1. |
Nature is Nurture
02:50
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It’s a happenstance that I called your bluff
Pacing over twigs, I have seen enough
When nature is nurture, who do I turn to?
Losing my emotions in a vacuum
Oak leaves drifting in the pool
Tread as lightly as a muse
Singing very softly, her voice of reason
Bringing about the change of season
Oh where should I bury my treasure?
Should I hide it in my leisure?
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2. |
Black Cat
04:07
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A black cat crossed the road the other day
So I crossed my heart, pumped the brakes, and watched it run away
A flock of swallows tried to block my path
Swooping down on me trying to attack
What did I say to you
To make you come unglued?
Casting curses as a muse
Is more than a character flaw
All in all there’s bound to be a better way
to break this thing with you
All in all I’d rather not hesitate
to split these chains in two
In the back of your mind I hope that you’ll find
Ruins of regret
And in the back of my head I wish you were dead
More than words can say
Well I remember running circles in the backyard
Blue lightsaber strapped to my side
And I’ve spent many-a-moons kicking ass and taking names
From behind enemy lines
I’ve sewn the seeds of fate
All actions and mistakes
Type-cast of what you hate
I’m more than a character flaw
All in all there’s bound to be a better way
to break this thing with you
All in all I’d rather not hesitate
to split these chains in two
In the back of your mind I know that you’ll find
Ruins of regret
And in the back of my head I wish you were dead
More than words can say
Ohhhhhh? Ohhhhh..
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3. |
Big, Buff, and Handsome
02:53
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In and out of sleep, a sea of orange on the horizon
Turpentine Jesus, I’m sure that’s where you’ll find him
Well he’s trimming on the hedges and pulling on the weeds
He has a sip of whiskey and gets lost in the trees
Trod along for several hours
Curse all the leaves left on the ground
Trace the track that you’ve created
And wind up at the same place where you’re from
And it sounds like a good time to me
Yes it sounds like a good time to me
In and out of sleep, dreaming something with some substance
Wake up without a memory, must have not been important
So you find yourself some breakfast and put on both your shoes
Tie the laces gently, the strings just like a noose
Walk along for several hours
Spit on all the people that you pass
Hold your breath over the water
Until you finally pass out on the bridge
And it sounds like a good time to me
And it sounds like a good time to me
Yes it sounds like a good time to me
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4. |
Heartstrings
03:33
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Have I lost my marbles? Probably in the kitchen
They’ve rolled up under the fridge or something
And you acted like you don’t give a damn
Standing in the bathtub trimming all those loose ends
And you came here with your good intentions
Just to break my fall, just to break my fall
An absolute on one condition
That you’ve tied the strings to your heart
So they won’t get away
Well I admit that I’m late for supper
Better lock the doors and close all the shutters
Put on your necklace that’s made of armor
Gotta flip the record, It’s a mean barn burner
And you came here with your good intentions
Just to break my fall, just to break my fall
An absolute on one condition
That you’ve tied the strings to your heart
So they won’t get away
I listened closely to the sound of thunder
Sitting on the back porch in the golden hour
Some self-reflection can make you sober
Put you on a pillar just to knock it over
Oh, And I came here with my good intentions
Just to break your fall, just to break your fall
An absolute on one condition
That I’ve tied the strings to my heart
So they won’t get away
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5. |
Arcade Fire
03:17
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It doesn’t make any sense
I’ve fallen short this time
I blocked all your kicks and punches
Turned a blind eye to your crimes
But you’ll hold me in contempt
For being who I always was
Crackin’ jokes about the drummer
Drinkin’ jack and coke ‘til dawn
And I’ve got tequila in my beard
Room full of shots all around
The taste of dirt makes me feel better
As if I’m closer to the ground
And I’ve got a rock inside my shoe
Diamonds underneath my feet
Just don’t tell me what to do
‘Cause truth is always real even when you try to run away from it
Cowards never see the end because they don’t know it exists no, no
They don’t know it exists
I took your picture from the frame
And scratched both eyes out
And it hasn’t changed a thing
You’ve been blind for years no doubt
This has become amateur hour
That I’ve lost the time for
So I’m packing up my things
And I’m headed out the door
I’ve got a mountain in my mind
I’ve got the ocean in my blood
I set the arcade on fire
Somethings are never what they were
And I’ve found some solace in myself
Diamonds stuck between my teeth
Just don’t tell me what to do
‘Cause truth is always real even when you try to run away from it
Cowards never see the end because they don’t know it exists no, no
They don’t know it exists
I took your picture from the frame
Scratched both eyes out
And it hasn’t changed a thing
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6. |
I Won't Last Forever
03:38
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7. |
Infinite Art
04:19
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Got myself a hickory stick hanging at my side
Some might call it a crutch but to others it’s a knife
Some sweet homage to love carved out on a tree
In an age of infinite art, did it lose the meaning?
