Blue BeardI used to see the night so anxious, but now I know
The only thing it ever taught me was a grand illusion
That comes and goes, the city blanketed of snow.
What if we die, no end and no conclusion.
How could you smile, just walk away.
Well I don't know.
I don't know.
Cigarettes, Wedding BandsWorking mans day, we just piss it away
Leaves it out in the weather
Familiar he said, times two breeds contempt
Wash your hands of it forever
Violence, it ripped through the old dogwood fence
See the whole scene unravel
Drunk brother said he could reason with them
complimentsI'm fixing a drink in the morning
With the way things are,
You may have stayed too long
You're splitting apart at the seams
From the hospital call
You've known him so long
Detlef SchrempfAnd take a little walk when the worst is to come
When I saw you looking like I never thought
And say you're at a loss or forgot
That words can do more than harm
The town is gonna talk, but these people do not
See things through to the very minimal
But what's it gonna cost to be gone?
DillyJust the mentioning of (Just the mention of)
such a simple phrase.
Are we passengers on (seperated trains)
separated trains?
Take the mask off (Take the mask of)
when you speak to me.
And I'm alright to go on (It's the little things)
it's the little things.
Evening Kitchen(oooo oooo oooo)
Drive out with the sun in your eyes
You wasted my time
It's true, it's true
My god, don't you hold out your hand
I called off my plans
FactoryThe elevator, in the hotel lobby has a lazy door
The man inside is going to a hotel room
He jumped out right after seeing just the very sight of me
Decided he better hike it to the second floor
Its temporary, this place I'm in
I permanently wont do this again
My belongings scattered across the hotel floor
I Go to the Barn Because I Like TheWell i'd like to think i'm the mess you'd wear with pride.
Like some empty dress on the bed you've layed out for tonight.
Maybe i'll tell you sometime.
Time, sometime.
And you were right.
Infinite ArmsI had a dream
I had a dream
That I was your neighbor
About to give birth
And then everything
Was really hurt
And I was so lonely
I didn't see It's like
Is There A GhostI could sleep
I could sleep
I could sleep
I could sleep
When I lived alone
Is there a ghost in my house?
I could sleep
Island On The Coast
Here's a copy,
the rest that you know,
and put the kind words to bed.
For man don't say why,
or even know how,
it's only awful as
LaredoGonna take a trip to Laredo,
Gonna take a dip in the lake,
Oh, I'm at a crossroads with myself,
I don't got no one else...
And possibilities at the door,
I won't be needing them no more,
Oh, is this the first time in your life?
Life on EarthI said something wrong
I just cant hide it
It runs out
And I cant fight it
Its alright
I meant nothing bad
Im just excited
Marry SongIll marry my lover, in a place to admire
I dont, have to even ask her I can look in her eyes
And thank God, that I am forgiven
I thank all, of my friends
To say Ive been truer or they forgotten
Weary my mind is to, say the least
Its been, awful hard you just to stand on my feet
NeighborThe wind blew a path through the fallen leaves
And there showed a crack in the old oak tree
The door stood as if it was standing guard
Of the dozen chipmunks in the backyard
Every house not a home but dare do I roam
There's a light on the porch here for someone
No One's Gonna Love YouIt's looking like a limb torn off
Or altogether just taken apart
We're reeling through an endless fall
We are the ever-living ghost of what once was
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
No Ones Gonna Love You. Music by Charlie ClouserIt's looking like a limb torn off
Or altogether just taken apart
We're reeling through an endless fall
We are the ever-living ghost of what once was
But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do
No one's gonna love you more than I do
Ode To LRCIn the logbook of the LRC
Well I knew I'd find something
A hundred stories sitting there to read
I got my focals out, I put them on
And all is calm, all is calm
There's a doggie coming here to eat now
On My Way Back HomeOn my way back home, by chance I thought of
All my favorite songs, where I'd gone wrong
The only words that I could think of
I'm pissing my life away in the form of a song
On my way back home
Every step, a victory it was
I was cheating death, just in time I woke
Our SwordsOut on the wall sounds of banging is constant coming from your head
And desperate the calls came and ringing from those wanna wring your neck
Wring your neck
Open your mouth sounds of breathing found it spilling from your face
Best to be dim to the humble of traffic stepping on your name
Count on us all falling our own swords tonight
Shut-In TouristEvery time you try to pick up just the pieces,
Feelin' bad for yourself.
Watching all the foreign cars or flags in breezes,
From a window instead. From a window instead.
Find it hard to see the good or face the music,
Looking backwards again.
Over sentimental staring halfway horizontal,
St. AugustineSilver scents of saint augustine
fire in the ground
between my better teeth
we're dancing on the poison in their graves
at the end of the night
we'd all seen better days
i know you tried
The End's Not NearThe end's not near
It's here
Hallelujah
Spread the cheer
And watch the millenarians
Throw a party for a thousand years
You won't see the pious praying
The FuneraI'm coming up only
To hold you under,
I'm coming up only
To show you wrong,
And to know you is hard and we wonder:
To know you, all wrong we were
Really too late to call, so we wait for
The FuneralThe Funeral
I'm coming up only to hold you under
I'm coming up only to show you wrong
And to know you is hard and we wonder
To know you all wrong, we were
Really too late to call, so we wait for
The Funeral сжThe Funeral
I'm coming up only to hold you under
I'm coming up only to show you wrong
And to know you is hard and we wonder
To know you all wrong, we were
Really too late to call, so we wait for
The General SpecificIf the trials trials at hand
Are really getting you down,
We had a close call,
I didn't even see it,
Then another one,
And I hardly believed it at all.
What the writers say,
The Great Salt LakeBack of the boat was painted wreckin' ball
There was country music playing, but he don’t like it at all
And red fire poppin' on the rained-down woody
His whiskey bottle spillin' in a lake that's made of salt
And look out Michael, there's a note on the door
Saying, "Everybody listen, you'll be the next Omaha"
Now, if you find yourself falling apart
Weed PartyI got you arrested because
Dan Said party come and gone
I am about to.. to set this off
Until weed party's dull
The wine is there to keep yourself
You got it wrong
So I brought you plexing thoughts
Wicked Gil Hate Gil really now
Hate you because
Go tip your toe (?)
Shut off to the world
Shut off to all, you ghost
Early told a lie
Afraid to be blind
реву как сука под это музлоI'm coming up only to hold you under
I'm coming up only to show you wrong
And to know you is hard and we wonder
To know you all wrong, we were
Really too late to call, so we wait for
Morning to wake you; it's all we got
To know me as hardly golden