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Hey, to Clear the Air
03:33
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Daughters of nowhere, half the time
"It's been a good long while, had a home of mine"
Pay em in dinner and rye, and lies sometimes
I've lived life once or twice, once or twice
Gonna head out west, for weeks too long
Tryin' to find the love you knew all along
Running from the one you thought brought you down
Girl, the sun rises east if you turn around, turn around
Heartbreaker was right, bout that wind tonight
Georgia's right, I gotta say
What's a fleet worth, when the water ain't
Woke this morning, a left of shame
Wish this town had caused the blame
Heartbreaker was right, bout that wind tonight.
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2. |
Fall Back
02:39
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Fall back
You in your new dress
Curse that,
it's gonna be a big mess
Go find yourself a devil
Knee-deep in the details
Still waxing on your theory: "We're all the same"
Fall back
Where'd you get that silly little notion we're all the same?
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3. |
Break Your Heart
03:06
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I'm still two weeks from everywhere
You fly a flag, says you don't care
I'll break your heart just for the taste
You right my wrongs when I see your face
You're not here when you're with your trouble
You're not here and who's to blame?
I'm still two weeks from everywhere
You fly your flag, says you don't care
I'll break your heart just for the taste
You right my wrongs when I see your face
You're not here when you're with your trouble
You're not here and who's to blame?
You're out pointing fingers
And I'm stuck out in space
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4. |
Waves (Revisited)
04:04
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Well, it's as simple as a secret to the setting sun
About as calm as the finger on your loaded gun
Thirsty as a devil or a cactus bud
She comes down to raid the town
Watch the night run
I could use a wave to wash me out
Watch me from your tower in the pale blue sky
You're posted like a raven without wings to fly
The face in the mountain's got nothing to say
He keeps his eyes on the prize of another day
I could use a wave to wash me out
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5. |
Plains (Revisited)
03:32
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You can hold a barrel to my back
And I'll walk thirty paces towards
Any given sunset
You can take the fire from my lungs
But you'll only spit it back out
We're hungry
We're tired
Tired eyes under cover of the moonlight
We're hurting
Lord, that's for certain
Ousted from the flatlands
Soaking up the moonlight
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6. |
Such a Rush
03:41
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Tortured is the soul who waits to long
Blessed is the one who bears the burden
I was urged to write a bit of this down
Point your pins near my personality
Waste your water on the fire I keep lit inside of me
How am I suppose to keep it all down?
I'm in such a rush
My mind is catching up to me
I'm in such a rush to take my time
The sun was going down
I've never seen the clouds burn so bright
Well something's going down
Take a ride, ease the clutter
Take a ride, come on and make sense of it all
Take the ride
I'm in such a rush
My mind is catching up to me
I'm in such a rush to take my time
Setting out, rolling heavy on the highway
Getting lost, taking any chance we can find
Tomorrow, we'll all be so fine
These roads we take ain't sacred
Their lines are mapped out all so square
These skies are all we have to share
I'm in such a rush
My mind is catching up to me
I'm in such a rush to take my time
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7. |
Waiting Around to Die
02:58
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Sometimes I don't know where this dirty road is taking me
Sometimes I don't even see the reason why
I guess I keep on gamblin', lots of booze and lots of ramblin'
It's easier than just a-waitin' 'round to die
One-time friends I had a ma, I even had a pa
He beat her with a belt once 'cause she cried
She told him to take care of me, she headed down to Tennessee
Oh where I'm waitin' 'round to die
Now I'm out of prison, I got me a friend at last
He don't drink, cheat or smoke or lie
His name's Codeine, he's the nicest thing I've seen
Together we're gonna wait around and die
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8. |
Evils
03:47
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Is it the mild-mannered medicine that's getting you down?
Or the sorry simple subjects trashing their hometown?
Your morals never mattered till you through em out loud
My hands won't stop from shaking, all these evils around
Modern maps don't chart em like the triangle found
or walls they built to keep out all them animal sounds
Save us from our saviors, their batons raining down
My head just keeps on spinning, all these evils around
But how you let us in when most wouldn't offer?
How you kept us honest when most wouldn't bother?
How you let us in when most wouldn't offer?
How you kept us honest when them evils never bothered?
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9. |
Nightfall
02:21
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Hey there Nightfall, pour me some wine
I heard you laughing through the hill and the pine
You come on soft and make your way
Down the river with yesterday
Hey there Nightfall, pour me some wine
I'm so sick of fighting this old head of mine
Well I could fill you with stories till rise & shine
So hey now Nightfall, won't you spend some time?
Hey there Nightfall, pour that wine
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