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Carvertown
04:02
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Long lost brother, where have you been?
I got these black eyes picking fights I’d never win.
I got these bruises every time I hit the ground
With my head, with my heart
In Carvertown.
Long lost sister, I’ve prayed for you
In hours when I needed some kind shoulder to cry to onto,
In hours when no one would even blink if I drowned
In the river, in the bottle,
In Carvertown.
Long lost mother, I see your eyes
In this cracked mirror every day before sunrise.
In the warm, sweet skips of these records spinning round,
I hear your voice, I find some love
In Carvertown.
I shout and swear that I don’t care
As I burn through these nights like weeds.
But it gets quiet
and when I dry out,
I’m still aching for some seeds
And a long lost brother.
Long lost brother, where have you been?
I’ve been failing again and again and again.
I’ve been falling out of love and down
The darkest wells, the deepest cracks
Of Carvertown.
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2. |
Two-Headed Heart
07:04
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Once I thought I had a heart
Laying the backbeat in my chest.
I thought I owned that bleeding heart,
But I was sharing it at best.
CHORUS
Two-headed heart
Two people share
For so long it’s hard to know whose it is
And where.
In the nights when we’re apart
And all I want’s to run to you,
I turn to that aching heart
To cut the miles down to the truth.
CHORUS
And then sometimes we push away,
Heaping hurt and fanning fears.
It’s so easy to forget
What it was that brought us here.
CHORUS
One day everybody goes.
And, if we’re lucky, we get to say goodbye.
If you leave me here alone,
What will become of my
Two-headed heart?
CHORUS
Bind our hearts with twine and wire.
Fuse our hearts with time, with fire.
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3. |
Muslin Dress
03:41
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“Tear out the windows! I can’t breathe!”
Were the first words you heard, Marie Therese.
In the next room, where you were born,
You can still see where the axes raked the floor.
Now those same walls are crowding in.
Don’t be scared of the shouting since
We’ve got no sins to confess.
Just a true, true love
And a muslin dress.
Don’t give the dogs the time of day.
But be polite and be on your way.
Do your hair and let ‘em hiss.
There’ll be better and worse days than this.
Tonight we might lose everything.
They might try to take you away from me.
Now you can get by without all the rest
With a true, true love
And a muslin dress.
Don’t answer dumb questions.
Find dear, close friends
Who love you at your worst but for your best.
Find a true, true love
And a muslin dress.
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4. |
The Wonder, The Wild
04:24
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When I was a child
And I still believed in
The wonder, the wild,
I wouldn’t even doubt
That one day I’d fly,
Just up and grow wings,
Reclaim the sky.
But as I got older,
Those wings never sprouted
And the trail got cold
And I started doubting
That I’d ever fly,
Much less grow wings,
Or reclaim the sky.
As I look up to that sky,
Lit up by fireworks and lightning at night,
I try to remember what it was like
To see with new eyes
The wonder, the wild
Like the very first time.
Maybe wings never grow
Maybe things never go like you planned in the end.
You gonna sit safe from harm?
Or start flapping those arms,
Make those dreams start to bend your way?
As I look up to that sky,
I try to remember
The wonder, the wild.
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5. |
Apocalypse Wow
04:10
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Friday the 13th day of the week
Best bet’s on the darkhorse called The Apocalypse.
Beauty is kind and kindness is weak.
Give me justice or give me death.
Give me lollipops for my children.
I got two more in the wagon.
I got one more in the oven.
And give me dollar with no connection,
Truth without the inspection,
Love without the rejection.
A friend of my enemy’s a brother to me.
Best bet’s on the darkhorse never gonna be
Riding through the hills of a desert oasis,
Drinking on the shores of the Mississippi River.
Sell me up and down that river,
Whichever way is quicker
Whoever got a wallet that’s thicker.
Give me dollar with no connection,
Truth without the inspection,
Love without the rejection.
Speaking the sermon with the tongue of the state,
They say that the darkhorse tires from the weight.
Cumbersome times keep building all around
While hell is preparing to let out the hounds.
Give me lollipops for my children.
I got two more in the wagon.
I got one more up in heaven.
