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from Calexico - Garden Ruin (2006)
Felt a tremor stir beneath my breath
That forecasts storms on the gallup poll Woke up from the nightmare news And hoping to read a sign in the morning air Nothing changes here and nothing improves All say my friends who just want out And leave these troubles behind Scatter like paper in the eye of the storm Documented with a silent snow That's only heard from far away More cards in play, follow in suit Everywhere you look, you only see red And wonder when to call off the race Watching a horse running down its last legs Just when you think it couldn't get much worse Watch the numbers rise on the death toll And the chimes of freedom flash and fade Only heard from far, far away I hear you can't trust in your own Now the gray is broken in the early morn And the words forming barely have a voice It's just your heart that's breaking without choice Everything you've learned is distorted in your head Bouncing off the walls, unraveling the thread Staying up with the blue screen glow Forgetting everything you ever dreamed years ago When the dread is flowing down my veins I want to tear it all down and build it up again Tear it all down, build it up again Hear your heart that's breaking without choice I want to hear those chimes ring again Ring again |
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from Calexico - Garden Ruin (2006)
When you can't find the hours
Days keep on slipping thru Avenues under construction Blocking out your sky blues Burried beneath the letters Bills and the junk in the mail Finding the strain to your heart From the troubles down the trail No sign of your old haunts here Gone with the copper crews Veins mined in vein remind you Choices we choose to lose New cities keep on sprawling Old towns falling too Raining a river of color And it's flowing bisbee blue Straight to you bisbee blue Some say this way's the only one that's true Bring me back bisbee blue Bring me back Oh these days, seem dark Darkest i've seen Darling you send me thru the hours Days keep on sifting thru Chipping away to remember Days with you bisbee blue Shining like bisbee blue Bring me back bisbee blue |
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from Calexico - Garden Ruin (2006)
Cruel, cruel grounds
Leak truths never found Torturous ways Whisper from the grave A slow spun song of distortion Bitter, bitter mouth Spitin' out seeds of doubt Rituals seek root Razed before they're told Stories break like branches in the cold Seasons trial finds man's mistakes fair game Careless hand Lay and law of the land Falls by the side Silenced sentient cries All within the lines of divine right Better bury the tracks in an unclosed case Weeds of discontent choke a broken ghost landscape Cruel, heartless reign Chasing short term gains Right down to the warning signs Birds refuse to fly No longer trust the sky Drifting out beyond the signals Even the horizon is gone Weather flees underground Future's left to wallow in fortune's waste |
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from Calexico - Garden Ruin (2006)
When numbers matter more than the heart
Your eyes are hollow and stiffness starts to take control Capsize the soul, deep down you know it's evil You've always known Be a good example show your new tricks And while you're out there they'll make the pitch To rally the troops and make a huge contribution To help push this through Deep down you know it's evil You've always known it's evil The days here are numbered but your record is clean Outstretched and waiting on banks that seem To flow and flow, a rich reward to show Duty carried out in the field Deep down you know it's evil You've always known it's evil You've always known |
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from Calexico - Garden Ruin (2006)
Everyday on my way home
The clouds would break and the angels Would sing their refrain This world's an ungodly place Strangled by vines unchaste So with my shining blade of steel I would cut a path wide Dipped in the ink of the fight Written clean through the night Mark my words upon the front page To set my world straight It's too late, it's too late It's too late, it's too late Just like i found it, my world is split Right down the spine Years bled dry now ripe for a reckoning My blade's back slash beckoning Slice my wounds and i make the sign one more time Come on. Come on. Come home. Come home Yeah it's too late, it's too late It's too late, to refrain...refrain...refrain... Did those angels ever sing? Sliced my world in two |
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from Calexico - Garden Ruin (2006)
Found a dime in the metro line
Funny to see a familiar face Since you left us long ago There's never been a trace of luck to guide me Hoping to see a sign Or a lucky dime Searching as i go Hoping to see a sign Or a lucky' Someone told you long ago All you ever needed to know No matter how far you drift alone I'll always be here around' Hoping to see a sign Or a lucky dime |
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from Calexico - Garden Ruin (2006)
Le corbeau s'approche
