all the cash that you've been lendin'
Grows from lattice wood
that grows beneath the stars
A curious engagement
Whistled melodies from sage plants
Conjures up a ghost
A ghost I've never seen
Spines and pines
Lay beneath the trees
as oiled leaves disperse from seeds
Fines from crimes
That echo in your ears
Just take a break and steer
I'll take off your jacket
Press your face into the sand
before you speak again
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13. |
Family Tree
03:50
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Well I would never call you up to buy it
I'd sooner die alone by my own hand
Head first through your family tree
A C Section birth in the sand
And I have lived a fruitful life of lessons
A lesson learned is twice the lessons failed
Grab my hand and I'll follow you,
the kindest face I ever knew
Hearts climbing over
Sharks, spines, and clovers
The luckiest of three you'll never be
You'd sooner sleep alone than sleep with me
An open door, a car that shaped a wedding
A passionate goodbye with open arms
A long drive playing make believe,
a deer and pole leapt from the farm
Comatose and drunk, a couch in Heaven
A slightly simple, passive task at hand
Head first through your family tree
It's a sea section birth in the sand
Hearts climbing over
Sharks, spines, and clovers
The luckiest of three you'll never be
You'd sooner sleep alone than sleep with me
Owned by (Oh my) God, nervous shaking all the time
I'll do the best I can and then I'll leave...
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