1. |
true love
03:52
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True Love
True love, when I hear your name I fly over my body
To a field painted umbers, ochres, and greens,
Where you're waiting beneath the only tree
In a patch of grass knee high, going to seed.
True love, when you think of my face,
Do you fly out of and above your workplace?
To the stream where we sat and mended our wings,
In the shade of these sacred trees,
And enough pine needles to pile up and sleep.
True love, I said as I looked at the sky,
The stars will be out in an hour.
Let's hit up this spring and then climb up this hill.
We will redraw all these sacred lines
And reshape the fate of man and womankind.
True love's how the letter begins,
On the paper you said to use sometimes.
The butterfly I found one day on the street,
These flowers are from you know where.
I sign it the same: Love always, me.
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2. |
this will go on
05:47
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This Will Go On
these shiny lights
these city streets
chance after chance
people we could meet
but choose not to
our purpose written
the circle finished
the world we live in
smaller when we leave
today’s the day
we meet again
on the path of life
and all you can say
is how’s it going?
well the hate of equal
souls of people
the spread of evil
the conquering of this land
is how it’s going
do what’s right
stop hurting the only people
i have that love me
ignore the knife
ignore the places
it’s begging the chance
to show me
love my life
learn to love
the people who destroy me
trust the wind
trust that i’ll know
when it’s time to move on..
those who don’t learn
before the end
will go to see it all begin again
then maybe one day
down the road
we’ll let our babies
all grow old together
we will not kill them
with love that’s simple
love that’s pure
a double edged sword
a poison with no cure
i’m growing up
realizing i’m another generation
watch the time
watch the sand slip
from the top to the bottom
i’ve met my wife
met a woman
i can end my life with
we trust a child
entrust the future of this tiny island
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3. |
magic
02:46
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Magic
The book with fifty pages left calls you from the shelf.
The picture you haven’t seen in years is waiting in the box
For magic thousands of years old and thousands of years strong
To pick you up, whisk you away to your long forgotten home.
It’s the rainbow that we seek through this storm of the century;
The strength to bridge the gap between the nightmare and the dream.
Like running naked through the rain with your memory in my hand,
Then to lose in grass one day after the sickles came.
Until I wish upon a shooting star on the first truly starry night
this year,
Echoes streak across the sky, flying through the air.
Tally the times that I’ve spent cursed to count the moments I’ve been blessed.
One minute all I can think of and completely gone the next.
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4. |
you know
02:05
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You Know
Lost alone in this forest, you know
Shipwrecked stranded on this island, you know
Last moments on you death bed
You can spend them any way you wish
'Cause you know
You didn't see it
You didn't need it
It just goes to show
When you conceded
And believed it
Away you go
The prince of darkness himself wants to know
The four seasons in turn want to know
Your true love right in front of you
Looks into your eyes and asks if you know
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5. |
we're artists
03:21
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We’re Artists
Draw the lines, fill the space with anything!
That’ll make you feel like doing more than just taking it down.
I’ll go through your garbage and put it up on my wall,
And draw a picture of it just hanging there.
What was it you hated about it? Was it the grease stain?
The pencil pushed so hard that you couldn’t erase it?
Last Saturday I threw a party for a few close friends.
They asked me how you were doing, where you were, I said:
If she was that frog she was doing just fine.
The butterfly seemed to be flying alright.
My star was in the same corner of the night.
The bush was still growing out of the landslide.
She’s there in a pinch when I’m pulling my hair.
Except it’s more of a presence, she’s not really there.
It takes all that I have when I see her in dreams,
Not to run up and touch her before she disappears.
What had I to hate about you?
What was it based on?
The soft words of simple truth
Are sometimes too hard to handle.
But deep in my heart, somewhere in my mind
Waits the will of the wise man,
Holding his tongue and walking the Way.
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6. |
yeah
03:26
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Yeah
On your way, the path to the Sun
The moon will get you only so far
The devil's there waiting alone
But which is the right road
And yeah, you always knew
That this could kill you
Funny how the truth
Can also screw you
Heaven set you up
Hell ripped you off
And now your dreams
Are all you got left
For all the love you've lost
This could be your last
Dip into the water of chance
But on a rock I'll stand
I can love this land
And be the man you think that I am
Banished from a paradise
It's written on the wall
That elegance notwithstanding
You will be the one whose light
In time will make the ink dry
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7. |
forbidden fruit
04:13
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Forbidden Fruit
You ask me how I’m doing today,
Red or yellow, green or blue.
I’m tempted to lie to you,
Tempted to say o.k.
