1. |
Prelude
02:50
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2. |
One of All The Rest
03:16
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Three times I've been down
Three times, and I'll be damned if there's a fourth
Things you said to me and the things you did to me
Up and turned my heart to concrete
Left with your facade and those bruises on my jaw
I wear them like a tattoo pinned to my skin like an old harpoon
I want you right now
But I don't need you anymore
Oh, there will be more
Yes, of that I'm sure
But right now I can't see farther than my own front yard
Pushed me to the brink
No, don't wanna stop and think
Another drink won't clear my mind
At least it's worth a try
I want you right now
But I don't need you anymore
I said this time I'd quit,
But you know I's talkin' shit
Here I go again right back down to the floor
Drag me right on out the door, babe
I want you right now
But I don't need you anymore
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3. |
Scotia
02:22
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Lookin' up at the stars
I'll roll that bag of bones
Starin' down on a mountain town
You know it is my home
Street lights underneath the pines, a song a words to guide them
Those lovers lost tangled by the dawn
A million hopes denied
I don't know where I'm going now
Moved around so long that I don't really care
Libations of dust and ash
I throw them to the ground
Walk along these empty streets
Graffiti concrete town
Further from where I want to be now
You know there ain't much left in this town
I know I'm going down...
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4. |
Saw 'n Slide
00:52
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The clouds roll in
Right through the valley
Up to my yard
Some, they flee
The view, notwithstanding
Tried to fly and bought the farm
The mountain's fired horizon
See the blue smoke risin'
The streets are more than empty now
Alone left waiting
Alone left I
Alone left waiting now these hills don't have eyes
My soul burns like Centralia
I see you standing in your white dress by the door
Out flows sleep by Big Mine Geyser
Crawling hands scream out for the sky
The bridge is rusted and it falls into the canyon
No tornado can break my wrought iron soul
Alone left waiting
Alone left I
Alone left waiting now these hills don't have eyes
Alone left waiting
Alone left I
Alone left waiting now...
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00:43
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7. |
Quittapahilla
03:28
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And the stars fell from your eyes
And I'll catch the tears in my wrinkled cold hands
In that wood it was dark
But not as dark as my eyes
Here I find myself nearer as I think I was intended to be
No, I don't think too highly of me
No, don't think that at all
But when I walk through the woods
All the pain flows away
By a stream between two pines
See the light shine right down
On me
That's where I'll be
Here I find myself nearer as I think I was intended to be...
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8. |
Stargazer
03:40
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Hey, alright
Ain't goin' out tonight
Rather sit at home with these thoughts up in my skull
They drift to you, don't matter what I do
Feel it out, I'll try - you know
I'll wait for you...
Moonlight Fields
Sprawled out before my feet
You - not sure just what to chase
Lay back into your warm embrace
Starlight shines down to kiss my face
I'll wait too long, and I'll burn for you
Just lay back and
Fade like a breath
Stay with me
Take me now as I am
Don't just use me for a little while
Today, I won't stay
Stars take me away
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9. |
Interlude
01:51
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Well, I
Was scared to reach out
And I
Was scared I would fall
On a night like tonight where the moon is so bright...just stay
And I understand why I must do these things
You know I'm gonna be there
You know I'm gonna get there
And I'm sailing away...
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Dirt Beneath The Wagon
04:08
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Thought I'd walk back home from town the other day,
But I decided to stay
Ponied up the the bar where I frequent my days
Dreams seem to vanish in its haze
You know I could have spent what little I had left
Of me on something more than this
But I seem to find as the years creep by
I'll never go much farther than this
What's the point to keep on tryin'?
I'll know I'll find myself back here
With the stuff in my life it always seemed so clear
The dirt beneath the wagon always welcomes me back to the ground
The ashes on my tongue spit the words out to a song
That no one will probably ever sing
Another night I find, my life has passed me by
Did I really do much with it?
Oh, I see you there, strung out in your chair
Just praying for a little tenderness
From a world so cold will they forgive you when you're old
For all the things you did that can't be said?
What's the point to keep on tryin'?
I'll know I'll find myself back here
With the stuff in my life it always seemed so clear
The dirt beneath the wagon always welcomes me back to the ground
Tryin' to get back up, you know I'm tryin' sweet lord
And I'm calling out for help - well, did anybody answer?
What's the point to keep on tryin'?
I'll know I'll find myself back here
Without you in my life nothing seems quite clear
The dirt beneath the wagon always welcomes back to the ground
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