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Desperate Man
04:47
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Wake up, your eyelids unreel from a dream scenario
Wanderin' awake across the volatile island you've made your home
I keep sneaking peeks at elemental blazin's that won't quite take a hold
the bumbling breeze is leaving me now, bones are vibrating to the blue sound, in with new, out with old
lift up my lid, pour your light in right
Hey, I'm just a desperate man, all pent up inside
Whenever some eyes glow in the dark, I'm on it, all, alright
Say, you're just a desperate man, trapped beneath the tide
An American idol, in outer space, stole the Mercury prize
Break up the stone bricks that make up the castle you keep her in
Tossing them away into the darkest parts of the shadows won't keep them hid
I was under the impression that what I said was what i did
Now I'm moving to the feelings that flow and spinning 'round the celestial, front flip, back flip, side flip
i'm inviting your night light in waves
Hey, I'm just a desperate man, all pent up inside
Whenever some eyes glow in the dark, I'm on it, all, alright
Say, you're just a desperate man, trapped beneath the tide
Skipped the recital to break the vase, antaga-protagonize
Oh, in another time, i had a hard time getting by
now i'm set for soaring' skywards, gotta live it up a little, find some peace of mind
Oh, hey, I know I'm changing, maybe I'm goin' crazy
Look at that, it's just in range, for savin', mine for the takin'
Hey, I'm just a desperate man, all pent up inside
Whenever some eyes glow in the dark, I'm on it, all, alright
Say, you're just a desperate man, trapped beneath the tide
Stop sitting idle, resume the chase, do you not realize? Realize.
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Fog Chaser
02:45
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Well, the girl who cries coyote practices her karaoke at the neighbors’ adjac’
And I’m swiping that aioli for my breakfast, oh so holy, before starting my day
Birds of feather flock together, we’ll write songs and lots of letters
‘Til we’re pushing alright
Searching for a jacket denim to keep warm for future weather, it ain’t lookin’ too bright
Alright,
Keep the very in sight
Hang tight
Gonna be a late night
Now I’m sipping that fog chaser on the back porch with Jose irked on some matters mundane
I play “History Eraser”, Courtney’s words sink in like razors that’ll cut when you shave
Yeah, I swear I went to college, got more loans than I do knowledge, and I’m fixing to pay
In the sun I felt a dot itch, then I stepped off of a tall ridge, and said “hey, I’m okay”
Alright,
Gonna be a late night
Hang tight
Keep the very in sight
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3. |
Lady of the Mountains
04:25
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I'm writing hits, you're writing hits, look at us go, we're at it again
I melt your frostbitten ears with the songs that I send
You keep me cool, give me chills, with the songs that you send
This is the beginning of something big
When you get to feelin' like you're goin' nowhere
Don't you forget we left a light on somewhere
When you think your heart is filled with next to nothing
You gotta know I think you're really somethin'
You're the lady of the mountains, all on your own
You're the lady of the mountains, you're of your own
You're not the worst, you quench a thirst, I didn't even know I had
I know you've got an open ear, to hear what's in my head
It's such a sound, I'll be around, to hear what's in your head
Go on and fill me in, I'm listenin'
When you get to feelin' like you're goin' nowhere
Don't you forget we left a light on somewhere
When you feel your heart is filled with next to nothing
You gotta know I think you're really somethin'
You're the lady of the mountains, all on your own
You're the lady of the mountains, you're of your own
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4. |
High Low
03:49
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There’s a lady waiting for the elevator on the phone
She says she’s got a new job, she can pay the rent all on her own
I’m sittin’ on a bench, alone, dragging on a smoke
Well, that’s just the way these things go
Before you get high, you get low
So pick yourself up off the floor
The suit man is approaching, he’s telling me a joke
No, I don’t find it amusing, when you insult my soul
I’ve got my way of living, so stay out of my zone
Well, that’s just the way these things go
Before you get high, you gotta get low
So push yourself off the wall and go
Nobody knows nothing
So stop pretending like you don’t know something’s been up
I’d die for my loving
You drop your ink into my papery cup
Or cuts
Oh my God, feeling’s hard
La la la, feeling’s hard
The bringer of iced coffee makes my smile grow
I love to make her laugh, whoa, she’s got a certain glow
But I doubt I’ve got a chance, oh no, I’m hung up on high hopes
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5. |
Water Left
04:36
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They move, I rest, I’m stuck out west
In a turtle shell on the floor
I must confess, you are a pest
I hope an earthquake swallows your head
I’ve got a boss who sticks like moss
Weighs me down with eyes of lead
Hey, applesauce, I forgot to floss
And it’s cool that you don’t care either way
Somewhere off on the horizon
They still got water left
So I better get to finding
A map and sturdy raft
I wouldn’t have to close my eyes if
If I did more than I dreamt
I could canonize the silence that lives
In moments that give
Feelings blessed
The stucco sticks to air so thick
With smog, but I ain’t chokin’ yet
I like the way you coffee me
When I’m livin’ brightly and away
My cannonball don’t weigh much at all
But know damn well, it breaks what it hits
In the parking stall I made a call
To lift my spirits a bit
Somewhere off on the horizon
They still got water left
So I better get to finding
A map and sturdy raft
I wouldn’t have to close my eyes if
If I did more than I dreamt
I could canonize the silence that lives
In moments that give
Feelings blessed
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Free Prayer
04:34
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Strutting across the parking lot stocked from Rubio’s
To the Best Buy, I cruise the floor
Looks like they don’t stock cassette tapes on the shelves anymore
It’s really messing with my mojo
Hop in the car, Highway 61 hot on the stereo
I’m feeling things I’ve never felt to this before
Gas station pit stop for a fresh pack of Marlboros
Back to The Springs to record
Well, look at that sign there
Advertising free prayer
I just sit and stare
What does it mean?