Atterit sur l'epaule de celui qui ecrit Reviens lui picorer le cou Les veines sortent des chairs Le sang se repand sur la page Il crie ses dernieres lignes Et s'endort Novembre et son manteau d'hiver Revers sombres Chemise blanche comme la neige Manchettes noires Plane sur la ville S'agrippe aux murs, detruit les rues Les lances de cornes acerees Plongent dans les yeux et les coeurs des courtiers Les enfants s'enfuient dans les rues des quartiers Les voitures quittent la route, avalees par la mer Les perils de l'hiver Les photographes, les barillets ouverts La poudre a canon et les eclairs aveuglants Etouffes par les fumees Les cendres des usines Livres de comptes dechires Semes comme des miettes pour les sortir Des tunnels, loin des murs de la vieille ville Avant d'etre enfouis sous l'ordure nouvelle. Le corbeau se fatigue Les corbeaux se multiplient Le ciel noircit a chaque nouveau cadavre Les champs s'enflamment L'hysterie les chasse des villes vers les cavernes Et les collines assombries Vers les hauts plateaux Vers les hauts plateaux Vers les hauts refuges Vers les hauts refuges Vers les hautes plaines Vers les hautes plaines Vers les collines Vers les collines Vers les hautes terres Vers les hautes terres |
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from Calexico - Garden Ruin (2006)
Panic open string, power grids blackout
Birds all fly in numbers down to the ground Reassure the blades of green, green grass Season's still asleep more or less Wind is gearing up for a reckless ride Leaning accidental on nature's side Propeller power fields, solar panel sides Lightning bolts connect, it's with you i will go I close my eyes and the seasons pass Above the cityscape, the city out of reach Way beyond our lives, up into the sky, far below the green My dreams are all blue, so is my heart Light up screens of you, if you could only see Time's dreams escape, late into the night When the stars align reminds me of you Words will lose their fear And i will find their truth Church bells in the hills they will ring and ring Ocean's to the coast will cling to their host The sun will split in two , sink thru an empty sky It's where we'll go when we Leave this place and die |
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from Calexico - Garden Ruin (2006)
Is there anyway i can fix it
Take out my tools maybe smash with it Let me destroy the parts that annoy Swallow the words i'm saving Fumble the chords i'm playing Better just break it apart Then where should they go But you know i'm just following suit It's something i aim not to do Can't mock up a model me and you Is someone out there I can trust With the words that never seem to fit We'll let them hang suspended in the air No sense looking backwards Shattered every mirror in my eye Scattering the scrapbook Blueprints on the floor Always thought things would snap into place With a little more ease and grace Still a ship sealed in a bottle Never reaches the sea And i stash all of the reasons Dash them against the wall And i smash your heart into tiny little pieces And every time this happens It gets harder and harder to build back again |
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from Calexico - Garden Ruin (2006)
Getting late for decision
What's that waiting about Horses are chomping at the bit The gate is nearly busted down Moment before the calm of the storm And everyone's blood goes wild Except yours and mine How many years has it taken Your restless heart growing old Horses running off on their own And the stable's burnt to the ground The longer you wait Your decision will fade And wind up wasting this time Yours and mine |
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from Calexico - Convict Pool (2006)
Yeah
Said it's alright I won't forget All the times I've waited patiently for you and you'll do just what you used to do And I will be alone again tonight, my dear. Yeah I heard a funny thing Somebody said to me, "You know that I could be in love with almost everyone, and I think that people are the greatest fun." and I will be alone again tonight, my dear. And I will be alone again tonight, my dear. Yeah I heard a funny thing Somebody said to me "You know that I could be in love with almost everyone; I think that people are the greatest fun." and I will be alone again tonight, my dear. And I will be alone again tonight, my dear. |
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from Calexico - Convict Pool (2006)
In the land of salvation
Is where you find this masterpiece Of a right-wing kidney punch Escape convict pool Escape Executions are nearly flawless So riding forever In the deep Or taking it into the shallow Is not a problem Escape convict pool Escape Convict pool Escape Check the underwriter killers For video surveillance Of the convict pool In the warden son's Private collection Escape convict pool Escape Social fool We evade I forget to mention That the coping of this baby's like butter So stand up and grind far Escape convict pool Escape Parental fools We evade Tony and george Avoid the nipple Protusion on the wall With a backside hurricane Over the death box We fall And escape Convict pool Escape Social tool Evade Courtroom duel |
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from Calexico - Convict Pool (2006)
The people will survive
in their environment the dirt, scarcity, and emptiness of our south the injustices of our greed the practices we merit the dirt, scarcity and emptiness of our south there on the beach i could see it in her eyes i only had a corona five cents deposit |
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from Calexico - Convict Pool (2006)
