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We're made of stars
Cool night will soon soothe
These suffering days
Waves beckon with their deafening breakers
And I reckon I share their chemistry
Beat up, beat down, beat up
Get home and take your remedy
Beat up, beat down, beat up
Go home and take your remedy
It’s taking the sameness another way
There’s twice as many living now
As the day I was born
It makes the world just half as big
and probably twice as worn.
Beat up, beat down, beat up
Get home and take your remedy
Beat up, beat down, beat up
Go home and take your remedy
It’s taking the sameness another way
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I’m in the mountains of the moon
Shining
In the mountains of the moon
Shining down
I got out
Maybe too late
From a city named after a state
Named after a mistake
And we’re sawed off
Against the grain
Traded rush-hour in a bumper car
For the A-train
And then, surprise, you’re
Covered in signs you don’t recognize
What you think you need you realize is
Stubbornly elsewhere
Stubbornly elsewhere
uh-hmm
You grow up
And you move out
Collecting success in another man’s
Knock down and drag out
Then, surprise,
The whole thing’s just been serialized
What you thought was near you realize is
Stubbornly elsewhere
Stubbornly elsewhere
Elsewhere, stubbornly elsewhere
Elsewhere, stubbornly elsewhere
I’m in the mountains of the moon
Shining
In the mountains of the moon
Shining down
Elsewhere, stubbornly elsewhere
Elsewhere, stubbornly elsewhere
Boom, surprise,
Look at how the time just flies
And every face you recognize
Suddenly elsewhere
Suddenly elsewhere
Stubbornly elsewhere
Stubbornly elsewhere
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3. |
Shoot
04:11
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Put your eyes upon the rod
To prove it
You’re a mounted trophy head
Shoot it
Planet in your pocket
End of the Earth
And then you say
Shoot it, Shoot it.
We’re drinking tonight,
We’re drinking tonight,
Shoot it, Shoot it.
We’re drinking tonight,
We’re drinking tonight,
they’re gonna want to meet you, meet you
Who can you trust,
What’s on the menu
Who’s got a hymn
Who does it sing to
She said “I should ring him,"
"Didn’t you bring him?
He’ll walk Central Park
Make noise at dark
He’s crazy"
We’re drinking tonight,
We’re drinking tonight,
Shoot it, Shoot it.
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If there was anybody’s heaven
I’d look for you in their restaurant
I’d order something long extinct
and a drink
and another drink
They roll up the streets in heaven
Everybody’s tucked in by nine
Everybody gets free rides on the subway
It don’t go nowhere but they run on time
Bully for you
You’re flying
Bully for you
You’re flying high
Don’t you worry
The sun don’t set here, you got
All the time in the world
The cops patrol the streets in heaven
Everybody’s locked in by 9
Hell yes! There’s unlimited donuts
They don’t do nothing but clock out on time
And if I got the chance I’d bet it all on 27
And I’d win every time
I’d make a killing in that afterlife
’cuz it’s a goldmine
If you want a good table in Anybody’s Heaven
It’s not what, but who, you know
You sit right across from everyone you ever met
And the service is eternally slow
Bully for you
You’re flying
Bully for you
You’re flying high
Ain’t no darkness, and no dawn, you got
All the time in the world
If there was anybody’s heaven
I’d look for you in their restaurant
I’d order something long extinct
and a drink
and another drink
and another drink
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5. |
Walk Underwater
03:42
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May gray dawn
Is hanging silk
Happy birthday
Happy pill
Security lights a halo glow
Visibility warnings it won’t show
The air it only offers
A cold blue cold
And I remember bravery
Move more slowly
It’s telling me
And when you walk under water
You keep from drowning
You walk under water
You breathe the sea
You walk under water
You keep from drowning
Breathe over me
Lion hearted
