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| 1. |
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(spoken) (takes a sip of liquid and swallows) So there’s this woman, and she was um… (clears his throat) …on an airplane, and she’s flying to meet her fiance, sailing high above the ? (swallows) ? the largest ocean on planet earth, and she was seated next to this man who, er, you know, she had tried to start a conversation…and, only ? really the only thing she’d heard him say was ? just to order ? his…his Bloody Mary, and…and she’s sittin’ there, and she’s readin’ this…really arduous magazine article about…a third world country that…she couldn’t…even pronounce the - the name of, and…she’s feeling…very bored, and…very…despondent, ‘n…(takes another sip of liquid and swallows) And then, uh… (turns away from the microphone and presumably places the glass of liquid down on a surface behind him) …suddenly… (turns back to the microphone) …there was this huge mechanical failure and ? one of the ? the engines gave out… (swallows) …and they started just ffffalling ? an’…thirty thousand feet, the, uh…pilot’s on the… (inhales) …on the microphone and he’s ? (swallows) he’s saying um, ?I’m sorry, I’m sorry, oh my god, I’m…I’m sorry,? and apologizing and… (inhales) …and she looks at that man, and she - and she says… (begins playing the guitar) …she says wh - she says, "Where are we going??…and uh…an’ he looks at her…and he says, "We’re going to a party…it - it’s a birthday party…it’s your birthday party, happy birthday, darling. We love you very, very, very, very, very, very, very much.? And then um, he starts hummin’ this little tune, and… (inhales) …and, uh, it kinda goes like this, it’s kinda…one, two, one, two, three, four: (end of spoken portion)
We must talk in every telephone, get eaten off the web We must rip out all the epilogues from the books that we have read And in the face of every criminal strapped firmly to a chair We must stare, we must stare, we must stare We must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell Set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell And in the ear of every anarchist that sleeps but doesn't dream We must sing, we must sing, we must sing And it'll go like this, all right: While my mother waters plants my father loads his gun He says, "Death will give us back to God, Just like the setting sun Is returned to the lonesome ocean" And then they splashed into the deep blue sea Oh, it was a wonderful splash We must blend into the choir, sing a static with the whole We must memorize nine numbers and deny we have a soul And in this endless race for property and privilege to be won We must run, we must run, we must run We must hang up in the belfry where the bats and moonlight laugh We must stare into a crystal ball and only see the past And in the caverns of tomorrow with just our flashlights and our love We must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge And then we'll get down there, Way down to the very bottom of everything And then we'll see it, oh, we'll see it!, we'll see it!, we’ll see it! Oh, my morning's coming back, The whole world’s waking up All the city buses swimming past, I'm happy just because I found out I am really no one |
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| 2. |
| 4:13 |
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If you hate the taste of wine
why do you drink it till you're blind? And if you swear that there's no truth and who cares how come you say it like you're right? Why are you scared to dream of god when it's salvation that you want? You see stars that clear have been dead for years but the idea just lives on In our wheels that roll around as we move over the ground And all day it seems we've been in between the past and future town We are nowhere and it's now We are nowhere and it's now and like a ten minute dream in the passenger's seat while the world was flying by I haven't been gone very long but it feels like a life time I've been sleeping so strange at night Side effects they don't advertise I've been sleeping so strange with a head full of pesticide I've got no plans in all this time I feel too restless to unwind I'm always lost in thought as I walk a block to my favorite neon sign where the waitress looks concerned but she never says a word just turns the juke box on and we hum along and I smile back at her And my friend comes after work When the features start to blur She says these bars are filled with things that kill by now you probably should have learned Did you forget that yellow bird? How could you forget your yellow bird? She took a small silver wreath and pinned it on to me she said this one will bring you love and I don't know if it's true but I keep it for good luck |
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| 3. |
| 4:29 |
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Gray light new day, leaks through the window
an old soul song comes on the alarm clock radio we walked the 40 blocks to the middle of the place we heard that everything would be and there were barricades to keep us off the street but the crowd kept pushing forward till they swallowed the police yea they went wild they went wild yea they went wild yea they went wild We left before the dust had time to settle and all the broken glass swept off the avenue all the way home held your camera like a bible wishing so bad that it held some kind of truth and i stood nervous next to you, in the dark room you dropped the paper in the water, and it all begins to bloom yea they go wild they go wild yea they go wild yea they go wild just when i get so lonesome, i cant speak i see some flowers on a hillside like a wall of new tv's yea they go wild yea they go wild yea they go wild yea they go wild yea they go wild yea they go wild yea they go wild |
