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Lights
03:35
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So, and now, untied to catch the eyes of strangers walking past me
Beacons on the way away
I’m glad to’ve come but cannot stay
And some nights I’m so young
I remember where I’m coming from
As the miles are slipping away
(hey, hey)
Don’t go that way
Or you’re gonna go this alone
She says take me home
Another drink then watch the lightning words ignite the pastured ink
Like scattering leaves or shaping sands or holding out our empty hands
And in the streets there are lights on
So we can see what lies beyond
As the miles are slipping away
(hey, hey)
Don’t go that way
or you’re gonna go this alone
She says take me home
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The Water
02:55
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All these hours
all the rolling water crashing down
and it won’t be long till she leaves this town
down the road.
Oh how you wear me down to the bone brother I’d rather drown.
I can’t take you with me I’m leaving alone.
Tell everybody I’m already gone.
If you happen to see me well don’t look too long.
Oh, and if you happen to think of me don’t think too long
cause I am already gone.
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Erin
02:52
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Fright and fray
brine and bray
writhing like the string of a kite where we lay.
Might and may, the edges of a day.
Calm like a hand on your palm when you pray.
Erin you’d remember all the lies we used to tell
and I wonder how you learned to be so good.
Lying there and drinking all the while you used to tell me
of the miles and miles just because you could.
Stomp and stay
the ashes of a day
falling from the edges of your mouth when you’d say
Words on a page, words on a page,
promise like a truth bone white and thrown away.
Erin you’d remember all the lies we used to tell
and I wonder how you learned to be so good.
Lying there and drinking all the while you used to tell me
of the miles and miles just because you could.
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Thrown Into The Sea
04:30
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Thrown into the sea
Waves churnin and crashing and pulling
(and) when you go under
the whole world is holding its breath with you
Dances against the windows
Lie down dear
It's just the wind dear
There’s nothing out there but the willow
Twisting and snapping
You should stay here till the morning
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5. |
Lover's Spit
05:48
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