Weak in the knees
It’s in my animal naturally
Mist of morning light of day
But in the darkness
We make our way
And over and over and over and over
We stay
And it’s been years since the bravery
Moving under it’s showing me
And you walk under water
To keep from drowning
You walk under water
And breathe the sea
You walk under water
You keep from drowning
Breathe over me
And you walk under water
To keep from drowning
And you walk under water
You breathe the sea
And you walk under water
To keep from drowning
And you walk under water
You breathe the sea
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6. |
Donlookame
02:27
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Five hundred days
Of running in this maze
And spinning like a pin wheel
The light is bending
Watching summer ending it's
Kinda surreal
Still drinking french wine
Out in the sunshine
Maybe make a bonfire
We’ll burn the boats that
Circle in the moats
In this castle where we retire
Don’t look at me
I promised nothing
And what are promises after all
A thousand days
Of running in a maze
With a razor thin result
You got your success
Though we were reckless
After all it is a cult
Don’t look at me
I promised nothing
Deliver something right
No, don’t look at me uh
I only work here
Every day and night
Yeah
You’re occupiers
Of radios and wires
Alive from the shoulders up
Picture in picture
Rocks and a mixer and
Gin in a sippy cup
Umm a sabbatical
Of a former radical
A queen of the shared screen
Why don’t you lay on grease
And make it a release from these
Broken machines
Don’t look at me
I promised nothing
Deliver something right
No, don’t look at me ah
I only work here
Every day and night
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When I’m gone, pretend I’ve gone to Spain
When I’m gone, pretend I’m in Majorca and feeling no pain
When I’m gone, pretend I’m learning secrets the rest of us have lost
And every memory we have, is etched in a star someplace
In evening clothes
A champagne bucket and an orchestra
Tides receding
Playing songs we’d both forgotten we adore
Painted ceiling
Of the Constellations freeform
Where I’ve gone
When I’m gone, pretend it’s only temporary
When I’m gone, pretend I’m not with every cat we ever knew
When I’m gone, pretend I finally know how everything works now
And every memory we had, is etched in a star so blue
In the evening glow
A champagne bucket and an orchestra
Tides receding
Playing songs we’d both forgotten we adore
Painted ceiling
Of the constellations freeform
Where I’ve gone
Where I’ve gone
Pretend I nap with every cat we ever knew
When I’m gone, pretend it’s only temporary
When I’m gone, pretend mean people all wised up enough
When I’m gone, remember no one tells a better joke
And every memory we had, is etched in a star so
Champagne bucket and an orchestra
Playing songs we’d both forgotten we adore
Playing songs we’d both forgotten we adore
Where I’ve gone
Oh pretend I’m learning secrets the rest of us have lost
Oh pretend I’m learning secrets the rest of us have lost
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It’s hard to see how blind I’ve been
If i could score it up to ten
I get around and trust the sound I make to me
I’m an expert at my own mythology
But it’s a rare day when the gale rages
All that floats by are my novel pages
(No flood ever washed anybody clean)
And then I see you
And then I see you
And what is what is what?
When you can’t believe your eyes?
Some days (become your watershed)
A revolution (in the head)
All that you get (is my amity)
And it becomes (a calamity)
it’s never quite enough
or everything it seems to be
when everything I know
is everything I’ve known
So i don’t seem so remarkable
I’ve emptied out my arsenal
A gale that’s spun my house around
And mixed together sight and sound
Mixed it around and around and around
And then I see you
And then I see you
What was so rare’s now commonplace
Add scars and seams at a rabbit’s pace
What’s down is up, too much, enough!
And what is what is what?
When you can’t believe your eyes?
