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"Man Parts"
03:48
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"Up against the wall you look so tough
Your bomber jacket and your facial scruff
Tie the laces of your scuffed up kicks
The burning cigarette between your lips
For man parts, you'd give anything
To hold them close, to suck on a thing
For man parts, you'd give anything
But they're all gone, it's your loss.
I'll be the moist grass underneath your feet
You'll be the fountain of liquid heat"
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"Running"
02:39
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Running for so long
You want to lay him down
You know, you've been happy for too long
Running for so long
I want to lay you down
You know, I've been happy for too long
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"Somewhere beyond the sea
My boy waits for me
Far and away, couldn't he stay forever so
I used to think like that
Somewhere long before
we were on separate shores
Far and away, I could not stay forever so
I'll have to live with that
But one day, I'll away
Somewhere beyond the shore
He's gone forever more"
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4. |
"Subtle Hunting"
03:58
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"Patience in the woods underway when hunting subtle things
Armed with a basket and pocketing a knife when shadows grow long
Autumn's fallen brown on the ground revealing miracles
The moisture on the moss and the waving of the web all cardinal points
Patience over waves underway when hunting subtle things
Wade into the lake in late September
Float on your back when the pressure of the water starts pressing in
Clearer than before and colder that can be remembered
Patience at the stove back at home from hunting subtle things
A sizzle or sauté with the taste of the season's seasonings
Illuminate the room with a candle or two to warm you so
Your hands in my hair and you kiss on my lips to make me fall"
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5. |
"Brown Paper Packages"
04:44
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"Things would be simpler if people were honest
Lies must be factored when deliberating
The things that they tell you from things that have happened
The things that are true from the things that they'd have you believe
Some people take too much stock in your problems
Some people cause them by helping to solve them
It's hard to know when to share them or keep them
Sometimes I weigh them far beyond their size
When it's too late to compromise
Too late to notice why
'I don't care if the circumstance is stupid cause it's true'
I said 'what do you do?'
I'm sometimes asked if I miss my family
Isn't it scary, am I not lonely?
Well it's hard to know where the home is, the heart is
Sometimes it's easier to just keep on moving
The greatest gift we could give to each other
Is spending our time with one another
But it's hard to know with whom to share it or waste it
While sometimes it's better to just keep it to yourself"
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6. |
"Up Ahead"
04:17
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"To my mother skipping stones
Whose final project is due in March
On no one's shoulder you cried for freedom
You cried cause you felt you were locked down
But I know up ahead, you're gonna feel the heat
We didn't leave him, we never tried
To make a getaway, just you and I
Now she's looking at her boy with her disheveled but her mind made up
For the warmth of freedom, traded security
And I know up ahead, you're gonna feel the heat
If I had a time machine
I'd probably tell you not to bother
But I'm forever in debt to the priceless sacrifice you made
As I sit here skipping stones
Though it's cold now and we're old now too
I know up ahead, you're gonna feel the heat"
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"Return Home"
03:00
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"Called in sick just to sit around and spend some time with you
But you said no way, I got no pay, I'm wasting time on you.
I think I will leave this town, its a big let down, but it's probably just like anywhere
and then again I can't pretend that it's purely arbitrary
Return, Return home, Return, but I know I won't, I won't be able.
Its a long time gone since the morning sun has cast its beams on me
With a shadow back west, no one could guess, is all an ashen memory
A phone call from the ones I love is just a flimsy forgery
Of the genuine love, and time ticks on and change the sole security"
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"Out There"
05:36
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9. |
"So Long"
04:37
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"We wanna find out how to make the clocks turn back
Cause thoughts and lasers travel fast but not that fast
Under the scalpel finding ways to turn it around
Relocate the fountain, stupid ways to turn it around
Applying creams, so long
Ice and steam, so long
Maybe we'll.... so long, so long
A light on a long wall
Be the light be this or that
Sing on a mountaintop
Of the light, of this or that
We wanna find out how to make the clocks turn back
Before the bombings, before all the destruction
Reconstruct the city, but accurate is not accurate
Rebuild the fountain, futile ways to turn it around
Construction beams, so long
Iron and steel, so long
Maybe we'll.... so long, so long
A light on a long wall
Be the light, be this or that
Sing on a counter top
Of the light, of this or that"
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"All Hail!"
04:00
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"(Bye-bye) I'll take you by the hand
(Into the light) or as far as I can
(Bye-Bye) You're walking out of time
(Into a similar night) of what was once before
(The sunlight) dresses bends and beams
(Have we been here before) is this a beginning?
Go to bed (the sun shows you the way)
But it is said the light is always on
All hail the day consumed by flames
All hail the honey and the sting
All hail the flowers of the moon
All hail when you say 'Adieu'"
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11. |
"Another Wave"
03:05
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"Another Wave"
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skiing Berlin, Germany
All beneath the moon will fade
The moon itself will move away
All that in this world that's
bought
Now or then returns to nought
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