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Dead Bird
03:59
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Dead bird, dead bird, dead bird lying in the road
under red moon, under red bone, dead bird lying in the road.
And it happens, it happens, it happens I am told
when you try to live a lie and the trying just dont hold it happens I am told.
So I remember, I remember, I remember you the most
as the one who eased my pain my one true holy ghost I remember you the most.
And bare witness, bare witness, bare witness wont you please?
I'm a faithless son of a bitch prayin on my hands and on my knees bare witness wont you please?
And to glory, to glory, to glory which ive never known
I shall know you in another life another place another time oh glory which I have never known.
And I've married my satisfaction, my satisfaction I suppose
to the hit of my next fix, my next fix so quick it goes my satisfaction it come so it goes.
Dead bird, dead bird, dead bird lying in the road
wont you put my sins on trial would you try to make me whole dead bird lyin in the road.
Because it happens, it happens, it happens before you know
you drink up all your tinctures bought at that traveling medicine show it happens before you know.
So you best remember, remember, remember all of those
who died with empty pockets in the gutters of the fold remember all of those.
So dead bird, dead bird, dead bird, lying in the road
we shall meet again my friend when the next church bell it tones
dead bird lying in the road.
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The Bottle
03:59
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Sometimes I can't tell if I'm losing my mind this pain in my heart it shows through these eyes and this feeling that I got it works its way up my spine leaves me cold and alone out of sight and out of mind.
Yes I'm out of sight and out of mind my friend, I'm out of sight out of mind again I'm a nowhere man theres no place where I belong so I just keep on keeping on til the feelings not so strong
I sit alone in a darkened room head hanging low, I drank myself til I got drunk and then I drank a little more, with this bottle in my hands he's my only friend but he's got to go, tonight I'll find some comfort in forgetting what I know
Yes I'm out of sight and out of mind my friend, I'm out of sight out of mind again I'm a nowhere man theres no place where I belong so I just keep on keeping on til the feelings not so strong
Well I've burnt all the bridges I came here on
no getting back through currents mighty strong
but there's somethin' tells me I gotta find my way around
breathless as I cross speak weakly as I drown
Yes I'm out of sight and out of mind my friend, I'm out of sight out of mind again I'm a nowhere man theres no place where I belong so I just keep on keeping on til the feelings not so strong
la da da da la da da
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3. |
The Family Name
03:40
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Oh, my friend, I see you got yourself in a state
you're in a bind you got your tongue twisted in your teeth
yes I see you id like to offer you a hand but I don't know if you'll retreat
and oh dear father bless you in your ways
you are sick man everyone knows its on display
but the world is not as simple as make it in your mind so please come over to the light
I don't know I don't know I don't know how to help you find
I don't know I don't know how to help you get yourself a clean and quiet mind
Well I see your ship is sinking you're fighting for your life
but you're struggling just trying to get yourself by
and as you breathe you are burdened I see ur weighted sighs an exaltation of what your feeling day and night
I don't know I don't know I don't know how to help you find
I don't know I don't know how to help you get yourself a clean and quiet mind
And yes I know your suffering I know it far too well 10 years you've resided in your self-imprisoned cell but to the ways which you abandoned reality and faith we don't speak of that and don't relate
so come out of your hiding and sit down on the chair tell the doctor of whose who and when and where
theres a method to your madness let us crack the code and ill try to lead you back home
I don't know I don't know I don't know how to help you find
I don't know I don't know how to help you get yourself a clean and quiet mind
I don't know I don't know I don't know how to help you find
I don't know I don't know how to help you get yourself a clean and quiet mind
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4. |
My Bitter End
04:06
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Standing on the riverbank standing near the bridge standing on the riverbank I swore I saw my end, the water it was rushing the water it was cold the water it was rushing as my future was foretold
It was my death, it was my death, it was my death, my bitter end
The darkness did surround me Weighted were my bones The darkness did envelope me as I awoke to a new shore
The sky it turned to darkness The night turned from the day The sky it turned to darkness as I received my judgment day
It was my death, it was my death, it was my death, my bitter end
I heard the devil laughing I heard his women moan I heard the devil laughing and I prayed god for my soul
His words were not of comfort Nor was his fire to my soul His words were not of comfort as he claimed me for his own
It was my death, it was my death, it was my death, my bitter end
His claws outstretched impale me His hooves they broke my bones His claws outstretched they flayed me and i woke back to my home
Was it just a dream Was any of it real Was it just a dream or just a nightmare so surreal
It was my death, it was my death, it was my death, my bitter end
I swear I'll change my ways I'll walk that straight and narrow
I won't place a bet or take a chance I'm a man of a new marrow
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5. |
Half Moon
03:26
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Half moon half moon half moon draining down
drizzling droplets pounding loud
heavy now that weighted cloud half moon half moon draining down
half moon half moon half moon hanging low
over blue highway midnight row