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A wind-up recollection
Weathered wood
A ghost town princess
Miss understood
Sky paints a lantern and
Writes cowboy songs
It tells a lonely truth
Until we’re too far gone
In space a light that flickers
Pulses out its song
Across a thousand light years
Until it’s too far gone
Too far gone
And the evening we’ll go driving
Up the coast where the traffic’s thin
A comet and its reflection
Chasing its tail again
And i ask you
Ain’t it funny
How this world –-
But you’ve drifted off
Like clockwork
We fill our brains
But the bucket loses much more
than it retains
A light that flickers
Pulses a song
Across a thousand light years
Until it’s too far gone
And in the evening we’ll go driving
Up the coast by the missile range
Moon face upon the water
Broken by the rising waves
And i ask you
Ain’t it funny
How this world –
But you’ve drifted off
The sky’s a painted lantern
It writes its cowboy songs
Tell these lonely truths
Until we’re too far gone
Too far gone
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10. |
Hero of the Avenue
03:50
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Well we sitting in the street
And remember how it was
Oh how we’d blown our plans
How we’d be lucky in love
Well let’s agree to disagree
Between me and you
How you gonna be
The hero of the avenue
Hanging from the rafters
A hundred years war
And the same wrinkled faces
She’s seen before
And down the crumbling stairs she goes
Somebody recognize
Nobody’s getting any younger
In this old man’s enterprise
Shovel the rubble in
Two by two
How you gonna be
The hero of the avenue
Up in her bedroom the usual glow
She’s arguing her case across the time zones
When everybody disagrees
Between me and you
How you gonna be
The hero of the avenue
A hall of marble statues
A hundred years more
Yeah it's the same wrinkled faces
We’ve seen before
And down the crumbling stairs she goes
Somebody recognize
Nobody’s getting any younger
In this old man’s enterprise
Shovel the rubble in
Two by two
That’s how you gonna be
The hero of the avenue
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In sleep you’re always beautiful
A pillow full
Of flying dreams
And revised futures glittering
And in the twilight
I can see
Your hair is flowing and
You’re all-knowing
And I
I can see you sleeping sweetly hidden
Your eyes fluttering beneath their lids and
I know
The dawn will come to send you low
Well you get up
And then you walk the straight line
And you get up
And then you lock the door behind
And you get up
And then you wake to find
That you get up
To get up one more time
I come home we’re trading stories
And replacing
Things that happened
With things we wish
That would have happened
Instead what we know that happened
And I
Will clear the dishes
Snuff the candles
Dim tomorrow
Let go the handles
And fall asleep
Hours before you do
Well you get up
And then you walk the straight line
And you get up
And then you lock the door behind
And you get up
And then you wake to find
That you get up
To get up one more time
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A genius clown owned this hotel he
Sold it to John Wayne
For a dollar bill
Coward cowpoke got named a saint
Clown warned the world
Got kicked out of LA
By the time
You’re climbing up
You’re sliding down
‘Cause the top looks just like
The bottom
Of this town
Doesn’t get cold
Roof is rosy glass
Gotta big tent city under
The overpass
Seems like every other runaway
Has got a
Side hustle in west LA
By the time
You’re climbing up
You’re sliding down
‘Cause the top looks just like
The bottom
Of this town
Doesn’t get cold, no it
Barely rains we
Don’t have a river, just these
Concrete drains
Tides roll out what
Floods sweep away
Genius warned the world and
Got kicked out of LA
And by the time
You’re clawing up
You’re crawling down
‘Cause the top looks like
The bottom
In this town
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Well the heart
It’s an anchor
And it’s dropped
Where it lies
The gale
Can’t disturb it
Nor tides
Low or high
Saw a man playing saxaphone
At the grave of his wife
As he played Stevie Wonder
Ain’t no wondering why
No
Because the heart
is an anchor
Dropped
where it lay
Gale
Can’t disturb it
Tides
Low or high
A woman kept roses
A century old
Named for a pilot
Disappeared in the cold
She no longer lived there
But she tended them still
Neighborhood lunatic
But we do what we will
Well the heart
it’s an anchor
And it’s dropped
Where it lies
The gale
Can’t disturb it
Nor tides
Low or high
Heart
is an anchor
Heart
is an anchor
Gale
Can’t disturb it
Heart
is an anchor
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14. |
I Was Indian Summer
04:34
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Across the avenue
they drag a blue spruce
She giggles, he claims it’s too tall
She tells him he worries
– worries for two
most anything’s fixed with a saw
Hopscotch frozen puddles
And grey icy heaps
It seems like it's dark before three
This year is in hospice
It tries to make peace
preparing to be memory:
Hold me, let me stay longer,
I’m freezing –
I was Indian Summer
Just days ago
Through frost bordered windows
there’s Mount Olivet
Its stones are my chattering teeth
So cold above that
the clouds hug the ground
It’s got to be warmer beneath
She once had a husband but
He married the earth,
Spent a life for a job that is gone
He worked and he slaved for what whatever it’s worth
For whatever it’s worth
Hold me, let me stay longer,
I’m freezing –
I was Indian Summer
Just days ago
Drink a little too much
Drink to the year
And pick out a few days to keep
The lights on the trees
Sparkle better through tears
As this one surrenders to sleep
Hold me, let me stay longer,
I’m freezing –
I was Indian Summer
Just days ago
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Boozy night, guess we’re the last two
The hosts have gone to bed
Her ride left with someone else new
at least that’s what she said
Smiling eyes
a gin too far
She asks if I’m
near Irving Park, but
“Oh it’s nowhere near
But I’ll sit and ride along
on the train that takes you home.”
