1. |
Moon
05:46
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They will come for you
They will cover you now
Among the starts so intricately
Balanced in the sky
if they find you here
If they see you running
They'll chase you down and take you round
To wallow in the moon
A long time ago...
Citizen's arrest
Can we stop and rest here?
The colored tape and drinking games
Have relicized us all
Run until you drop
Smile till you stop
As you now fall to ground
In laughter and awe
A long time ago...
You know, you know
You know
Any time you know you know,
You know
No apologies
Only you and me
As all around us grey leaves fall
And swallow up the world
Polarized by thought
Struggle to be sought
I turn to you and hear you say
"You fight for what you've got"
A long time ago.....
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2. |
Sleepless, Inspired
02:21
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They say some people come as blessings
Some as lessons
Are you a blessing or a lesson?
Waited so long
And for my own good
Slept alone
And though I'm sleepless I'm inspired
Write it down
Could you help me to remember?
Write it down
For your own good
Write it down
The cold light washes over everything
Told the sun to
Go away
Away
Pulled out all the stops
Sold the car
Snatched another day right out under your feet
See what happens when you notice
It's gone
And I'm sorry
But it's gone
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3. |
Promenade
03:15
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4. |
Used to Be
03:15
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And one day we find ourselves talkin bout the way things
Used to be
Look up at the birds and at the sky, and I remember
How you feel
But what I can't recall
The way you used to see
I find myself alone in a room
With your apology
Pompous intellectuals have documents and transcripts
Of our words
But pages upon pages of our drivel gets us nowhere
Makes us worse
I'd like to make amends
You're doing better now, I hear
But I'm sick of your demands, why should I care?
You just crash and burn
And burn
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5. |
Houses
05:02
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I could tear houses apart
Almost right from the start
Honey bun listen to me
Stand up and get off your knees
Each every day, turn your heart off
And each day and night, I'm turnin you off
But how will I know hatred from love
When all that I feel comes from above?
I could turn cities to ground
Tree falls, does it make a sound?
Make something out of these words
And you'll arrive first, second, third
Each every day, turn your heart off
And each day and night, I'm turnin you off
But how will I know hatred from love
When all that I feel comes from above?
Bury your feet in the sand
And wash it away
This wasn't the plan
Not what we had in mind
If you're not okay
Send up the smoke
Turn them away
Each every day, turn your heart off
And each day and night, I'm turnin you off
But how will I know hatred from love
When all that I feel comes from above?
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6. |
A Hundred
01:58
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A hundred died away
Down in the deep blue sea
Old mix and paper cups
Laid out by you and me
The forest calls my name
I want to run away
From responsibilities
Sorting the things that stayed
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I see a yeti
Yeti, yeti
Yeti
Thinking of you
My dear
No one told me
It was like that
Nothing warrants acting
Like that
Aoooooo....
Off and on, the way you appear
Sold so much of my courage to get here
Off and on, and off and on
Till we find a place we belong
Where we belong
Where do we belong?
Nothing ever happens
When you're around
Struggled silence lingers
Hangs around
Feeling fingers grab mine
We're alone
But for thousands of them
Doubts in the room
Aoooooo....
Off and on, the way you appear
Sold so much of my courage to get here
Off and on, and off and on
Till we find a place we belong
Where we belong
Where do we belong?
Aoooooooo....
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Arbo Purchase, New York
Josh Arbo
I like lush sounds.
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