1. |
Holy Eyes
02:30
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I remember softly
Of a day when I knew nothing
Except the ringing in my mind
Nothing comes to mind
And I will grow into a young man
I will grow into a young man
But I will age into a poor man
Carry only my hand
So ring them bells in your mind
I felt my phone ring but I didn't pick it up this time
In holy eyes
I look outside my window
To a world that I once knew
And I will see it start to cry
Burning in my eyes
All these pretty words
That you think up in your head
Are like the antithects of nature
That means nothing
So ring them bells in your mind
I felt my phone ring but I didn't pick it up this time
In holy eyes
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2. |
Your Favorite Word
03:16
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I shaved my head
Cars careening made my bed
Don't be afraid of the wind
Father, I have sinned
The glow seemed so absurd
I know your favorite word
Hold out your hand
Feel the water sink into the land
I throw rocks into the sun
I will throw until my arm is done
The glow seemed so absurd
I know your favorite word
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3. |
Old Forgotten Man
01:51
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Orion's belt will guide me home
Until the fog clears the sea
I see it sitting alone
This rotting tree
I am an
Old forgotten man
Living alone
I am looking through a window
Trying my best to see clear
There is a man outside throwing his luck in the wind
Good God, I am staring a the mirror
I am an
Old forgotten man
Living alone
The wind calls for me
Ducking I try to avoid
But all my effort is in vain
As I stare to the void
I am an
Old forgotten man
Dying alone
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4. |
Prodigal Son
02:26
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I came home with the sun in my eyes
When I saw you there father I cried
Tears they fell
As I heard the ringing bell
And I drove until I saw the sun
Your heart as a mayfly gone
I came home to raise my sun
His life for his father
In the sand and in the water
But you know, Lord, I could never lie
Autumn is born anew
I try to sleep but I can only move
They say there's beauty in rest
The leaves are nearing their death
And someday I will follow suit
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5. |
Wind
02:29
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Reach my hand out to the wind
Hoping it would bring me in again
And sure enough I heard it's call
Here I stand before you all
Speaking words to fill my mouth
Breathing in and falling out
I know all the other words for love
Sometimes babe, that just ain't enough
Shine your flashlight to the trees
I stumble loudly through the open breeze
Tearing pages from open book
Using eyes to read and heart to look
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6. |
Record Store
03:49
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I got something for you in the back of my jeans
It's worth $10,000 but it sure means a lot to me
Stand right back, take a picture of me
I'll send it to you if I ever get free
Lucy, meet me at the back of the bar
I'll tell you about the time I looked up and saw the stars
I tried 17 times I never got that far
The 18th time I closed my eyes and prayed for war
I sing to you upon this mighty stage
I sing to you of love and I sing of rage
If you wanna listen, listen all ears
I'll tell you how I've spent the last 3 years
My eyes they lay across that great, grey sky
I remember every hello, not the goodbyes
Summer days, Autumn nights
My brain's got eyes, of eyes, of eyes
Your son is here and here is where he say
There's about every other word for something of every other day
This mountain top I speak and every word I say
Stabs you in the heart and leaves you for decay
Cover me in sand and let the tide
Wash over my body and leave me on the riverside
Forget all you come to decide
The only other option is love and that's suicide
Down at Blockstreet records I got all I could get
It cost 49 dollars and 67 cents
I said "Keep the change!" and walked into the sun
I landed on my feet but I don't think I landed up
It's too hot for rain I could use a little snow
I feel like dying just before a show
Everybody wants to know
Exactly where to be and not where to go
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7. |
Into the Morning
03:40
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I will go into the morning
Just to find what I've been searching
See the wind and snowfall curtain
Feel the fire hot and burning
Into the Sun
Now I wallow through my mind
What is home and where am I
Push the window open wide
Fall to the floor
I go slowly
The wind bites like teeth
And I don't know if I can make it on my own
I don't know if I can make it on my own
If today was not an endless highway
If tonight was not a crooked trail
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all
Well it's really picking up out there
She said through clenched teeth
Take me to the bottom where
You don't see anybody
And I said:
"Ok"
I will go into the morning
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8. |
Saving Grace
01:22
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