Sometimes you don’t even know
It’s calling
sometimes you don’t even know
you’re falling
Sleepy eyes
Past Belmont too
Imagine I
Waking up with you, but
Oh it’s nowhere near
But I’ll sit and ride along
on the train that takes you home
Sometimes you don’t even know
It’s calling
sometimes you don’t even know
you’re falling
But I’ll sit and ride along
on the train that takes you home
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16. |
Rainbird
04:55
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Oh oh oh, did you see, did you let ‘em know
it’s quite a thunderhead framed in the window
Sunny here, yet a mile away tornado blow
Out of a clear blue sky, hey, you just never know
Oh, oh, you are the rainbird
That’s the song you sing, you only sing before it pours
Oh, oh, you are the rainbird
It's gonna rain, gonna rain on poor me
Not every little dream you might have can come true
Give it a chance, enough of them do.
Storms will blow, surrounded by a hurricane
Not so bad that it’s never gonna be the same
Not every little dream you might have comes true
Give it a chance and enough of them do.
Not every little dream you might have comes true
Give it a chance and enough of them do.
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Electric copper calls, it crawls the buzzing hives
Bleat, siren, pinhole lights, within: a million lives
A million stories and not one of them is mine
And not one of them is mine
Fading, fading
A gleaming pinpoint writes new clouds across the sky
Within it, ten score histories from hello to goodbye
Below are clusters that are loneliness defense
We want to be together, and then we build a fence
I saw an island from a window of a plane
I saw the places where they shelter from the rain
Where they shelter from the rain
Fading, fading
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18. |
Radio's Watercolor
02:19
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Fighting sleep, it’s nearly 5 am
Radio's watercolor sky
The songs skipped in, exotic spins that always
Crackled off with the sunrise
And through tin speakers, across a thousand beaches...
Radio's watercolor sky
Band on the run, another locomotion
And like an eagle we learned to fly
And as it leaves us, forever digital
Radio's watercolor sky
A synesthesia, so inescapable
They were the waves we could not divide
And like a heartbeat as through a telephone
Radio's watercolor sky
It was a heartbeat, and everyone could know
Radio's watercolor sky
A chilly drive, up through Connecticut
Radio's watercolor sky
Reedy wind, it carries all the hits
That can never explain quite why
It was a heartbeat as through a telephone
Radio's watercolor sky
It was a heartbeat, and everyone could know
Radio's watercolor sky
Blown into space, this shell of silly love songs
Radio's watercolor sky
It's how they'll know us, if for a nanosecond
This lonely howl set in 4/4 time
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19. |
Before the Amber Hour
05:21
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In the ink
Before the night dies
Before the amber hour
She’ll rise
Foxglove,
Maybe nightshade
Drawbridges hum,
Under her wheels.
