1. |
Kitchen
03:33
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I need to rely on my notebooks now
need to get it down when i'm down
listen up when i'm up
chase my words around
chase my joy
whether to-words you
or away from you boy
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
I'm sitting in a haze
mess of my best friend's kitchen
i am comfortable in it (yeah)
Ry, her child
is spinning from the ceiling
we are circuses and recycled art
trash picked into beautiful
there's a kettle of knowledge
on the stove
it knows that we go where warmth goes
and i'm about to go
Nah nah nah nah nah nah
But my whistle gets so hot
which makes me get all fired up
which makes you want to fuck me
but oh-so-hard to love me
through the bridge of this
I'm sitting in a haze
mess of my best friend's kitchen
i am comfortable in it (yeah)
Our love had been the ocean to me
now you're swimming off in her sea
you crossed it to get away from me
changed your name
found your fame
and took back your ring
it's a cloudy day
and the sun is making its way
back to me
it's a beautiful walk
it was true and all talk
it's all booze and trash
as you would say in your language
you're a tattoo stashed
under my eye bag
nah nah nah nah nah nah
ooh--i'm settling
getting my feathers back together-ing
it took a minute or so
to remind me who i was
i'm not a ring
i am more for sing
all earth shakes
all earth shakes
and i was shaken
oh i was shaken
there's a highway between us
i'm about to get on it
feel the plate shift tectonic
and go
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2. |
Lost You
04:00
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What if I lost you
what if the tide came in
and washed away
all of our footprints
What if this is us--left
because that's the way we turned
and then no going back
that's cruel and that's fact
there's heavy in back
and that's you
and that's that
What if love doesn't multiply
it just subtracts?
Scratches its fear on my face
and marks me like that
leaves trails of seasons
but nothing to replace
leaves fallen
veins collapse
leave me something sweet love
leave me something sweet love
a house that doesn't shake
a mouth that doesn't fake
a shout that doesn't make
a house that doesn't shake
a mouth that doesn't fake
a shell that doesn't break
these are the things i need
Now it's raining on my roof
and a train goes by like truth
loud, then off to distance
Am I always chasing down a track
trying not to, but always looking back
all hands all heavy with attack
and what I lack
and that's you
and that's that
There's no going back
that's cruel and that's fact
there's heavy in back
and that's you
and that's that
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3. |
Open Up
03:45
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There's lightning
across the yard
it's brewing like i am
it makes me mad
when you don't just
speak up
crickets fight
the train sounds
and thunder
wins it all
the whole sky's
about to open up
and so am I
The rain is getting harder
and the wind picks up speed
you can hold a lot of things
but you can't hold me
the whole sky's
about to open up
and so am I
Now I see
all the house-lights go up
you're about to turn it all off
it's just like she says,
"the spirit is law"
so I'll hold fast to the mother
she turns me around
I'll hold fast to the mother
she turns us all around
hold fast to the mother
she turns us around
hold fast to the mother
she turns us around
the whole sky's
about to open up
and so am I
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4. |
Blasted!
05:01
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at some point, shit happens
that makes a result permanent
there was no going back
no coming home from Germany
the war there was too close, too heavy
and had poured its pain into my bones
Now I'm Blasted!
standing in awe
of the fireworks of you
it was forecasted
to be ash to ash
and dust to dust
about to get burned
in the battle of us
You say I tell stories to myself
what else could I do?
I was sore, sure--the leaves had left
no trace of you
I won't cry anymore
that salt hurts
and it's just thirst
I'll just add another scar to my belt
promise myself to never forget how this felt
Now I'm un-Masted!
caught in the storm I always knew would come
and the headlights and the headlines
are all signed and done
I lost you to the ocean
to that sense of somewhere else
you always needed to be
I'm over clouds now
being catapulted back
to pick up the pieces of our home
I will go on--a shadow of myself
a piece of darkness wherever I roam
That was Drastic!
the way you left, the way you looked,
the way you loved, the way you tasted
I knew sorrow would fill my stomach
at the end of this dinner with you
Now I'm Blasted!
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5. |
Punk-chew-ation
03:54
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I'm writing just cuz writing's there
what if the road stopped
who would I be and where?
