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Venture
02:34
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Going round gliding on a moonless night with a deep mist settling in
In a warm little compact car, outside it's cold, cold again
People walking around, glowing in their shoes, they have lost it in the wind
Walking on the freeway now her pulse and brain will swim
A boy walks out to my car and stands like a stone in the dim street light
My hair's on end as I feel him watching me slip by in the night
On the rising grassy banks like statues never seen
The lovers whisper, they're only skulls with flesh hanging on
By 7-Elevens the vultures stand like dust swept into time
A blur that clings so passively but is there in your mind
Let it catch your breath, it'll turn your lungs cold as you cradle yourself
Don't let it catch you a step too far, you're on the better side of hell.
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Coast
03:05
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Spend the night by the fire
See the spirits have come
Out to show us old friends
Driving out to the coast,
Through the desert we'll go
We'd have it no other way
He had a thing for this car,
Going round for the day
If you're going my way
We didn't care for the time,
We didn't care for a thing,
We didn't want it to end
This goddamn town
I'm bleeding
You're wrapped in my bloodstream
The ghosts in these walls
As I put on my shoes
I hear laughing today
And you're going my way
Hey we're back on the road
In a beat up old car
And we're going so far
And we're here by the fire,
Seeing as you're here to stay
As you're going my way.
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3. |
Casual and Proper
03:54
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If you love yourself
Go out, tell the world
Everyone's bleeding now
Hide it, you'll fall somehow
I'm on a bus to the city
I had to leave somehow
I've got the world to consider
Ignore it, I'll fall somehow
I've got a friend in town, she's gonna show me around
This godforsaken city
Show me the shows and stores and all the worn out floors and
Everything's so pretty
All these things we consider
It's all a game that's played
Acting so casual and proper
Don't let em know you well
It's won and lost in bars and schools and taxis
It could be your one phone call
We talk about old friends and places
But now, somehow, we'll fall
I've got a friend in town, she's gonna show me around
This godforsaken city
Show me the shows and stores and all the worn out floors and
Everything's so pretty
I've got a friend in town, she's gonna show me around
This godforsaken city
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4. |
Soldier
02:23
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Pull your weight
You leave today
Your dog, he knows
This life, you're gone
Talk to Mom, excuses
Tell her you'll be back
In the field
Their blood is real
Their clothes are torn
Their hopes are gone
You saw it for yourself
Chief says you've done well
Thoughts of home
Your loves are gone
Your blood is theirs
It's in your mind
Talk to Mom, excuses
Tell her you've been fine
Tell her of your courage
Justify his crime
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5. |
To the Moon
05:32
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Driving through the country
Blue and blue it's Sunday
To the evening that awaits
You're a radiant wave
For a distant moon beach
Slow and drifting in your way
And yeah, I'm lonely
And yeah, you want me
But it's too long and we can't wait
It's not as if I'm alive to be your weakness
I've got a few things to do and then I'm leaving
And I can't be caught in your way
So Angela flies away to see the moon
Oh, I miss you
Driving through the showers
Going home, it's Monday
Don't regret a single thing
Torn and broke and reeling
I'm alive and breathing
Slow and drifting in my way
And yeah, I'm lonely
And yeah, you want me
But it's too long and we can't wait
It's not as if I'm alive to be your witness
I've got a few things to do and then I'm leaving
And I won't be caught in your wake
So Angela flies away to see the moon
Oh, I miss you
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Sovereign
03:46
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Traveling aimlessly
Chopin is washing the sheets
Violins and palmistry
Fireworks and mysteries
Current is dragging me down
Sliding feet in asphalt town
Heads that are blistering
Fingers that fade in my dreams
Accident afternoon sleep
Massenet hiding in trees
Going out into fall
Sovereign of them all
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Numb
03:57
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Softest sleep the sweetness in your veins
Cold and numb we'll dream of Exit K
Sand that shakes you shoes and falls away
Half-lit dream this cactus in the twilight
We can see the mountains from this street
And an airplane came and crashed a block away
In Bellingham the roads are filled with laughter
That I can't hear anymore
But I don't feel the slightest bit of pain
I don't feel the slightest bit of pain
Wouldn't say I couldn't sink much lower
Couldn't know I'd ever sink this low
Frozen cold the night is going nowhere
And I can't sleep at all
But I don't feel the slightest bit of pain
I don't feel the slightest bit of pain
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8. |
Amphetamine
03:31
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It's not the way you talk to me
It's not the words you say to me
Your blood is lost, amphetamine
It's not the way you look at me
It's not the way you think of me
It's not the things you do to me
But up like a rag doll, down down down
Up like a rag doll, down down down
Your face is on the bathroom sink
Your arms are broke like figurines
The doctor's trying to intervene
Up like a rag doll, down down down
Up like a rag doll, down down down
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Fringed With Icicles
01:58
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I'm blind
I'm deaf
Behind
My shadow is my death
We tried
To find
Our place
The siege has ended
Before
Sunrise
My mind
The static in my head
No one
To see
My mind
The static in my head
We tried
To bear
Disgrace
Time has spoken
Rewind
Again
Before
Spring again and
Falling
To dust
I've
Waited
Long enough
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10. |
A Night in November
02:32
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A night in November
The doors are all closed
The peaks and the valleys have gone
The windows are shaking
A furious fight
Too early and yet it's too late
I've got your number
Deep in my head
And the way you had written it there
The years have no mercy, we all fade to black
And all that I touch turns to ash
The names of the dreamers
I write on my hands
Emotions that I've put to rest
The things that we've gone for
Will come and will pass
In torment, revolution, and death
I've got your number
Deep in my head
And the way you had written it there
I'm rain-soaked on Jersey
I'm out of my head
My memory's all that I have
You know I'll remember
The things that you say
You look like a girl I used to know
As if we have mended, we'll hide our regret
There's nothing to do now but laugh
There's nothing to do now but laugh
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11. |
Tumbling Leaves
04:33
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United nations and wars and sensational things
Business and pleasure and weekends we're chasing our ends
We take our chances with fights and romances and dreams
Progress intentions we're saving our pensions and friends
He thinks there's gotta be something much better than this
Goes to the store then he walks by the ocean's abyss
Old and depleted they're wishing it's time to be dead
She wants to be rich and famous she's hanging her head
Hey we're all tumbling leaves
Hey blowing into the street
He's got some problems he's drinking his booze and his pills
His girlfriend's a lunatic painting and playing her shows
She steps out side smokes a cigarette pukes on the steps
The harbor is noisy with restaurants and tourists and ships
Floods and starvation the footnotes of current events
God is in agony pacing and watching the mess
I've left my boots on the balcony ruined again
We win the lottery drugs and pretension commence
Hey we're all tumbling leaves
Hey blowing into the street
Hey we're all tumbling leaves
Hey blowing into the street
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