1. |
keep
04:40
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i bailed my broken barge
i sailed away
i scaled a coastal arch
to sleep my days and waste
saying
oooh
i am vacant
oooh
i am old
oooh
child youve taken
me home
that was
before you seeped
through the floor boards
i can not
behold you weep
any more
i washed upon your shore
tween my moldered things
my boat of broken boards
gulls that know my name
crying
ooooh
you are faithless
oooh you are
cold
oooh
they have taken
your home
that was
before you seeped
through the floor boards
i can not
behold you weep
any more
find where i
have moored my keep
by the creek ford
i will be
out storing wheat
for the storm
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2. |
corinth
03:07
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hark, a crow from the bowers speaks
saying "men in white towers are taking all from thee
you'll grow old as the very sea
but years'll lose meaning
like the trees lose leaves
"and don't you know so well?
don't you know so well?
it's all gone to hell
well don't you know so well
don't you know so well
i was not myself
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3. |
elegy for satie
01:21
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4. |
in gossamer
03:36
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Lady,
Lady of the mountain,
I see you’re doubting
You’ll ever return
Lady,
O Lady are you counting?
The days that without him
keep passing like birds
But ooh—
The snow is upon you,
Follow them down to,
the hollow, take refuge
But ooh—
Their song is around you,
Follow them down
Follow them down
(gloria, gloria,
gloria, gloria)
Lady,
oh Lady are you leaving?
In gossamer sheathing,
your bones for the evening
Lady
Lady of the season
Don’t you know winter’s meaning?
Another word for our demons
But ooh—
The snow is upon you,
Follow them down to,
the hollow, take refuge
But ooh—
Their love is all around you,
They’ll follow you down
They’ll follow you down
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5. |
concerning the sea
04:16
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6. |
stairwell departure
02:40
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(fire alarm beep x 758)
brother you born in the rain
my features cold
my mother old
stumbling to the dark
that you feign
alone
and I,
won't be better on my own
still starved
that i can call my home
pick in the dark
i sleep alone
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7. |
proserperina
03:19
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darling don't you go
to the woods, anymore
i know nothing good
lives in piles
in the floor
and i won't
go a-wanderin no more
and i won't
go a-wanderin no more
father don't you find
something better, in the wine
i know nothing good
in the wild, in a vine
and i won't
go a-wanderin no more
and i won't
go a-wanderin no more
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8. |
hickory
02:14
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sleepless nights
i have known, i have known
godless sights
in the road
and fool am I
to ignore,
blood-thinned hides,
never shown
but don your face,
in the room,
curl your names,
they have known, they have known
something I
could never hold, could never hold
faceless eyes,
in the road
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9. |
purslane
03:46
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darling, oh darlin
were you not quite enough
watching and waiting,
tearing your devils up
warm-dried and cold-lined
could you be agatha
purslane and parsley
calling your father's bluff
fall over me
fall over me
fall over me
fall over me
further and further
i'm not what i once was
sitting and sighing
farther from heaven's touch
colder and colder
spawned for the hours of
waiting and watching
tearing my devils up
fall over me
fall over me
fall over me
fall over me
fall over me
fall over me
fall over me
fall over me
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10. |
medicine man
02:00
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hang her high
the birds i find out lyin'
in the road
I've built a sailboat
let her die
a whorl in knotty pine
hang me now
the chord I've never found
but you know,
with the birds I'll find your soul
ohio
where the gardens never gonna grow
calm your stormin'
labor's boring,
find your fording
never calmed me down
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