Just me on top of magical mound
elves all doing my hair?
I could dig that--
even though scared is in my garden
I could dig around for the guts
that made me soft
instead of harden
Do you think I could untie and sing?
I'm writing cuz you pissed me off
over and over for years
Now I'm driving through the over-populated town of my fears
After I've held on to that hard
to that fire for so long
how do I just cool out in the water, let my body be the song?
I don't want to go home
it feels like I have no home
except for this globe that's slowly warming
I'm gonna write with all my hottest love
Cuz I am Punk-chew-ation
forming
I'm writing cuz I can and I will and I want to
I'm writing cuz Valerie Solanas
died hungry in some hotel room
salt air breaks on window pane
I'm writing cuz Ferron's given me a song
that if every other one died away
it would still be left to say
when the rainbow breaks
you're still gonna be ok
Do you think I could untie and sing?
I'm writing cuz you pissed me off
over and over for years
Now I'm driving through the over-populated town of my fears
After I've held on to that hard
to that fire for so long
how do I just cool out in the water, let my body be the song?
I don't want to go home
it feels like I have no home
except for this globe that's slowly warming
I'm gonna write with all my hottest love
Cuz I am Punk-chew-ation
forming
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6. |
Afghanistan
03:56
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I'm so freaky and fucked up
look Afghanistan just blew up
I'm so blue I could throw up
will you catch me
yeah will you catch me?
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7. |
Bugs
03:12
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There are bugs and you have left
Outside the sky is heavying to black
Are you ever coming back?
I wanted to love you down every path
I don't know why I didn't
Now I'm out here where the lands are flat
Flat-lands
One car off in the distance
I can hear it's every move
Without you
Are you just gathering to storm, is that your form?
There are mushrooms sounding out their lonely
Summer's beginning
There are one-leaved, and two-leaved
And three-leaved, and five-leaved
But no you, not now, I am left
You leave
Are you just gathering to storm, is that your form?
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something's done
something's lost
something won
something cost
now it rains
try to wash
now it's grey
where color was
once again
i feel lost
bought the dream
forgot the cost
now your house
is torn and tossed
all these years
you've lived that loss
the road is dark
it can be long
never home
to sing your song
head into headlights
home is sound
ride
until we're found
i guess
i'll be moving on
forget the hand
you counted on
breach of trust
breath of fear
the rain
is the only thing
that's clear
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9. |
Cat's Kills
03:44
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one thing I love about you
is you're not all strip malls
trees stand still
on the other side of you
and some of us can get there to breathe them
when all old hope is gone
I love that you're holding me now
in this time of my needlepoint healing
I'm sewing up the know I know
and the flow I flow
hemming out the blow by blow
of you--oh oh
those Cat's Kills
those fierce hills
those Cat's Kills
those fierce hills
Home I wanna know you
home I wanna know you
these bones hold under you
are tired now from your concrete
where my whole life is minus what we are
my whole life some unknown star
those Cat's Kills
those fierce hills
those Cat's Kills
those fierce hills
my whole life is minus what we are
my whole life some unknown star
copyright 2010 Capital B Music (BMI)
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10. |
Wisdom
02:12
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Oh, Wisdom!
Teach me with Time!
I woke up, feeling so Fine!
Lead me to your Castle of Would!
Far away from these Shackles of Should!
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You can tell
by the way I walk
I'm a woman's man
and no time to talk
Music loud
and women warm
I've been kicked around
since i was born
But it's ok
I'm staying alive
oh, I'm staying alive
You can try to understand
the New York Times effect on man
Whether you're a mother
or whether you're a brother
You're staying alive
Do you feel the city breaking
and everybody shaking
Oh let's stay alive
ah, ah, ah
staying alive
ah, ah, ah
staying alive
I get low and I get high
if I can't get either I really try
I got the wings of heaven on my shoes
I'm a dancin' man
and I just can't lose
Whether you're a mother
or whether you're a brother
You're staying alive
Do you feel the city breaking
and everybody shaking
Oh let's stay alive
ah, ah, ah
staying alive
ah, ah, ah
staying alive
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