High noon, pale light
shines through on your face
And you let it be
All things take time
Don’t wish it away
But you will though
Tell me was it time well spent staring at the ceiling
Bossanova in the foreground to give your life some meaning
While you chase the asphalt wet dream, I’ll be sowing seeds
With a bit of blood, sweat, and tears
Bones and ashes underneath me
High noon, pale light
shines through on your face
And you let it be
All things take time
Don’t wish it away
But you will though
But you will though
But you will though
But you will though
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8. |
Single Soul
03:12
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You’ve got your pistols drawn on me as if it makes you a man
Like some sad song that I’ve heard before but can’t quite comprehend
I’ve got my fingers crossed hoping I won’t feel the pain
Day dreaming of a nude beach that’s off the coast of Spain
If you would let me in you’d know I won’t bite a single soul
(I won’t let you forsake me)
If you would let me in you’d know that I won’t bite a single soul
(I won’t let you forsake me)
I’ve got my cables crossed again and somehow dropped the ball
Well that’s a poor man’s synopsis. What happened was the cause.
And every bit of sand beneath me is softer than my shoes
But I can’t daydream forever when I see it on the news
If you would let me in you’d know I won’t bite a single soul
(I won’t let you forsake me)
If you would let me in you’d know that I won’t bite a single soul
(I won’t let you forsake me)
Oh Oh Ohhh
Oh Oh Ohhh
Oh Oh Ohhh
Oh Oh Ohhh
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9. |
Candle
03:40
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One day all of the answers will appear
But until then I keep my compass near
Wrote you a letter and you wrote my name
You spelled it wrong, hey, but can I blame you?
Get out of bed it is another day
You’re feeling guilty from last night’s mistakes
Put on some coffee just to stimulate
Your friends have called because they want to help you
Burn the candle from both ends
Handle the flame with your hands
I’ve been dreaming every night
Scheming up my next disguise
Let loose of the empty glass
Choose the better of two paths
Let it out or let it be
Doubt will never let you see the truth
One day all of these feelings will subside
Pour them through filters to prevent denial
I told a story and I told it well
Forgot the ending but I can’t help it
I’m headed upstate for a change of scene
See some new places make new memories
I’m walking every block and hoppin’ trains
My friends are here because they want to help me
Burn the candle from both ends
Handle the flame with your hands
I’ve been dreaming every night
Scheming up my next disguise
Let loose of the empty glass
Choose the better of two paths
Let it out or let it be
Doubt will never let you see the truth
Doubt will never
Let you see
The
Truth
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10. |
Darkside
03:49
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11. |
Baijiu
04:52
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A pile of bricks lay on the avenue
Some call them rocks but that’s a cruel dispute
No time to talk cause I’ve got fish to fry
Lay down the groundwork for some alibis
And I flip the silver coin
That is hidden in the seams
A fifty-fifty chance that I’ll risk my life
In a fatal dance, in a fatal dance
We’re sipping baijiu in the afternoon
God knows we’ve got nothing better to do
I cleaned the dishes and your silver spoons
My hands are raw because I washed them too
And I put the goblets up
In the cupboard of my brain
Where I’ve forgotten what I love
And let the dust pile up in shame
Covered up in shame
No turning back from all your southern shame
You’ve sewed your seeds and casted out your fate
You licked your wounds with a salted tongue
And stitched ‘em up with dishonest words
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12. |
Woke Up Drunk
03:56
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Woke up drunk thinking of you
And you were in my drunk dreams too
Swimming
Got myself some brand new boots
So I put ‘em on and tie the loop
Gently
Oh, I plan on hiking through the cedars today
Just an easy way to remember your face
So I sober up and try to move along
One foot in front of the other’s how it’s done
And I’m outta breath and I’m feeling blue
And it must be the altitude that’s
Hit me
Sit on down for a little while
Rest your legs and keep your head
Together
Oh, wonder how you spend your time these days
Do you still procrastinate your life away?
And are you praying to a ghost that you can’t see
Until you’re covered up with bruises on your knees?
Got my bags packed for a trip of
Guilt that’s left you in a pit
Weeping
There’s not much that I can do
I took a train of thought and left you at the station
Your trust word’s going to a heart of gold tonight
But you can’t say it while you look him in the eye
And so you turn your head and try to hold the tears
And all the fears that you’ve buried for all these years
All the fears that you’ve buried for all these years
All the fears that you’ve buried for all these years
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13. |
Epitaph
02:38
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Was it ever worth my time
All the slant poetry and wine drinking?
Did I really have a doubt?
I’ll rip all of the pages out quickly
Cause we’re all just looking for a better thing to say
Just some clever words to put over our graves
So I close the book and flip out all the lights
Cause the deepest dreams are had on darkest nights
Cause the deepest dreams are had on darkest nights
You know the deepest dreams are had on darkest nights
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14. |
Woke Up Drunk
03:56
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Woke up drunk thinking of you
And you were in my drunk dreams too
Swimming
Got myself some brand new boots
So I put ‘em on and tie the loop
Gently
Oh, I plan on hiking through the cedars today
Just an easy way to remember your face
So I sober up and try to move along
One foot in front of the other’s how it’s done
And I’m outta breath and I’m feeling blue
And it must be the altitude that’s
Hit me
Sit on down for a little while
Rest your legs and keep your head
Together
Oh, wonder how you spend your time these days
Do you still procrastinate your life away?
And are you praying to a ghost that you can’t see
Until you’re covered up with bruises on your knees?
Got my bags packed for a trip of
Guilt that’s left you in a pit
Weeping
There’s not much that I can do
I took a train of thought and left you at the station
Your trust word’s going to a heart of gold tonight
But you can’t say it while you look him in the eye
And so you turn your head and try to hold the tears
And all the fears that you’ve buried for all these years
All the fears that you’ve buried for all these years
All the fears that you’ve buried for all these years
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