That man,
With his eyes closed
That man,
No more
Oh way oh way ah ho
Oh way oh
An egg and toast
Off the interstate
Sixteen-fifty
Keep the change
Behind the wheel
Behind the wheel
She starts to think
All the things
We’ll never see again
All the things
He’ll never see again
All the things
We’ll never feel again
All the things
He’ll never feel
That man
With his eyes closed
That man
No more
In the ink
After the amber hour
After Venus sleeps
She’ll rise
She’ll rise
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A smile from the surface of a photograph
Spectator at a lost parade
Frozen, it’s like a sesquicentennial
Fresh as a lemonade
Wave as you glide by
A sash and a paper cup
Wave as you glide by
Look down like things are looking up
17 and 33
Seems a good bet to me
17 and 33
stack em up we’ll spin and see
Its spins, it spins around
Its spins, it spins around
A smile from the surface of a swimming pool
Spectator at a lost parade
Achievements and a bonus
And a 401(k)
Wave as you glide by
A sash and a paper cup
Wave as you glide by
Look down like things are looking up
Seems a good bet to me
Seems a good bet to me
Seems a good bet to me
Stack em up we’ll spin and see
It spins, its spins around
It spins, its spins around
It spins, its spins, it spins
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21. |
Candlelife
03:45
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You are dipped under
Again and again
Then cold, you harden
And wait for the where and when
And when we met
You burst into light
We’re cupping hands
A shield from the windy night
Oh
Candlelife
It’s a
Candlelife
Burn with envy
Or with desire
Or love and anger
It’s only just a fire
But one cold wind
And your neighbor’s an ember
But you just dance
In the oxygen splendor
Oh
Candlelife
Shield from the windy night
Candlelife
And we may rage
The gods have spoken
we sacrifice
yet their promises are broken again
In love with heat
Aroma and light
And at our wick’s end
The sunrise dissolves the night
And when we met
You burst into light
We’re cupping hands
A shield from the windy night
Candlelife, It’s a
Candlelife
At our wick’s end
The sunrise dissolves the night
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22. |
The Bats and The Rattles
04:03
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The Bats and The Rattles
A setlist, you find your way in
You fought your battles
And now you sound a little thin
Without a paddle
And hung on by a molar’s skin
But maybe that’ll
Let your heart out for a little spin
(You believe what you believe)
As cool as shade…
And distant, lonely as an astronaut
And so you played
And shouted spat and drank and fucked and fought
Endless delay
And lasting, everlasting, 'round-the-clock
And to dust...
The Bats and The Rattles
Remembered but forgotten too
You fought your battles
And now you look a little blue
Without a paddle
The river’s up and swirling through
But maybe that’ll
Give your heart a little talking to
Let your heart out for a little spin
As cool as shade…
And distant, lonely as an astronaut
And so you played
And shouted spat and drank and fucked and fought
Endless delay
And lasting, everlasting, 'round-the-clock
And to dust...
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23. |
O Carry Me Long
05:10
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Ain’t it just a big machine?
'Round the gears
And in between
Amazing that we ever met
After turning up
By accident
But
Would you ever let it lift you–
Would you ever let it lift you, lift you up?
Would you ever let it lift you–
Would you ever let it lift you, lift you up?
Seems so random that I fit you
Yet it matters that I lift you, lift you up
After showing me, I bid you
Can we bear to let it lift–––
Oh, carry me long,
O, carry me ‘long.
(ah…)
And
Is it just a big machine?
We’re born we die
And in between
Amazing that we made a pair
When we could have missed it
Only by a hair –
But would you ever let it lift you–
Would you ever let it lift you, lift you up?
Would you ever let it lift you–
Would you ever let it lift you, lift you up?
Mad as a hatter that I fit you
Yet it matters that I lift you, lift you up
After decades, oh I bid you
Can we bear to let it lift ––
Oh, carry me long,
O, carry me 'long.