If you said let's go
If you said I'm sick of this place I would listen to you I wouldn't hesitate And whether it's for a town A godforsaken place It wouldn't bother me I'd be ready as if I was waiting If you said up to now We've gotten by with the blues I would agree I would answer that it's true Every wall, every crack I am sick and tired of this place If you said only this I'd be ready as if I was waiting If you said let's go If you said it was time I would listen to you I've been ready for a while But you never say You never decide Never think of what we could do I don't know why you're still here Si tu disais on y va si tu disais j'en tellement marre d'etre ici je t'ecouterais crois moi je n'hesiterais pas et que ce soit pour une ville ou pour un bled, un bout de terre paume, crois moi ca n'me defriserait pas je serais prete comme si j'attendais si tu disais jusque la on s'est contente de rien et ca va un peu je t'approuverais, crois moi je repondrais "c'est vrai" chaque pan de murs, chaque fissure je connais trop le dessin de cet endroit la oh si tu disais ca je serais prete comme si j'attendais si tu disais on y va si tu disais que pour nous c'est le bon moment je t'ecouterais crois moi je suis prete depuis longtemps mais tu n'dis rien de tout ca tu n'decides rien et je n'sais pas si tu as idee de ce qu'on pourrait faire je me demande pourquoi tu es la |
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from Calexico - Convict Pool (2006)
Along the coast shrouded by fog
A voice hovers so sweet and soft The lure of lust no one can deny A pile of bones hidden from sight To save this sad, lonesome cry Sorrow fills the oceans wide Calling you close, promising love Letting passion navigate you Into the arms of sirena Into the eyes of sirena Into the heart of sirena Dancing like ghosts, haunting the shore The old ones warn, stay away Her love is sweet, but sorrow too great Dreams of leaving her curse for good Rise from the sea as flesh and blood Still the wind carries her voice Fills all thoughts, sways your choice Drawn the fear, capsize the heart Till all passion navigates you Into the arms of sirena Into the eyes of sirena Into the heart of sirena Dancing like ghosts over the waves Safe in the harber of her embrace Bebe mi vino de amor Besos de kerosina Volvierdo el mar en infierno! To save this sad, tragic soul Sorrow's worse than the tide's pull Sinking deeper, gasping for love Till desire navigates you Into the arms of sirena Into the eyes of sirena Into the heart of sirena Dancing with ghosts under the waves And into the arms of sirena Into the eyes of sirena Into the heart of sirena Caught in the rip tide, smashed on the reef Joining the mass of bones underneath |
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from Calexico - Black Heart (2004)
spring is frozen now I'm stuck in low
wrapped with wire, tapped to the heart can't find no poison, now I've got no cure (the) fangs are stuck inside my skin payne county line watching unjust claims one man's righteousness is another man's long haul, sentence carried out long haul, counting the miles to the four corners of the world spring is rusted shut, (faith's) coiled and cracked apparitions worth their weight in gold scratched in metal, name erodes away hands are scarred, heart is charred burnt though, and ashen trip on fence post line sifting through the remains one man's close pursuit is another man's last chance, make it through the divide last chance, suffer the weight or get buried by this black heart, sweeping over the land black heart, crawling its way to the four corners of the world |
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from Calexico - Black Heart (2004)
spring is frozen now I'm stuck in low
wrapped with wire, tapped to the heart can't find no poison, now I've got no cure (the) fangs are stuck inside my skin payne county line watching unjust claims one man's righteousness is another man's long haul, sentence carried out long haul, counting the miles to the four corners of the world spring is rusted shut, (faith's) coiled and cracked apparitions worth their weight in gold scratched in metal, name erodes away hands are scarred, heart is charred burnt though, and ashen trip on fence post line sifting through the remains one man's close pursuit is another man's last chance, make it through the divide last chance, suffer the weight or get buried by this black heart, sweeping over the land black heart, crawling its way to the four corners of the world |
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from Calexico - Black Heart (2004)
spring is frozen now I'm stuck in low
wrapped with wire, tapped to the heart can't find no poison, now I've got no cure (the) fangs are stuck inside my skin payne county line watching unjust claims one man's righteousness is another man's long haul, sentence carried out long haul, counting the miles to the four corners of the world spring is rusted shut, (faith's) coiled and cracked apparitions worth their weight in gold scratched in metal, name erodes away hands are scarred, heart is charred burnt though, and ashen trip on fence post line sifting through the remains one man's close pursuit is another man's last chance, make it through the divide last chance, suffer the weight or get buried by this black heart, sweeping over the land black heart, crawling its way to the four corners of the world |