hurried hush silent chime tone half moon half moon hanging low
Half moon half moon half moon half month half life
half weeping willow half killers knife
half burden half blessing half stunted sigh half moon half moon half moon half year half light
half moon half moon half moon draining down hear it louder louder now
my tin roofs tapping trapping sound half moon half moon half moon draining down
Half moon your laughter roars, half moon ur sorrows keep, as moonshine rivers flow near luminous mountains steep
and I alone, other half stoned silver as I go, half moon look at u glow
half moon half moon it all fell apart half moon half moon dreaming in the dark
Half moon sterile, without a sound, sing to me softly half moon draining down
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6. |
Like Fruit From A Tree
02:46
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I want to pluck you like fruit from a tree
I want your pleasure please devour me
I wanna take you on the tip of my tongue
I wanna love you til the daylight comes
I wanna hold you in my arms like a crook
stealing your love as I look
into the fire of your omnipresent eyes
I wanna know what your body feels like
and does your heart beat a syncopated rhythm
does it quiver when I'm around
I wanna know where your thoughts go when you're above me looking down
I wanna know the softness of your lips
trace your figure with these jealous fingertips
I wanna memorize the curve of your spine
I want you to cut me with your sacrilegious knife
I wanna dance with you in the moonlight
we'll build a fire that's a thousand feet tall
I wanna feel the heat from your breath on my neck
I wanna take you where no one else has taken you before
and does your heart beat a syncopated rhythm
does it quiver when I'm around
I wanna know where your thoughts go when you're above me looking down
and does your heart beat a syncopated rhythm
does it quiver when I'm around
I wanna know where your thoughts go when you're above me looking down
I want you to pluck me like fruit from a tree
I want your pleasure please devour me
take me on the tip of your tongue
I wanna love you til the daylight comes,
til the daylight comes
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7. |
Pansies
04:45
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pansies smiling back at you in the garden outside the museum
we strolled so salaciously around that cropped circle in awe and I hoped to hold your hand
you were their sun and their earth and their water
the breeze that rustled there leaves and petals and clamored with such orchestral nature
the symphonic brilliance beheld only to please your ear
the weeping willows wept no more at your grace the old oaks became so very young
the wildflowers in the meadow rejoiced and they shivered the lilacs bloomed only for you
all the love received by such a beautiful creature
left the forest in such a stature where no choice was given to the order
but to appease and adore her and the roses admired and the daffodils swooned
the carnations they envied and the daisies stood loyal and true
and when the pansies felt you near a flower of their own
to have and to hold when silver turns to gold
well, they saw it and they could not bare it to,
way out there in the garden outside
the museum, those pansies smiled back at you
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LDLB
04:22
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I got the blues but I didn't choose this life that I lead
I'm just a poor boy subject to a world of misery
I got the blues but I didn't choose this life that I lead
And I got this feeling, this feeling, way down deep in my bones
that I'm that there wayfaring stranger, a long, long way from home
When I was a child my mother came, and my mother said to me
hold on to your younger days, child, for that happiness shall not proceed
and sometimes these cravings come and some times they go
and sometimes I drink myself to sleep, sometimes I don't
but at the end of every day, i wish to kill away these blues that I've made home
I got the blues but I didn't choose this life that I lead
I'm just a poor boy subject to a world of misery
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9. |
Sparrow Song
03:45
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keep your eye on the sparrow as it flys as it goes
its free yet full of sadness silent and muted in its repose
it once sang songs of admiration, of love, those same songs now lie in its throat
never escaping its tiny lungs here they go unsung forever more
oh how soft your sadness goes
day by day month by month year to year who knows
and I can't help but relate as you fly sad sparrow
que sera sera sings my sparrow, my love, please wait for me
as I'm bound to my sentence to this cell I am chained to grief to misery
as I envision whats beyond these walls around me I feel the pain build deep in my throat
for my love, I killed another for this crime a burden never dethroned
oh how soft your sadness goes
day by day month by month year to year who knows
and I can't help but relate as you fly sad sparrow
and I can't help but relate as you fly sad sparrow
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10. |
One Final Companion
04:48
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I'm gonna lay roses on your casket I'm gonna make sure that they play your favorite
and if they need more pallbearers to carry you I shall be the one
because it seems you were born just to die and live without any luck
so if you need one final companion I shall hold your hand as you exit this world
Cuz you see things unlike any other from a hospital bed with tubes choking your throat
and may ask for food and for water but there's no rest for the wicked of this you should know
and the light of your eyes is slowly fading and your pulse and your heart are weak and out of time
so if you need one final companion well my friend I am here the pleasure is mine
so if you need one final companion well my friend I am here ill hold your hand
yes I will be that final companion ill be here for you until you leave this world
well death is but a doorway and life just a blink of an eye
so please don't you worry it's not as hard as it seems to say goodbye
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