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Day One
04:02
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Baby blue skies
A breeze rakes through your window
You slept in late
No troubles beyond your garden gate
Until now
This is day one
Day one
Sunday afternoon
It's your spring cleaning
The lawn outside
Reflects your eyes
Unnamed and soon to be tamed
This is day one
Day one
Already you're failing to do
What you set out to
You lied to yourself
That you'd stay true
Solitary preeners
Rest upon the lines that frame the sky
The sky that tells the time
The time that's in the clouds
Clouds blown by the wind
The wind which rocks the trees
Shaking down their leaves
Now they're green again
And I just wish
That I could stay and watch
The air that's the dust
From bricks under my feet
The bricks that line the street
That goes on forever
Like the sound of the motor
Always lingers is never pure
But I'm not in church
This is day one
Day one
D-d-d-day one
This is day one
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Time rolls faster than you have ever wished for it
Now I'm standing outside your door waiting
For your ocean blues
The plane flies higher than you have ever wished for it
Now I'm crying over it on the
Edge of the precipace
Here it comes
The morning sun
Don't even blink your gun
You'll be gone
Cruising in your car of bliss and it's everything
That you've ever dreamed of but you're
Waiting for your dove
Shaken like you are the last leaf upon the tree
Because despite it all you have
Fought the urge to fall
Here it comes
The dust in your lungs
All your thoughts of fun
Will be gone
Running up and down trying to get off the merry go round
This itching that you feel you
Never wanted it
And time rolls faster than you have ever wished for it
Now I'm standing outside your door waiting
For your ocean blues
The deed is done
In the setting sun
Your life goes by in the blink of an eye
And you'll be gone
You'll be gone
You'll be gone
Don't even blink your gun
You'll be gone
All your thoughts of fun
You'll be gone
In the morning sun
You'll be gone
Not the only one but
You'll be gone
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So you ride into town
And you're wearing the crown
It's alright here
And I'm sitting inside
With my nose to the hide
I am quite clear
Better me not you
And please don't let these things that I have said
Turn out to be true
Now you turn in your robes
And you circle the globe
Like an airplane
I blink out the night
As I scream through the blind
I'm a freight train
Better me not you
And please don't let these things that I have said
Turn out to be true
And please don't let these things that I have said
Turn out to be true
Better me not you
And please don't let these things that I have said
Turn out to be true
Turn out to be true
Turn out to be true
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Magnolia Season
01:51
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A new apartment house
Decorated with young people
Done up in simple clothes
For they are pure
But they were not ready
For this test of faith
The wind scattered the white noise
Now they are lifeless toys
And I can't put a finger on it
And I can't put a finger on it
And I can't put a finger on it
And I can't put a finger on it
And I can't put a finger on it
And I can't put a finger on it
I can't decide whether I like
The branches bare
It makes me cry to know
Their pedals are torn off
At least their souls will fly
For about 16 seconds
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Trashing roses like table salt
Now here's your tray of remains
Riding bikes to orchid street
To shoot soda at passing trains
In this way the children behave
The confectionary awaits
Bobby Burns will dance again
Cause he's got rhythm unlike old Edgar
Business men in the ice cream parlor
Lest they seem to lose taste
Every side of main street's gone
Boarded up with such haste
So it seems in the southeast sector
The bricks grew bitter they lost their sweet
All we have are these chewed up gravestones
And little moments when we can cry
All we want is a memory
But all get is a cemetery
All we need is a little time
All we receive is a soda sign
All we want is a memory
But all get is a cemetery
All we need is a little time
All we receive is a soda sign
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6. |
Army of Frowns
03:09
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Rent me a fortunate
Or just get me out of here
Tell me it's all gonna fail
Or at least consent
Show me the clowns who call themselves kings
Tell them to join the army of frowns
Shoot me down if I do it all wrong
Tell me to join the masses in class
Spin me in my roller skates
Just stare that way, yeah
Force me to believe what you might
Or at least agree and go
Show me the clowns who call themselves kings
Tell them to join the army of frowns
Shoot me down if I do it all wrong
Tell me to join the masses in class
Pinch me if I'm awake
Let me sleep if I am
Kick me in the nose
Make me laugh, show me you can
Show me the clowns who call themselves kings