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from Calexico - Black Heart (2004)
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love the run but not the race all alone in a silent way world drifts in and the world's a stranger in a light, eclipsed and alienated in a time, occupied and invaded can't tell what's right, better hit the ground running in the hills where the tall weed grows hands are tied and won't let go can't escape this place without leaving the world behind in a light, ashamed and humiliated in a time, sacrificed for the sake of trade the soul is bent, feels the weight of truth falling through left behind, no choice but to run to the mountains where no poppies grow, you have to hit the ground running in a light, paralyzed and spirits fading out of time, must decide to fall or run into the eye, of the storm no sign or omen make it right, or fall to the other side where fields are burning from the day you're born you'll always hit the ground running |
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from Calexico - Alone Again Or (2003)
Yeah
Said it's alright I won't forget All the times I've waited patiently for you and you'll do just what you used to do And I will be alone again tonight, my dear. Yeah I heard a funny thing Somebody said to me, "You know that I could be in love with almost everyone, and I think that people are the greatest fun." and I will be alone again tonight, my dear. And I will be alone again tonight, my dear. Yeah I heard a funny thing Somebody said to me "You know that I could be in love with almost everyone; I think that people are the greatest fun." and I will be alone again tonight, my dear. And I will be alone again tonight, my dear. |
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from Calexico - Alone Again Or (2003)
In the land of salvation
Is where you find this masterpiece Of a right-wing kidney punch Escape convict pool Escape Executions are nearly flawless So riding forever In the deep Or taking it into the shallow Is not a problem Escape convict pool Escape Convict pool Escape Check the underwriter killers For video surveillance Of the convict pool In the warden son's Private collection Escape convict pool Escape Social fool We evade I forget to mention That the coping of this baby's like butter So stand up and grind far Escape convict pool Escape Parental fools We evade Tony and george Avoid the nipple Protusion on the wall With a backside hurricane Over the death box We fall And escape Convict pool Escape Social tool Evade Courtroom duel |
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from Calexico - Alone Again Or (2003)
the plaza in the village
where mission bells used to ring is now crumbled to a pile of stench and ruin even the swallows have spring all the blossoms are burried 'neath the waste out of the shadows grow hatred along the corrider crawls fear crushed by the promise of hope that never returned watched with a hawk's trained eye trees grow silent fruit 'neath a suffering sky those who have stayed, keep a flame in memory of the fallen and pass on the old rites despite the risk but many more have left here on mended broken wings turning to see your reaction a tear drop fills your eye but you protest not to give up as give in heading straight for the wreckage picking up a shovel and a hoe start putting back the bricks one by one numbers come out of the woodwork corious to see the rebirth above the swollen clouds a strange sound fills the air a silence never heard falling like blessed rain and the swallows return as the mission bells ring |
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from Calexico - Alone Again Or (2003)
the plaza in the village
where mission bells used to ring is now crumbled to a pile of stench and ruin even the swallows have spring all the blossoms are burried 'neath the waste out of the shadows grow hatred along the corrider crawls fear crushed by the promise of hope that never returned watched with a hawk's trained eye trees grow silent fruit 'neath a suffering sky those who have stayed, keep a flame in memory of the fallen and pass on the old rites despite the risk but many more have left here on mended broken wings turning to see your reaction a tear drop fills your eye but you protest not to give up as give in heading straight for the wreckage picking up a shovel and a hoe start putting back the bricks one by one numbers come out of the woodwork corious to see the rebirth above the swollen clouds a strange sound fills the air a silence never heard falling like blessed rain and the swallows return as the mission bells ring |
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from Calexico - Alone Again Or [single] (2003)
Yeah
Said it's alright I won't forget All the times I've waited patiently for you and you'll do just what you used to do And I will be alone again tonight, my dear. Yeah I heard a funny thing Somebody said to me, "You know that I could be in love with almost everyone, and I think that people are the greatest fun." and I will be alone again tonight, my dear. And I will be alone again tonight, my dear. Yeah I heard a funny thing Somebody said to me "You know that I could be in love with almost everyone; I think that people are the greatest fun." and I will be alone again tonight, my dear. And I will be alone again tonight, my dear. |
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(feat. Marianne Dissard)