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| 4. |
| 4:32 |
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I know that it is freezing but I think we have to walk
I keep waving at the taxis, they keep turning their lights off But Julie knows a party at some actor's westside loft Supplies are endless in the evening, by the morning they'll be gone When everything is lonely, I can be my own best friend I get a coffee and the paper, have my own conversations With the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection The mask I polish in the evening, by the morning looks like shit And I know you have a heavy heart I can feel it when we kiss So many men stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it But me I'm not a gamble, you can count on me to split The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won't exist You're looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black Just keep going to the bathroom, always say you'll be right back Well it takes one to know one, kid I think you got it bad What's so easy in the evening, by the morning's such a drag I've got a flask inside my pocket, we can share it on the train And if you promise to stay conscious, I will try and do the same Well, we might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain But what was normal in the evening by the morning seems insane And I'm not sure what the trouble was that started all of this The reasons all have run away But the feeling never did It's not something I would recommend But it is one way to live Cause what is simple in the moonlight, by the morning never is It was so simple in the moonlight, now it's so complicated It was so simple in the moonlight So simple in the moonlight So simple in the moonlight |
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| 5. |
| 6:06 |
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You were born inside of a raindrop,
and I watched you falling to your death And the sun, well, she could not save you She's falling down too Now the streets are wet Body of water, toxic and timeless, Atlantic ocean, New York skyline I always get lost when I leave the village, so I couldn't come meet you in Brooklyn last night But I sing glory from my lowest, and I will say peace to the people I meet while the world waits for an explosion, that instant of light that wipes the slate clean So don't be fooled. No, don't get lied to Love was always cruel And don't act strange, don't be a stranger It happened to me; now, it's happening to you But if you take that train under water, then we could talk it through Well, if I could tame all of my desires Wait out the weather that howls in my brain Because it seems that it's always changing The wind's indecision, the sorrowful rain Yeah, I was a postcard I was a record I was a camera, until I went blind and now I'm riding all over this island looking for something to open my eyes But I still sing glory from a high-rise And I will say thanks if you're pouring my drinks while the world waits for an explosion: that moment in time when we'll be set free Well, don't stay mad Just let some time pass And in the morning you'll wake feeling new And if I don't come back, I mean, if I get sidetracked, It's only 'cause I wanted to I'm keeping up with the moon on an all-night avenue Goddamn You make me cry |
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| 6. |
| 3:09 |
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This is the first day of my life
Swear I was born right in the doorway I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed They're spreading blankets on the beach Yours was the first face that I saw I think I was blind before I met you I don't know where I am, I don't know where I've been But I know where I want to go So I thought I'd let you know That these things take forever, I especially am slow But I realized how I need you And I wondered if I could come home I remember the time you drove all night Just to meet me in the morning And I thought it was strange, you said everything changed You felt as if you just woke up And you said, this is the first day of my life Glad I didn't die before I met you Now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you And I'd probably be happy So if you wanna be with me With these things there's no telling, we'll just have to wait and see But I'd rather be working for a paycheck Than waiting to win the lottery Besides maybe this time it's different I mean, I really think you like me |
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| 7. |
| 4:17 |
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Well I'm changing all my strings
I'm gonna write another traveling song About all the billion highways and the cities at the break of dawn Well I guess the best that I can do now is pretend that I've done nothing wrong And dream about a train that's going to take me back where I belong Well now, the ocean speaks and spits and I can hear it from the interstate I'm screaming at my brother on my cell phone he's far away I'm saying nothing in the past or future ever will feel like today Until we're parking in an alley Just hoping that our shit is safe So I go back and forth forever All my thoughts they come in pairs Oh I will, I won't, I doubt, I don't I'm not surprised but I never feel quite prepared Now I'm hunched over a typewriter I guess you call that painting in a cave And there's a word I can't remember And a feeling I cannot escape And now my ashtrays overflowing I'm still staring at a clean white page Oh and morning's at my window She is sending me to bed again Well I dream of dark on the horizon I dream a desert where the dead lay down I dream a prostituted child touching an old man in a fast food crown I dreamt a ship was sinking There was people screaming all around And I awoke to my alarm clock It was a pop song it was playing loud So I must find my fears and face them Or I'll cower like a dog I'll kick and scream or kneel and bleed I'll fight like hell to hide that I'm giving up |