And give me dollar with no connection,
Truth without the inspection,
Love without the rejection.
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6. |
Warmed By The Same Sun
03:12
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We all lose our way,
Stumbling through the dark,
Tangled in the night,
Searching for the stars.
Kindling fires in the long, cold night,
Waiting for the faintest sign of light.
And then the morning comes.
We’re all warmed by the same sun.
How do you keep the light
With the shadows closing in?
Keep it safe inside you.
Let it shine it out from within.
We’re kindling fires in the long, cold night,
Waiting for the faintest sign of light.
And then the morning comes.
We’re all warmed by the same sun.
And when the morning comes,
We’re all warmed by the same sun
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Honey
04:15
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When you’re sad, buried deep,
60,000 leagues under the bottom of the sea,
I will swim to dig you out.
CHORUS
Honey, when you feel worn down
When the mirror lies and turns on you,
When the choruses of doubt are singing way too loud,
Honey, I will chase them down.
Honey, when your heart gives out.
No matter what I say or do,
The wolves will still be howling when night’s curtain falls on you.
But you can step inside this house.
CHORUS
I hope you know you are more beautiful than you dream you are.
And maybe all things must pass,
But now you’re still wading through the ash.
Honey, when you feel worn down
When the mirror lies and turns on you
When the choruses of doubt all start singing way too loud
CHORUS
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8. |
Some Amazing Grace
04:27
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Ben can barely stand.
He used to run for miles.
Now I hold his trembling tree branch hands,
Help him down the hall.
He mumbles something I can’t quite hear.
We never were much for talking.
Suddenly I’ve got hungry ears
And it’s too late.
We’re all waiting for some amazing grace.
I wrote down all I wanted to say,
Put on my brave face.
But he’s a fog that’s coming in and out,
Swallowing up my faith with doubt.
I rub the plundered timberline of his hair
And kiss him on the forehead
With lips that could’ve stood to have said “I love you”
More than they did.
We’re all waiting for some amazing grace.
I remember when we were kids
All the grownups’ swollen-eyed faces.
I wondered what they were crying for.
I don’t wonder anymore.
We’re all waiting for some amazing grace.
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9. |
The Same Night
03:49
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Whether you are a hand me down,
A bad joke that’s been passed around,
A filthy pig or a sacred cow,
A thunderbolt or a thundercloud
Whether you go flat broke,
Down in flames or up in smoke,
High stepping or on tiptoes,
A kingpin or a cockroach,
Who’s gonna visit your headstone?
You might leave a question mark,
Some ellipses, some tarot cards,
A church full of crying folks
Or just a cold corpse nobody knows.
You might leave without a word,
Arms raised, each with a bird.
You can leave with clenched fists
Or sorry blood streaming out your wrists
You’ll probably leave a family
Maybe they loved you for who you tried to be
Or dreaded every time you came home,
Stuck you in a bed and left you alone.
Who’s gonna visit your headstone?
CHORUS
You can kill the clocks.
Bury every tick
And drown all the tocks.
But days are born to fall
And the same night’s waiting for us all.
A soldier through a sniper’s scope,
A killer at the hard knot of a rope,
A proud man spitting on the slippery slope...
The same night’s waiting.
A baby in her mother’s arms,
An inmate in the prison yard,
All the call girls on the boulevard...
The same night’s waiting for us all.
CHORUS
You can kill the clocks.
Bury every tick
And drown all the tocks.
But days are born to fall
And the same night’s waiting for us all.
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10. |
I'm On Your Side
03:48
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In the morning,
Before the sunrise even thinks to tip its hand,
Through the evening
When you’re not sleeping,
And the night’s a stubborn, creeping grain of sand
I’m on your side.
I’m on your side.
All day and all night,
I’m on your side.
When your kite gets wrapped in branches,
When your life’s a tangle of strings,
When you stumble on your shoelace,
When you find someone to wear your ring,
I’m on your side.
I’m on your side.
Every knot you tie,
I’m on your side.
When your heart aches like a city on the wrong end of a storm,
And floodwaters top your hips
And there’s no sandbags,
Nothing to keep you warm
I’m on your side
In the hurricane eye.
So let the waves rise.
I’m on your side.
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