I live out yonder where the snakes and scorpions run got myself a little goldmine to bank on but one day my heart sank when i saw madame in town i knew her love would be the death of mine l'amour passait, l'amour obsolete pourquoi perdre sa vie a chercher l'or d'un coeur? je ne me noierai pas dans ce desert mystique je ferme mes comptes et je repars love is passe and love is obsolete some spend their whole lives searching for a heart of gold i'm tired of treading water in this desert mystique i'm cashing in my chips before i ride do me a favor while i'm hanging here take this gold and go and hide (don't twist too hard darlin' on your hangin' rope) don't worry i'll be free in no time she promised me she would be there when i'd return she didn't say she'd have a whole army there as well she whispered, "j'taime baby"; as she fired that gun at me (it's getting late and i'm running out of time) i should've stayed way out yonder better off with the scorpions and snakes every act which has no heart will be found out in the end guess i'm a little late this time cause her love would be the death of mine mine, all mine. |
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I live out yonder where the snakes and scorpions run
Got myself a little goldmine to bank on But one day my heart sank when I saw Madame in town I knew her love would be the death of mine (L'amour passait, l'amour obsolte. Pourquoi perdre sa vie chercher l'or d'un coeur? Je ne me noierai pas dans ce d©sert mystique. Je ferme mes comptes et je repars.) Love is passe and love is obsolete Some spend their whole lives searching for a heart of gold I'm tired of treading water in this desert mystique I'm cashing in my chips before I ride Do me a favor while I'm hanging here Take this gold and go and hide Don't twist too hard darlin' on your hangin' rope (ne gigote pas ch©ri sur ta corde pendue) Don't worry I'll be free in no time. She promised me she would be there when I'd return She didn't say she'd have a whole army there as well She whispered, "J'taime Baby," as she fired that gun at me. It's getting late and I'm running out of time I should've stayed way out yonder better off with the scorpions and snakes Every act which has no heart will be found out in the end I'm a little late this time, cause her love Would be the death of mine, mine, all mine ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By JOEY BURNS Lyrics © BUG MUSIC |
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Riding through nostalgia, shaking memories by the mile
the city lights are closing in on him the distance grows shorter for a while He wonders what dreams fill her heart and wonders if what they had could ever be sparked "The roads never lead where they're supposed to go," that's what he tells himself before he lets it go. Out on the cold grey plain, sunken on the side of the road the words bleed off the page, the letter becomes well-soaked "No more turning backwards," he says, as he drives off in the rain ventures on up through the Colorades and settles under the rock and pines, and stakes claim Still he wonders what what dreams fill her heart and wonders if what they had could ever be sparked the roads never lead where they're supposed to go They just twist 'round and 'round the flame the eyes closing, the heart retains a bit of a spark before it fades away that's where he gets lost and drifts off alone and what he tells himself..."Better let it go." |
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No one knows where the night can go
except for the few lovers entangled and torn from the hour the stars now are starting to leave a silent moon begins to weep and the lovers fall further and further into the dark and deep come morning, without warning the absence of love's embrace like winter's light, it creeps on in and the moon's tears fade he starts the car and is driving away hearing her voice and tasting their last kiss that sent them spinning and racing the moon's glow lights the way otherwordly underwater dreamscape till a semi's headlights invade come morning, without warning the absence of love's embrace like winter's light, it creeps on in and the moon's sullen glow is fading the glow is fading the glow is fading soul escaping stars are leaving, the moon is weeping soul escaping soul escaping racing through the night... the glow is fading the glow is fading |
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Sonic Wind, honing in, on a tune that no one can hear
perfect pitch, simple glitch, promises it would never appear in the skies (disguised) Change in direction where birds never fly nor roam lie 'neath green valleys and wait for the call to come Firetail bats, poised to attack to set ablaze the rafters and the roofs until the plan leaves the hand burns the site down to the ground through the ground Craters are carving and wounds are left to weep sink to the table filtering through the years closing behind the nightmarish fears that run deep down in green valleys wait for the call to come when it's all over and the empty quarter returns to the emptiness again 5000 miles over airplane graveyards landmass oceans wide. over continents a sonic wind honing in on a tune no one can hear perfect pitch, simple glitch, promises... over the skies - in disguise Change in direction a sonic wind is blowing and the fire it is burning down in green valleys where birds never fly nor roam over airplane graveyards, wait for the call to come and the sonic wind is whistling |