Some people know just where they’re going.
Some people have known for a while.
They remember the choices they faced.
They remember the day they chose.
Should I have listened to you,
And not taken a bite of forbidden fruit?
I was just missing you
When I joined the cult of forbidden fruit.
There was a secret, wasn’t there?
A right and wrong way to know.
Surely I had plenty of time.
Surely I could’ve changed my mind.
You ask me to describe my mood,
Red or yellow, green or blue.
I’m tempted to lie to you,
Tempted to say I’m good.
The book on the table
And a picture of forbidden fruit.
You in the moonlight,
And your hand outstretched
With forbidden fruit.
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8. |
you were right
04:27
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You Were Right
Why are you throwing a fit
Are you having a baby
Did you have a great idea
You now are changing
Tell all the people who came
It was an honest mistake
You'll write over what was erased
You will swallow the rage
But will you ever get used to hearing
Damn, that's a shame
You can enter the kingdom of heaven as a slave
When you walk by we will shit on your name
And when you die we will shit on your grave
Circling up, holding hands
praying our world can change
There's still a lot of green on this planet
And I'm still picking you flowers
I have to toss away
I look at the cracks in the rocks
I can love someone who will never know
The night you said I was a dreamer
You were right, you were right
I'm still drinking the stupid concoctions
So you were right
Feathers I find on the ground
I toss them back into the wind
So they can fly again
Letters I save to fill rainy days
With little beams of light
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9. |
false solomon's seal
03:49
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False Solomon’s Seal
The tiny flowers of false solomon’s seal
Beneath the waning moon,
Say it’s almost time
To meet me on the ridge,
The one where we gazed east.
And if I am not there,
Start the fire, wait for me.
Because you know I’m right behind you.
You know I’m right behind you.
You know that I love you.
I gaze up at a single star
And think of where you are.
I triangulate you, me, and this star.
I know you’re royalty,
And there are big plans for you
That could take you far away
From our mountain range.
But you know I stand behind you.
You know I stand behind you.
You know that I love you.
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10. |
maybe
04:57
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Maybe
What did I do?
What did you do?
How can this be?
So many of those colors
Are still on my clothes.
There were many good memories
Made in those rooms.
It was hard to hear
I’ve never walked in your shoes.
But a thousand miles later,
Who’s not next to you.
Maybe worlds collide,
Maybe they don’t.
Maybe the world will end,
Maybe it won’t.
And maybe…
There’re only so many strikes you get
Before you’ve struck out.
Only so many chances you have
And then you’ve run out.
Feel free to fuck around
Until you fuck up.
Maybe your brand of love’s
Not what they’re after.
Tell me the truth.
What would you do?
If you were me
And I was you?
And tonight you lay your head where I have to,
Retracing the steps I walked away from you.
But all this talk of higher selves
Has got me confused.
Where is the mountain
I climb for this view?
Maybe wrongs do right,
Maybe they don’t.
Maybe our love will mend,
Maybe it won’t.
And maybe…
There’s only so many strikes you get
Before you’ve struck out.
Only so many chances you have
And then you’ve run out.
Feel free to fuck around
Until you fuck up.
Maybe your brand of love’s
Not what they’re after.
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11. |
the magic touch
04:25
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The Magic Touch
Once I had a streak of luck.
I could pick any lock.
I ate their hearts, I saved their brains.
I looked up, what have I done?
What I say they hear as lies.
People stare but avoid my eyes.
Go ahead, take me in!
I will eat your medicine
If that’s all it takes.
I’ve got a story, I’ll write you in,
Though I kind of fucked the beginning.
In the middle’s where we met.
You say you’ll make it to the end
If it’s interesting.
I can see through the writing to the wall,
To the single thought that holds them all.
Times are good and no one weighs
If maybe people still can change
While bleeding.
People line up and wait
But one in a million takes the cake
Engineering their fate
Just one of the millions of mistakes
One of the millions of different ways
Ask the sun to go away.
Curse the moon for making you crazy.
Tell the clouds to rain till you drown.
Wish the fire would burn it down, but will it?
Because drown you could and burn you might!
You can see without the light.
But like the pale blue creeping in,
Madness takes everyone regardless.
How I think that things will go
Is not usually how they do.
What I really want to know,
Is not what I ever get to get around to.
When all those rooms are turning blue,
You don’t recognize your home.
All the things you thought you knew,
Are flying out the window
For somewhere else.
Once I had the magic touch.
I could rob any bank.
I kept my cool, I watched their hands,
But I looked up and saw their faces
And it changed me.
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