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Winter
04:27
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Little one
Waiting on your porch
In my mind
In my head
All these things
Falling into place
This time we'll be on our way
This time we'll find things we'll say
All our days with
All our problems
All our years go by
When I'm out I'll feel your warmth
On my heart and on my hands
In winter we're interred
Settle softly
In our place
Fire and sweaters
Sheets are laid
You said to be always okay
I said you'll be always okay
You said I'll be always okay
In winter we're interred
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I've got all my loves with me
Going slowly through the trees
In my fall I'll always know you're there
Sometimes even lovebirds fall in pain
Drifting slowly through the rain
All their faces on the street
Sometimes even lovebirds fall in pain
Tumbling over, all over again
Leaving all their hearts along
The leaves
Go on and swim and run and sing
Keeping in motion, even in dreams
Keeping close all your favorite things
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Done in Love Again
08:56
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I lost my way
I am drunk
I am all I'll ever be
So I'm told
But I've got my love again
And I've got crude weapons
And I'm strong and comfortable
And I'm warm
I've got these friends in places
With their gardens in their dungeons
Fall into our place with magnets
To oblivion
But I'm fraught with love again
So I'm done
And I'm smart and capable
And I'm young
I've got my own demons
I found hell in my road
Rocks and dirt and brethren
Oh my god
And now I'm in frame again
Oh and we're ourselves again
Oh when darkness embraces us
All in turning
We're left for dead
My arms are down here
My hearts are down here
Our loves are down here
Our blood are down here
All held
A moving ending
Animal dissension
Our computer envy
Of the government
And I'm afraid of the monsters
And I'm afraid of the dark
And I'm afraid of the people
And I'm afraid of the scars in my heart going nowhere
Flying backward through the darkness
And I'm afraid of the spider
Creeping near my arm
And I'm afraid of decisions
The car won't start on Monday, failing engines
Falling sweet, by the freeway
All these fences lined up shrewdly
And I'm afraid of the ones who fall out into the sun
And I'm afraid of the ones who fall in
With telephones and voices, turn to bones
And all these houses, figures, stencils
And I'm fraught with love again
So I'm done
And I'm all I want to be
And I'm
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Return
06:04
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For the first time I am with my head
Let me go there, let me be myself
All I want is always further down the bend
Gotta get me something, something to hold me down
I miss your face, I miss your ways today
I went to mountains, falling asleep on the way
Head on my shoulder, forget the world's pain, faces
I miss your mind, I miss your voice in the street
I miss your face, I miss your ways today
I miss your face, I miss your ways today
All I wanted was somehow return to this place
All I want is somehow return to this place
I miss your face, I miss your ways today
I miss your face, I miss your ways today
I miss your face, I miss your ways today
I miss your face, I miss your ways today
I miss your face, I miss your ways today
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We All Leave
04:11
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Some day I'm walking away
Some day, I will leave
We all leave
The rooms are spinning
We all leave
In my spaceship, I left this world
Birds are leaving, all blue and shaking
In my spaceship, I'll leave this world
Dogs in spaceships, we all leave
We all leave
Lighthouse in the moon
I'll be ready soon
Au revoir dear, you
I will see you soon
We all leave
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Letter - Armageddon
03:04
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Back on the horse and we'll
Fall of the trail and we'll
Follow the sun to the east.
I'm on my way to the
End of the world, see it's
All I am fit to be.
We're on our way yeah we're
All on our way through the
Forest and the lakes in this country.
Following ashes and
All things unordinary
We are far from the sea.
And up the mountain, we'll
Go up to the mountain with
Birds and the lions and the seams
Blowing its ashes on
Ideas and unborn babies
All of the families and trees
Gone to the mountain, we'll
Fall for hours, yeah we'll
Fall for hours on convictions
Up here there are no
Allegiances, associations
Across the ocean like
Unbroken glass as it
Slides beneath our feet
Across the ocean with
Engines and carburetors
All the mouths left to feed
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