Beats me
Out of sight ain’t out of mind today
Hung up on broken friendships of yesteryear
You’re not welcome around here
Yet I know it’s just some hypochondrilogical fear
I sweat over who/what I don’t hold dear
Do I say, “Hey man, pass me another beer?”
Or focus on my budding career?
It’s so hard being a human being in the 21st century
Oh, definitely
Look at that sign there
Advertising free prayer
I just sit and stare
What does it mean?
Beats me
Out of sight ain’t out of mind today
How you livin’?
In a crooked or a straight line?
Where you movin’?
To the mountains or the seaside?
Say you’re losin’,
Least you’re trying, I know I’m trying
To spray paint gold those relics painted old
Away
Look at that sign there
Advertising free prayer
I just sit and stare
What does it mean?
Beats me
Out of sight ain’t out of mind today
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7. |
Concrete Shoes
04:45
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Speeding down the highway to work at 6AM
It's cigarettes and an apple for breakfast again
I've cut out the apples since I don't know when
Now I'm coughin' it out more than I breathe it in
I don't take the elevator down anymore
'Cause I'm always late and I don't wanna wait on the 4th floor
Clock in and turn off me for awhile
Try to hide my hate behind my smile
Ooooo well sometimes I get down
And it's so hard to get back up
Ooooo well thanks for sticking around
When I get hung up on feeling stuck
Open up a ketchup can and leave on the lid
Suit man says that's an accident waiting to happen, so let it
Today's prize was a free burger and eight dollars in tips,
A live video transmission of my love licking her lips
I got those concrete shoes, I got those cement blues
Don't wanna spend another summer in the southern California suburbs
Was I born to lose or did I hit the snooze
And forget to take my finger off the button?
Ooooo well sometimes I get down
And it's so hard to get back up
Ooooo well thanks for sticking around
When I get hung up on feeling stuck
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Brain Meter Sporadically
04:30
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Maybe all my pain can decompose, just like the peels we throw
There something grows, I hope it grows here
I grabbed your pack and pulled you back from the road,
Now you know your preservation's made its way on my list
You struck me deep, I dig your presence, just like a present
Go on, spin Cyclops Reap, give it a listen, get out the kitchen
This broken car don't beep, dig what you present, keeps me in the present
This mountain ain't too steep, from death you risen, it's such a cinch and…
Polish silverware and garnish them oats,
Whatever's close to letting me forget all about it
Parking garage, fourth floor, lit up a smoke,
Watched you go, brain meter sporadically between healthy and sick
You struck me deep, I dig your presence, just like a present
Go on, spin Cyclops Reap, give it a listen, get out the kitchen
This broken car don't beep, dig what you present, keeps me in the present
This mountain ain't too steep, from death you risen, it's such a cinch and…
These tender heartstrings really take a toll,
Please excuse me while I lose control of my feelings,
Sometimes it gets out of hand
I made a bed and called it rock n' roll,
Laid down in it and I found my soul. I found a reason
To make it through the night
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Ladle
04:28
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We keep our roses on the table
Right next to clutchin' hands, emptied bottles and cups
Once topped off,
Now we're topped off
And now we're ready, willing, able
We've got our gloves and hats, I know where your shirt's at
I like that.
We leave our boots out on the mat
I don't mind filling up your glass
These are my eyes, these are your eyes, they match
My love is proved on your windowsill
It fits the bill
We'll make museums out of mills
And now the horse is out the stable
Watch it race around the track. See it relax.
These reins have slack,
And you know I've got your back
"That's not a spoon, it is a ladle"
And we dip it fast, into moonbound vats
Which we track,
We've got such a knack
The highway signs, go flying past
I'll be your eyes, you'll be my eyes, unlost and latched
Your love is proved on your windowsill
Hugging radio signals
We'll make museums out of mills
We keep our roses on the table
And our feet on the ground...
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