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24. |
Gilded Age
05:23
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Down on the street a caravan of supercars
Announce the night has turned
To
Day
They rattle drafty windows that strain to keep the golden morning light
At
Bay
Upstairs there’s a forgotten man
He broke his hip, he starves, and then he
Fades
Away
A floor below a woman secretly wishes
That the boy she dates would learn
To
Stray
Oh
And on a phone a text arrives
We’re sorry but you did not get
The part
It sits inside a gym bag that gets stolen
As she suffers for
Her art
And somewhere at the studio a producer’s niece
Instead becomes
A star
After paying all the dues she did during
That tough two weeks at
Julliard
Oh
It’s a gilded age
it’s a gilded age
it’s a gilded age
it’s a gilded age
And in a small town angry fingers
Punch expletives at the west coast
“libtard”
As his favorite hunting dog is choking on his chain
Out in the
Front yard
And in the inland empire there’s a man
Who was in pictures in the
Seventies
He’d found a missing extra in a trailer once
He tried but she just would not
Breathe
Oh
It’s a gilded age
it’s a gilded age
it’s a gilded age
it’s a gilded age
Our inland empire dolly grip
He worked just inches from the
Stars
And he’d spend hours wrapping up
As they departed in their
Supercars
One day the phone got quiet
And the call sheets didn’t call for just his
expertise
So he sold all of his autographs his stock and trade
And now he’s just like you and
Me
Oh
It’s a gilded age
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I hear the hissing of the 405
As the the people rise
From a sleepless night
Wearing issues of the morning news
Pale pages in
A centrifuge
Dance with a stranger as the doors divide
And the day spills out
At the oceanside
They will their watches for a big return
But they’ll have to wait
For the afterburn
You will not understand me
I’ll never fathom what you hold as the truth
You will not understand me
As the zenith to the azimuth
And if they could they’d wake up from it
If they could divide and sum it
If they could they’d take to the sea
If they could they’d take to the sea
The traffic backed up on the overpass
Cars hang in space and their
Taillights flash
Miles away and in another state
A lover calls to say that
She’ll be late
Wearing issues of the evening press
She gently weeps and she
Gets undressed
She wills the calendar to never turn
But what she really feels
Is the afterburn
You will not understand me
I’ll never fathom what you hold as the truth
You will not understand me
As the zenith to the azimuth
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26. |
The Money and the Math
03:16
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I guess there’s life in the old boy yet
Looks like you better call in
And have them all delay the sunset
I guess there’s life in the old boy yet
Though his head’s in the clouds of the smoke
That rises from her cigarette
The money and the math
Is the math and the money and
The money in the math
And the math in the money
The money and the math
Is the math and the money and
The money in the math
And the math in the money
It’s the nonsense in our babbling heart
It's the nonsense in our babbling hearts
Yes our babbling hearts
It’s the nonsense in our babbling heart
It's the nonsense in our babbling hearts
Yes our babbling hearts
Ooh, be careful not to break your neck
As you mentally undress her
And you haven’t even met yet
They put a ring around your neck
Crawling up the down escalator
Chasing after your final paycheck
It’s just the nonsense in our babbling heart
It the nonsense in our babbling hearts
Yes our babbling hearts
It’s the nonsense in our babbling heart
It's the nonsense in our babbling hearts
Yes our babbling hearts
The money and the math
Is the math and the money and
The money in the math
And the math in the money
(Serenade at night, serenade you all all all all)
I guess there’s life in the old boy yet
Though his head’s in the clouds of the smoke
That rises from her cigarette
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27. |
Miss The Moon
04:08
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Someday they’re gonna look up
As they kiss their babies’ cheeks
Tell ‘em what the moon once looked like
To the poets and the Greeks
Before they smoothed it out
To a silver ball
And cut it into countries
And built the wall
Back when it used to wane
Until it disappeared
Before the lights of its cities
Kept it bright all year
Ooh they’re gonna miss it
Yeah they’re gonna miss it
They’re gonna miss
The way they kissed
Way back when no one could resist it
Ooh they’re gonna miss that poets’ moon
Ooh. ooh.
And in the movies
They’ll add a stand-in moon
That felt the way it did
In some old Gershwin tune
And the actors will pretend
To recognize
The way the moon reflects the truths
In a lovers’ eyes
And afterwards this moon will win
Academy awards
Walk the carpet with the starlet
And be adored
In his speech he’ll say, “we miss it
Yeah boy do we miss it
We’re gonna miss all that we risked
Way back when no one could resist it”
Yeah we sure do miss that poet’s moon
ooh. ooh.