Tell them to join the army of frowns
Shoot me down if I do it all wrong
Tell me to join the masses in class
Show me the clowns who call themselves kings
Tell them to join the army of frowns
Shoot me down if I do it all wrong
Tell me to join the masses in class
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7. |
The Lighthouse Keeper
04:30
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The lighthouse keeper he knows he is ignored
He walks along the gravel shore
He stumbles across the floor
The only thing he feels in the wind
Throwing it all back at him
Boxing his sorrow in
The mountains they dissolve and form again
The ripples they carry talk
Of a far off land
The lights of town just wink on and off
And oh the people they'll scoff
As the lighthouse keeper he talks to nobody
Trapped just like a bird in a cage
Can't they see he's not a canary
They threw him on the stage
With all the rules and the role he must play
Told him all the words he must say
And how he should pray
Here he must stay
Locked in the lighthouse of misery bay
A lone piece of clay he stands on the wall
Sculpted to catch any man
If he should fall
But the lighthouse keeper has no one guiding him
It all boils over the brim
With a gust of wind
He shatters in midair
And he hits the surf
With a silent heart
And a lifeless stare
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Colours of Every Shade
01:04
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Colors of every shade
Are dancing through my brain
Where the laughter remains
But you can't immitate
What you can't emulate
Clouds of every gray
Overcast my day
Cancel the parade
But the can't immitate
What you can't emulate
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9. |
Easter Island Song
03:51
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So you say all the thoughts a man will ever think
Drift his way from the stream where he stoops to drink
Progress is just a signature on a bill
And you claim nothing’s changed and nothing ever will
Here they stand marking where man has had to pay
Seems they could never find content in any other way
A barren rock scarred this way by careless grasping hands
Forced to comply to all of their demands
Here on Easter Island
The stones just sit in silence
They’ve been cursed to think and worry
By the hands of who aren’t sorry
For the change they’ve brought
To whispers of the world
Now I stare into a lie carried on a breeze
In the glare of concrete my thoughts can’t flow with ease
I’ll never again hear music boxes decorate the sky
The storms with names they win and no one knows why
Here on Easter Island
The stones just sit in silence
They’ve been cursed to think and worry
By the hands of who aren’t sorry
For the change they’ve brought
To whispers of the world
Wouldn’t you like to know
Where to run where to go
Laughing from up in the air
The shakey wings of a lonely crow
Smoke in the sky
Because they drained these mountains dry
Peabody you know it’s true
Easter Island surrounds you
Here in these forgotten hills
They left us dust and took their drills
To another hole that holds
The gold they seek but I’ve been told
We’ve been cursed to stain the soil
Easter Island we shall spoil
All that shall remain
Our faces etched into the stones
Even they will fade with time
And heaven’s tears like rain
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Patches Sue
01:36
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Patches Sue
She's loose again
Nothing could contain her
The doors could never chain her
Patches Sue
At the window pane
Watching the world outside
Until the month of May will pass her by
The loose ends of another trail of yarn
Patches Sue
She'll flip a dime
Under the rag rug
Rag rug in the kitchen
Patches Sue
She's done her time
Watching the world outside
Until the month of May will pass her by
The loose ends of another trail of yarn
Patches Sue
Among the ferns
A calico tiger in her
Garden jungle
Patches Sue
Behind the curtain
D
A
Y
D
R
E
A
M
I
N
G
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He cannot fly
This is nowhere
He sings his song but no one hears
He tilts his head
Towards the dirt
Lashes out attacks the earth
The same soul
A different mind
With many years gone by
Shrunken down to size
You look in his eyes
And he’s afraid of you
He knows who you are and what you’ll do
He hopes he never sees you again
He cannot fly
This is nowhere
He breathes in the lifeless air
He chokes and dies
Now we’re all
Scared
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Growing up and living once
And all I want to do is love
When all I get to do is complain
No one knows my numbers or my name
Now maybe I'm on a roll
Out on the grass
With my eyes tilted up
Tracing paths right through the sky
When the rain comes dancing down
In the springtime, in the meantime
Now summer's gone and passed me by
So sit inside, on the phone
Now it's so clear to me
That I won't know everything
And maybe that's okay
Maybe that's alright
I think I'm finally ready
Ready to feel just fine
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