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Sweet Jane
02:19
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I sat in my place, took a look a sweet Jane who exclaimed
She could stay here no longer.
Said the stronger the whiskey, the more that she missed me.
So, she will be leaving today
When she reached the levy, her heart had grown heavy
With more than just physical weight.
Now she's laying down gently, missing ol' Henry,
and praying to God it don't break.
When she asked where he'd been, "Every tree, every limb,
every moth that you see before flame.
In your house, in your home...when your feeling alone
just remember, I gave you your name."
Listening closely she realized that, mostly,
she still did not know what to do.
Said "My children are broken, and Daddy I'm hoping
that somehow your words are of truth.
Because everything wonderful is somehow connected
to you."
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When I Fall
05:02
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I came, I saw, I conquered all. Now standing tall, I looked for the sky to catch me when I fall. The leaves of grass to consume my back. Oh...When they feed! I find them pleading up at me, exclaiming, "Ooowee, you need not be the one to call the sun. We believe he understands our needs."
So now...
I'm scared of these hands becoming a father, digging the land. I'm scared of these toes, because nobody knows the gravel that unwravels under my feet on the way home. How strange the world's become right under my nose!
Help me understand the truth. You grow so fast. Become so new. Forget the night so you can't say the reason why you slept all day.
"So, how do I explain to little ears that...I am scared to die. That I contain those fears. That there are clouded skies, but no, they're not that near. You can't hide these lies, no matter how dear are the years that you believe you've been here."
I came, I saw, I conquered all.
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I asked her a question and, fearing the answer, she told me "Making money is easy as a dancer...and nights are the time to unwind, have a drink and a thrill!" But still she believes that I'll eventually see. Says "They'd kill to have a body and to move it like me!" But I could do nothing but sigh. In the breath I released I found the courage to speak and told my little momma about the things that I need. And I said:
"You're not the one that I want to come home to...I'm sick of trying to be exceptionally in love with you. You need to be under the spotlight, and baby, listen baby...that ain't me."
(Interlude ft. Steven Kim)
Dear, don't you care what they share when you die? If you had yourself a service than would anyone cry? Or would anyone laugh? Would no one have known you at all? Your small talk leads to seeds never sewn, that will never turn green, that will never grow old. Oh! You sold your soul to devils and you're dancing in their Siren call.
Now this long, red space has taken the place of the woman I love in her eyes, her face. Now everyone knows by her teeth, her bones, that I will fill every day empty, wasting time on my own.
Because YOU:
"You're not the one that I want to come home to...I'm sick of trying to be exceptionally in love with you. You need to be under the spotlight, and baby, listen baby...that ain't me."
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How's your new life?
05:47
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How's your new life? How does the world treat a girl when I'm gone? Does the sunrise tend to shake before breaking at dawn? Do you mean to say that the world is not the same? As for me, it looks beautiful today.
How are the old lies? Did they hold because you told them so well? Did your mother cry when she found that your love was for sale? Do you mean to say that the love is not the same, from a different man...by a different name?
Maybe you could understand what's good for a moment, and then be ok. Baby, can you wait? Must you now start planning your great escape?
What's the difference between love and the longing for days lost? Is the warmth of a body something worth wrapping in lace? Do you mean to say that the feeling has not changed? Dear, now I tremble when I try to remember your face.
Maybe you could understand what's good, for a moment, and then be ok. Baby, can you wait? Must you now start planning your great escape?
Or, does anyone know what it truly means to be great?
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Me and Delilah
05:22
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Me and Delilah were sitting by the pond. She was smoking all my cigarettes, staring at the sun. Just before I noticed I was growing fond of her, she stood right up, dusted off, handed me a gun and told me, "Momma knows you're coming, Daddy thinks you're gone, so I'm sure that you have realized just how long I've known that you were never really happy. I never saw you smile. So, I looked back at Delilah, claimed to be a child and told her
"Baby, I'm just trying to get by."
I just don't know how to live, who to trust, how to give my heart to something other than myself. Baby, I feel so obliged to tell you, I am prone to lie. You should not look so surprised when I tell you that I can afford the sky.
I turned my head right down the road, saw everything my life could ever be. Then I clapped my hands for Jesus, and everbody else that I can't see. So, when we reached the river I cracked it open wide, but then I heard the sunshine hit the pavement and found myself believing every word...
That you had ever spoken, or I had ever learned. When you swore that I was broken it came coupled with the concern that the sky was slowly falling on the world as it turned. So, I had the revelation that the heavens may have burned.
I just don't know how to live, who to trust, how to give my heart to something other than myself. Baby, I feel so obliged to tell you I was Born to Die. I will not apologize when I tell you that I'm climbing towards the sky.
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13th and 3rd
04:05
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Did you see the boy arrested on the old thirteenth and third? Just unrolled his scroll and, steaming mad, started screaming out the word. While Cartesian in its meaning, to police it seemed absurd. To think? The good ol' boys from Alabama somehow hadn't heard. There was a christening, but not a soul was listening. They were singing joyful songs, fists swinging at the air. Careful crowds paid attention to sensual, the kissing. Yet, failed to notice that the son of God was not there...absent. Now, have you ever walked the fields to see the faces in the cotton? The forgotten have a reason in believing what they got! Do you think, sometimes, that they still hate summer? Even allowed to find a lover? Do you want them in your cemetary plot? Turning on an axis, is the world just floating past us? Try to answer, I do not think that you can. Keeping eyes on sight, they sent a mighty satellite. They want to know where, exactly, the broken boy will land.
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Evangeline.
03:36
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Evangeline, my dream, let me be your king. I have heard you own a Mr., but I have not seen him. Does he listen when you speak? Love for you? Care for you at all? Darling, when he leaves, I'll be the one who's there to catch you. If...by happenstance, you fall.
Evangeline...I know. You've heard it all before. But, please! Let me sweep you off your feet until you forget your dirty floors.
I want to kiss you on the shoulders. Turn your young, bronze body into gold...or maybe I'm telling stories. At least there will be a story to be told.
Maybe I'm awake.
Maybe it's a dream.
Little girl, I am just as frightened as I seem.
So, I contend the end of beautiful with thoughts of growing old.
Well...I may be telling stories. At least there will be a story to be told.
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8. |
Freight Train
02:44
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Freight train, Freight train, run so fast
Please don't tell what train I'm on
They won't know what route I've gone
When I am dead and in my grave
No more good times here I crave
Place the stones at my head and feet
Tell them all that I've gone to sleep.
When I die, Lord, bury me deep
Way down on old Chestnut street
Then I can hear old Number 9
As she comes rolling by
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