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24
03:20
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You’re twenty-four
How could you be so sure
You’ll never lose your wonder?
Bury me
Bury me in a pile of pine
(live version - not in studio version)
Before I lose my head from the words that I left with you
With you
I’ve been an island
Long before I was born
You hear an angel but I’m torn
It’s getting real hard to love myself
In the night I’m trouble
In the day I’m gone
It’s getting real hard to know myself
In the night I’m trouble
In the day I’m gone
In the day I’m gone
And I’m seeing ghosts
Every time I move my eyes
To keep from staring at you
Hurdle me
Hurdle me into the godless sky
Before I lose my head from your words on repeat
They scream
“You never supported me”
But I’ve been a dreamer long before the north bridge
You see a star unhinged
It’s getting real hard to love myself
In the night I’m trouble
In the day I’m gone
It’s getting real hard to know myself
In the night I’m trouble
In the day I’m gone
In the day I’m gone
It’s getting real hard to love myself
In the night I’m trouble
In the day I’m gone
Real hard to love the self
In the night you’re trouble
In the day you’re gone
In the day you’re gone
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2. |
God's Silverteeth
04:54
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I have lost a bargain
I have lost my mind
Running stacks off the tracks
Ooh of a radio wire
She was made from a working light
She dug it out of you
Came like rain
Came like a sliver
God came with teeth dripping in silver
In the flat plains I’ll lay all day
Dreaming this life lets you forget your pain
I’ll cut the tongues from the voices in your ear
They best keep their god near
You can’t possibly plant seeds
If you owe someone some money
Nails take the warmth from my brow
And tell me who is your god now?
And if these lines could catch sails
To be hung and put back again
If you lay a palm on my daughter
You think your god
Should let you keep your fingers?
In the flat plains I’ll lay all day
Dreaming this life lets you forget your pain
I’ll cut the tongues from the voices in your ear
They best keep their god
In the flat plains I’ll lay all day
Dreaming this life let’s you forget your pain
I’ll cut the tongues from the voices in your ear
They best keep their god
They best keep their god
She was made from a working light
Near
Came like rain
Came like a sliver
God came with teeth
Dripping in silver
Near
She found a piece of you here
Foggy clouds of silken tears
Like a child seeks a honeydew
God’s silver teeth
Should’ve ate you
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3. |
Tightrope Walker
03:16
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Heard the letter fall into the mailbox at dawn
Saw the tire tracks and knew that you’d already gone
Gazed upon the envelope stamped twice with a loon
Ripped open the wax that held a tent under the waning moon
Tightrope Walker
Tightrope Walker
You are young
And you won’t be getting younger
Heard the phone screaming like a flame unto a moth
Waited til the last ring
I know that ticks you off
Loneliness is brimming
A cold glass of grenadine
You said, “called to see if you would join the circus tonight
come with me
I know that was always your dream”
Tightrope Walker
Tightrope Walker
You are young
And you won’t be getting younger
No
No no
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