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| 8. |
| 5:48 |
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If you walk away I walk away
first tell me which road you will take I don't want to risk our paths crossing someday so you walk that way I'll walk this way and the future hangs over our heads and it moves with each current event until it falls all around like a cold steady rain just stay in when it's lookin' this way and the moon's laying low in the sky forcing everything metal to shine and the sidewalk holds diamonds like a jewelry store case they argue "walk this way," "no walk this way" and laura's asleep in my bed as I'm leaving she wakes up and says "I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave baby don't go away, come here" and there's kids playing guns in the street and one's pointing his tree branch at me So I put my hands up I say: "Enough is enough, If you walk away I walk away." (and he shot me dead) I found a liquid cure for my landlocked blues it will pass away like a slow parade it's leaving but I don't know how soon and the world's got me dizzy again you'd think after 22 years I'd be used to the spin and it only feels worse when I stay in one place so I'm always pacing around or walking away I keep drinking the ink from my pen and I'm balancing history books up on my head but it all boils down to one quoteable phrase "If you love something give it away" A good woman will pick you apart a box full of suggestions for your possible heart But you may be offended, and you may be afraid but don't walk away, don't walk away We made love on the living room floor with the noise in the background from a televised war And in the deafening pleasure I thought I heard someone say "If we walk away,they'll walk away" But greed is a bottomless pit And our freedom's a joke we're just taking a piss And the whole world must watch the sad comic display If you're still free start runnin' away 'cause we're comin' for ya! I've grown tired of holding this pose I feel more like a stranger each time I come home So I'm making a deal with the devils of fame Sayin' let me walk away, please You'll be free child once you have died from the shackles of language and measurable time And then we can trade places, play musical graves till then walk away walk away walk away walk away So I'm up at dawn, putting on my shoes I just want to make a clean escape I'm leaving but I don't know where to I know I'm leaving but I don't know where to |
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| 9. |
| 4:40 |
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Poison oak some boyhood bravery
when a telephone was a tin can on a string and I fell asleep with you still talking to me you said you weren't afraid to die in Polaroids you were dressed in woman's clothes were you made ashamed? Why'd you lock them in the drawer? well, I don't think that I ever loved you more than when you turned away when you slammed the door when you stole the car and drove towards Mexico and you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm I was young enough I still believed in war well, let the poets cry themselves to sleep and all their tearful words will turn back into steam but me I'm a single cell on a serpent's tongue there's a muddy field where a garden was and I'm glad you got away but I'm still stuck out here my clothes are soaking wet from your brother's tears and I never thought this life was possible you're the yellow bird that I've been waiting for the end of paralysis, I was a statuette now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench and when I press the keys it all gets reversed the sound of loneliness makes me happier |
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| 10. |
| 3:55 |
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The sun came up with no conclusions
Flowers sleeping in their beds. The city's cemetery's humming I'm wide awake it's morning. I have my drugs, I have my woman They keep away my loneliness My parents they have their religion but sleep in separate houses. I read the body count out of the paper and now it's written all over my face. No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter, sometimes that's just the most comfortable place. So, I'm drinking breathing, writing singing every day I'm on the clock. My mind races with all my longings But can't keep up with what I've got. So I hope I don't sound too ungrateful, what history gave modern men a telephone to talk to strangers machine guns and a camera lens. So, when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing It's best to join the side that's gonna win. And no one's sure how all of this got started, but we're gonna make 'em god damn certain how it's gonna end. Oh yeah we will, oh yeah we will! Well I could have been a famous singer, if I had someone else's voice. But failure's always sounded better let's fuck it up boys, make some noise! The sun came up with no conclusions Flowers sleeping in their beds. The city's cemetery's humming I'm wide awake it's morning. |
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