From the sea of tranquility
We’re always centered in the sky
Longing from much greater distances
Than meets the eye
And what does heaven mean now
And what does heaven mean now
Someday they’re gonna look up
Free of the mystique
They’re going wonder what the fuss was about
To those poets and those Greeks
After all it’s just a mirror
They got kin up in New Houston
That web of lights and billboards is
just something you get used to
Saw how it was in a movie once
And on that moon that script relies
It must have put on quite a show back then
You could see it in their eyes
Ooh they’re gonna miss it
Yeah they’re gonna miss it
They’re gonna miss, miss
Oh how the memory persists
Yeah they’re gonna miss that poets’ moon
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28. |
Loaded For Bear
04:27
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Look what the cat dragged in
Look what kicked in the door
Looks like you’re loaded for bear or
Maybe just a little more
I see you piling matchsticks
A proxy for your rock n roll
Might keep my head togther but it
Won’t save the soul
You can find a miracle in a piece of toast
Well it don’t look like nothing to me
And you can say about your time that you made the most of it
Well it don’t look like nothing to me
What you got, gotta be contagious
And I hear you coming
Here’s the spotlight here’s the stages
On you go I’m done
Here’s your shiny battle saddle and
Here’s the flag you fly
Here’s where you make your stand
And look ‘em in the eye
I escape to the city
But the city bites back
I escape to the country
The country really bites back
It don’t look like nothing to me
It don’t look like nothing to me
Let’s escape to the city
But the city bites back
Let’s escape to the country
The country really bites back
Argue all day what do you prove
Well it don’t look like nothing to me
And you say what you say and move what you move
Well it don’t look like nothing to me
You can find a miracle in a piece of toast
Well it don’t look like nothing to me
And you can say about your time that you made the most of it
Well it don’t look like nothing to me
Yeah, sooner or later, we all gotta pay
Well it don’t look like nothing to me
But if i don’t see a bill, it ain't today
Well it don’t look like nothing to me
It don’t look like nothing
Don’t look like nothing
Must be like something
It don’t look like nothing
Don’t look like nothing
That must be something
It don’t look like nothing
Don’t look like nothing
Must be something yeah
It don’t look like nothing
Don’t look like nothing
Must be something else
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29. |
And Then She Walks In
03:19
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Uh-oh, the feedback and crackle
Sacrifice another string
Sounds like maybe it’s too much to tackle
All bumble but no bee sting
Maybe it’s the light show
Maybe it’s the no-shows
Maybe shoulda written it all off
From the get-go.
Falling flat and sounding thin
It falls to hell by stumblin’
And then she walks in
And then she walks in
Now watch them boy they got some action
Put a tap into those Beatle boots
Now you got the main attraction
You got the soul, you got the roots, yeah
Maybe its the perfume
Maybe it’s the sweater
All I know is since she appeared
All the world is all the better now
It falls to hell by stumblin’
Or taking it square, all on the chin
And then she walks in
And then she walks in
Now watch em boy they got some action
they’re filling up the dance floor
Now you got the main attraction
She’s all what we’ve been waiting for
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30. |
River Gonna Turn
03:33
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How high’s that mountain of money
How wide is your sacred ground and can you
Square your circle of confidants hm
When they’re not around
Thought you built
On sacred ground
But the wind is building
And that river’s going to turn around
One day you’re up
The next you’re down
But a hurricane is blowin
And that river’s gonna turn around
Sliding in those
Howling sounds
Better bring in the dogs
Because that river’s going to turn around
You better start the car
Get to higher ground
Better hope you got gas in there
Because that river’s going to turn around
So you got to be president
Got keys to all the towns
You’re the pride of the gun show
Your voice, you do like the sound
Thought you built
On sacred ground
But the wind is building
And that river’s going to turn around
One day you’re up
The next you’re down
But a hurricane is blowin and
And that river’s gonna turn around
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31. |
Sun Swallows Us Whole
04:46
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There’s a room in a country that I don’t know
There’s a long dirt road and I’ll never go
There’s a church and a bar and a brothel, it’s filled with police
Where the least have the most and most have the least
Everyone toasting the movies that everyone knows
As the sun swallows us whole
At King Edward Point ooh, they’re mowing the grass
In the middle of melting, they know they are the last
What remains of a fast food restaurant caught in the glow
At the end of a long dirt road where I’ll never go
They’re toasting the sum of the everything we’ll never know