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from Calexico - Feast Of Wire (2003)
alberto hits his brother on the
back of the head, looks to the north as he starts to get up his brothers still sleepy grumbles 'it's not light yet,' 'if you want a new life, what's a few minutes wait?' darkness on the road and over the land into the laws and out of the hands from those with so much and no show of heart you'd think it'd be crazy to ask for a small part .. spotted an eagle in the middle of a lake resting on cactus, feasting on snakes but the waters recede as the dump closes in, revealing a whole lake of sleeping children poison in the stream that flows to the sea out on the waves that crash within reach of those with so much and so little to fear you'd think it'd be crazy to be so far away yet so near some say a new day will shine here over these catastrophes and horrors of misfortune, all across the wire Alberto y Hermano on the coyote's trail and dodging the shadows of the border patrol out in the wastelands wandering for days the future looks bleak with no sign of change darkness in the eye and down in the soul all across the wire to those in control holding so much with no show of heart you think it'd be crazy to watch it all fall apart watch it all fall apart |
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spring is frozen now I'm stuck in low
wrapped with wire, tapped to the heart can't find no poison, now I've got no cure (the) fangs are stuck inside my skin payne county line watching unjust claims one man's righteousness is another man's long haul, sentence carried out long haul, counting the miles to the four corners of the world spring is rusted shut, (faith's) coiled and cracked apparitions worth their weight in gold scratched in metal, name erodes away hands are scarred, heart is charred burnt though, and ashen trip on fence post line sifting through the remains one man's close pursuit is another man's last chance, make it through the divide last chance, suffer the weight or get buried by this black heart, sweeping over the land black heart, crawling its way to the four corners of the world |
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from Calexico - Feast Of Wire (2003)
High atop radio towers
Sky darkens in the final hours Marie wrings her praying hands Don?t see why the spirit won?t understand While lines are crossed Hope?s broken at the knees And at a loss The world?s made of dust And dust it will return Sniper surveys the scene Angel chorus won?t intervene Takes her child to the river?s edge And let?s her go to the depths Where dark waters flow A singing tide Pulls her to the edge and hypnotize Samn any fool willing to believe There?s no hand behind any of this What?s it gonna take, force the cycle to break And skut it down before it makes another round Sworn in on an oath the lies Swat away a halo of flies Fast track vision deceives The storm on the horizon Close behind |
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Ball of flame, it's all i saw
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from Calexico - Feast Of Wire (2003)
With a head like a vulture
and heart full of hornets he drives off the cliff and into the blue not even the priestess with her wrenches and secret powers could save (steer) him from danger for a little while not even she could save him |
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love the run but not the race all alone in a silent way world drifts in and the world's a stranger in a light, eclipsed and alienated in a time, occupied and invaded can't tell what's right, better hit the ground running in the hills where the tall weed grows hands are tied and won't let go can't escape this place without leaving the world behind in a light, ashamed and humiliated in a time, sacrificed for the sake of trade the soul is bent, feels the weight of truth falling through left behind, no choice but to run to the mountains where no poppies grow, you have to hit the ground running in a light, paralyzed and spirits fading out of time, must decide to fall or run into the eye, of the storm no sign or omen make it right, or fall to the other side where fields are burning from the day you're born you'll always hit the ground running |
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washed my face in the rivers of empire
made my bed from a cardboard crate down in the city of quartz no news, no new regrets tossed a Susan B. over my shoulder and prayed it would rain and rain submerge the whole western states call it a last fair deal With an American seal and corporate hand shake take the story of carpenter Mike dropped his tools and his keys and left and headed out as far as he could past the cities and gated neighborhoods he slept 'neath the stars wrote down what he dreamt and he built a machine for no one to see then took flight, first light of new morning |
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from Calexico - Feast Of Wire (2003)
the plaza in the village
