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Old Man
03:37
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From the top of a hill
In the terrible rain
Hoping for shelter
I find a cave
From my hiding place
I turn and look
Back toward the summit
Where I once reigned
I will not forget you when you're gone
I will not forsake the prize I've won
Still do all good things fall part?
(My playful hearts is an old man
Sitting on his porch and dozing off)
From the top of a hill
In the terrible rain
She gazes downward
Her thoughts go outward
She says
"I am a ghost, I am grain
You will find me
Some other place
I will not replace you when you're gone
I will be your helper when you're lost"
Still do all good things fall apart?
(My playful heart is an old man
Sitting on his porch and dozing off)
I will celebrate you when you're gone
I will ne'er forget the prize I've won
Still do all good things fall apart?
(My playful heart is an old man
Sitting on his porch and dozing off)
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2. |
Honey
03:01
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She was a perfect shape
Brought up in a perfect place
Spoke only gentle words
Had no need for selfish turns
I had an early wreck
She found me a tattered mess
She dressed all my open wounds
She fixed all my broken tunes
Yes I found a taste of love
And it was a honey upon my tongue
Yes I traveled all the world
But all my pursuits left me unfulfilled
Still she’s so close I can smell her skin
We were a desperate scene
So deep in each other’s dreams
Dead to the things we’d learned
Bond to the rocks we’d turn
Yes I found a taste of love
And it was a honey upon my tongue
Yes II traveled all the world
But all my pursuits left me unfulfilled
Still she’s so close I can smell her skin
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3. |
Orange and Red
03:34
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She was on the fire side at sundown
Told me she was not herself in my town
Her eyes glowed all orange and red
Of fairy tales for which she dearly longed
Through the winter in her heart, she left me
Said that she could see the cloth unraveling
Said she was moving on
And taking with her all she’d given away
I am on my head now
There’s sorrow in my chest
I’m looking for a way
I’d have given you your best
But I have won no trophy
I have passed no test
And you’re gone, you’re gone, you’re gone, ya you are gone
She was on the pendulum and wondering
‘Bout the pace her tired heart was keeping
So I kissed her on her cheek
And washed her feet before she took her leave
I am on my head now
There’s sorrow in my chest
I’m looking for a way
I’d have given you your best
But I have won no trophy
I have passed no test
And you’re gone, you’re gone, you’re gone, ya you are gone
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4. |
Let it Go
03:10
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Boy, what has become you?
Is your heart full up with pain?
Suppose love is a time bomb
In your bedroom while you sleep
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Boy, love is a dull throb
In your gut are you ashamed?
I, I have been gone long
In your sorrow have you remained?
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
And the one is left
His eyes dim and reckless
And the cycle is set
And may not soon release
(Through the valley he wanders on
Still she waits upon the hill
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5. |
Bulldogs
04:19
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She was on the porch
Yellin’ through the door
Said “You’re just a boy
Outnumbered in a war!”
She stared at the sun
Let it kiss her eyes
Said “There’s something more
Buried in the light”
She said “You’re running from police
In the safety of your living room
Look at your shaking knees!
What terrors have you witnessed?
You’ve unshakable belief
In bulldogs without teeth
So come down to the river and get in!”
Dreamt I was in a marathon
Drawing near the finish line
Afraid my fickle heart would boast
I slowed my winner’s pace a while
She saw me through ancient eyes
Saw in me a den of lies
Said “Is God’s heart to muzzle kings?
Boy, get up and take your things!”
She said “You’re running from police
In the safety of your living room
Look at your shaking knees!
What terrors have you witnessed?
You’ve unshakable belief
In bulldogs without teeth
So come down to the river and get in!”
Strike no holy bell
It fills up my ears with a sound so shrill
For all is full of love
Even on the edge when you cannot jump
I will jump
Again
(Yes, again)
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6. |
Siren
03:01
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On a cool summer night
She looked at me and smiled
Said “You’re gettin’ under my skin”
She said “There’s seedlings in the breeze
They float past you and me
Now aren’t you tired of the same old thing?”
Oh hope is like a siren
Calls us out to raging sees
You know my heart is prone to wanderin’
So let it begin
Lost in perfect loss of speech
I looked at her intrigued
Wonderin’ if she’d do me right
Compelled by my own destiny
And the perfectness I’d seen
Became so tired of the same old thing
Oh hope is like a siren
Calls us out to raging seas
You know my heart is prone to wanderin’
So let it begin
Let it begin
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Flicker
03:04
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In the morn she stoops down over me and whispers
“The oil in my lamp has reduced, oh so fast, to a flicker
So boy come down and take your crown
Surely you cannot hide forever”
In my shame I oh so quietly resist her
Say “Oh my sweet maid, I’ve got business on the hill, and cannot linger
But oh how I wish you would call my bluff
How I’d love to stay and express my love”
She grows tall like a hunter with a bow in the winter
Says “Boy, don’t you know I could never look upon you with anger?”
So she kisses my face and she gives me grace and she knows my name
Ya she kisses my face and she gives me grace and she knows my name
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8. |
Love, Love, Love
04:18
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Love, Love, Love
Love, Love, Love
She’s a ghost, she’s a pin, buttoned on my coat
Love, Love, Love
Love, Love, Love
I’m at the sink
Hand’s o’r the drain
Watching you move
‘Fore me royal seats
And carriages with queens
But all I do is a dream
So take me through
Take me past
Take me in
Love, Love, Love
Love, Love, Love
I have no coat and nothing to boast
But still I’m full
Scattered in the yard
Toys and tools of ours
Fill our lonely hearts
So take us through
Take us past
Take us in
Love, Love, Love
Love, Love, Love
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9. |
The Garden
03:13
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She has no reservations in being known
Her eyes, so full of longing, her face glows
And in the garden, she waits alone
She shows no hesitation, no repulse
Always she is patient, and full of hope
And down the canyon, lowers a rope
Because she moves through the places in the room
And I grow younger when she whispers to me truth
That there is art in the secrets of the heart
That there is newness in the turning…
Sweetheart, pull me under until I float
Leave me ‘neath the sun and let me soak
And I will stoop so low
With all I hide exposed
And she will aim her bow
And strike me through the air
Because she moves through the places in the room
And I grow younger when she whispers to me truth
That there is art in the secrets of the heart
That there is newness in the turning,
The turning of the fool
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The Greenest Lawn
03:54
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She draws little moments from the air outside her head
She runs and she throws them like kites out o’r the edge
She shows no emotion
Just parts her lips and speaks
Woe is me, I am a wreck to behold
The day it scorns me
And I am alone
She walks on the greenest lawn and laughs while children play
She steals perfect blades of grass and throws them ‘gainst the breeze
She shows no emotion, just parts her lips and prays
Woe is me, I am a wreck to behold
God, destroy me
So I can go home
“I am, my will, I will not recede
Gently pressing, waiting for release
Pull me, strike me, mock the words I speak
I am only, will be only”
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