where mission bells used to ring is now crumbled to a pile of stench and ruin even the swallows have spring all the blossoms are burried 'neath the waste out of the shadows grow hatred along the corrider crawls fear crushed by the promise of hope that never returned watched with a hawk's trained eye trees grow silent fruit 'neath a suffering sky those who have stayed, keep a flame in memory of the fallen and pass on the old rites despite the risk but many more have left here on mended broken wings turning to see your reaction a tear drop fills your eye but you protest not to give up as give in heading straight for the wreckage picking up a shovel and a hoe start putting back the bricks one by one numbers come out of the woodwork corious to see the rebirth above the swollen clouds a strange sound fills the air a silence never heard falling like blessed rain and the swallows return as the mission bells ring |
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from Calexico - The Black Light (2003)
Her eyes are closed now that final breath is near
She lets go of my hand and i fall into a see of tears Search for the trail that we were both riding Lost sometime ago Now i'm stranded on the mountain's edge And there's only one way back down... And down i go Into the ground where the bad seeds are sown Take root and pull me further in Long and long and longer it takes Good luck's gone and there's no more breaks Just the ground beneath that shakes and gives way Swallowed up whole, there ain't much now i can pull No stunt man surprises Or houdini-like disguises For death defying escape Avoid the tap on the shoulder From that one in the long black cape ... Just to see those eyes of hers shine Is worth any sum or length of time That would fill up that space Where her love once flowed But the more i resist The further and further out i drift Get swept out in the rip tide Where part of me wants to lie 'Neath the waves of sorrow and tears Sink to the bottom and linger there The rest of my tears Walk amongst the mossy bones Of my fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers Feel their blood flow away Send the soul on its way |
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from Calexico - The Black Light (2003)
Wake up now little sleepyhead
From your nightmarish day with the dead trip You'd be better off not to know Of the wild seeds you let go From your thorny fingertips Try to clean bloodstained hands That ran away and left the scene Of a crime last night Always thought you stood on the other side Never thought the roof would cave in Where you were hiding There's a wave of fear that creeps right in A vacant stare that can't say where it's been Or what's been laced The trail leads all over the place There's an angel at your side Who rescued you in a nick of time Explains how you almost fell And vanished into a fatal spell She looks into your eyes and sees There's something still missing She notices a chunk bleeding from your chest Tries to stop the bloodflow with her best compress But the wreckage is in a mess There's an emotional tax, figured in after the fact And stories unfold The world grows dark and bones get cold You look into your heart and you know There's something still missing |
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It rained the whole day he spent at his lover's grave
Said his goodbyes to her family and friends Packed his things in a rusted car And rode off in the rain Came upon a church in ruin With an old man dwelling within Who said, "watch where you stray my friend" Old man spoke of meanings lost and without name Never shifting from their worn and weathered place What was found in the endless serach For truth behind the tale Beneath the ash and ember lies only one story to tell Watch where you stray my friend There's a flower that grows in a cave So lovely to see but need to be saved Its' beautiful blossom will wither and die If ever this flower leave the darkness for daylight |
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from Calexico - The Black Light (2003)
Leave the heart of the city
For the heart of the world Leave the heart of this city Love the way her trust unfurls Follow her hand to the dark end of the street Cross in the night, invisible to the electric eye Sippin' on a little night train Slippin' in to the car to stay warm Keep moving, keep moving Sleep by day, move at night Keep moving Follow her hand to the dark end of the street Cross in the night Become invisible in a blink of an eye Out past the border patrol Whose thunderbird's no match A helicopter shadow follows you Way out past the downtown city glow Cross the santa cruz and i-10 Past the cancerous sprawl into fields of thorn Through the rincon mountains and cochise Stronghold south of the chiricahuas Drifting and drifting.. |
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from Calexico - The Black Light (2003)
Walking south along the river
Never had he found that twist of pleasure Remembering times when they were younger Setting the town on fire And watching as his fellow friends Fell apart in the wake Claiming it was all just a mistake When his finger pulled the trigger And he shot everyone It was all just a mistake When he shot everyone Nothing will stand in the way When hunger hasn't eaten for days Scrounges around where ends meet And disappears into the fray He hopes for awhile he'll reconcile The pain that never dies The ghosts of his family constantly Gnawing at his insides He pulls out a worn photo And an old handmade gun Wishes it was he who was frying When he set the whole town on fire He walks off crying He shot everyone |
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