As the sun swallows us whole
Everyone toasting the chisel, the Bible, the bow
As the sun swallows us whole
Paris was beautiful, but so was Duluth
That’s what we remember, we gotta to assume it’s the truth
There’s a brothel, casino, asylum, in each there’s a priest
And the least have the most and most have the least
And the least have the most and most have the least
And the least have the most and most have the least
As the sun swallows us whole
As the sun swallows us whole
As the sun swallows us whole
As the sun swallows us whole
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32. |
Sunny in the Night
03:23
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I had the keys to the castle and the service was first rate
Had a sky full o waxwings and the tree they venerated
I had a long spyglass and the tea with the peppermint
And if you kept a secret I think you might just have dropped a hint
Now I got
13 inches of a foot in my mouth
On a train headed west yet I’m going south
And nobody tells me what the joke is about
I can’t hit rewind
Fit for king
But the king threw a fit
Imperial palace now
Imperial pit
I was mess and you were so nice
Dark all day
But now I’m sunny at night
Sunny at night
I got two left feet and two right socks
Need a life ring, got a pocket of rocks
Stuck up in the time travelers’ paradox
Yet I can’t hold back time
Now I’m dark all day but I’m sunny in the night
Now I’m dark all day but I’m sunny in the night
With a long spyglass and the tea with the peppermint
I guess if you got a secret gonna bet you dropped a hint
Well I got three left feet and one right shoe
And I can’t hide what you already knew
Your favorite’s purple and that’s why I’m blue
It’s what I can’t undo
Fit for king
But the king threw a fit
Imperial palace now
Imperial pit
I was mess and you were so nice
Met for a minute once
Now I’m sunny at night
Now I’m dark all day but I’m sunny in the night
Now I’m dark all day but I’m sunny in the night
Now I’m dark all day but I’m sunny in the night
Now I’m dark all day but I’m sunny in the night
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33. |
The Embers
04:26
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I will brace you from the storm
Breaking blows or bullet swarm
I'll warmly shine as the cold wind blow
’til there’s just my embers’ glow
Love with you is all i'll know
’til there’s just my embers’ glow
How can I be equal to
The love that must reside in you
It’s a question that will hold me low
’til there’s just my embers’ glow
Love with you is all i'll know
’til there’s just my embers’ glow
Taste the air
And breathe the sweet
Until we're statues
Obsolete
Furrowed field
And littered street
Dying young
And incomplete
“Cause mountians fall and rivers dry
We forget the things we glorify
I’ll watch these treasures come and go
’til there’s just my embers’ glow
Love with you is all i'll know
’til there’s just my embers’ glow
contemplativeElectronic Rockpiano
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34. |
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In the cut we bleed together
And I ain’t nothin but a fool
There was no time for consequences
My time was overdue
Every time you come around
Spin me up and round and round
And I’m never coming down
You make me dizzy
In the morning or after sunset
I can’t forget your face
And you said it right to me
Picture joy and grace
Every time you come around
You spin me up and round and round
And I’m never coming down
You make me dizzy
Every time you come around
You spin me up and round and round
No I’m never coming down
You make me dizzy
Well I gave up all my weapons
Surrendered all to you
Wasn’t looking for a north star
But i only think of you
Every time you come around
Spin me up and round and round
And I’m never coming down
You make me dizzy
Every time you come around
You spin me up and round and round
And I’m never coming down
You make me dizzy
And I’m never coming down
never coming down
And I’m never coming down
never coming down
And I’m never coming down
never coming down
And I’m never coming down
never coming down
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35. |
Memory Road
04:24
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I-75
In a walkman
In the backseat
Playing Rocketman
US 40
Burns a coffeepot
It was a restaurant
It was a coffeepot
And on the Skyway
We were racing snow
It swirls in headlights
As far as you can go
Hawaii-250
Volcano Road
Looking at the clouds below
Thinking that we might explode
Memory Road
I-15
West of Vegas
East of LA
See sea of cactus
405
A couple of payments due
Rattle of the pill refills
And I’m next to you
Memory Road
We saw a story
They can read a mouse’s mind
Replayed A Touch of Evil
That it memorized
Made the movies
Stolen souls reside
Machines just mix and match
What they memorize
Memory Road
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36. |
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Georges Méliès sits selling toys
At Montparnasse station
Miniatures and relics of
His past adulations
Where his mistress she still dances
To a long silent tune
And reclines
On the crest of the moon
Whatever you show they’ve seen it before
And no one believes in beliefs anymore
Just pulling in smoky is
The train from Verdun
Imagines it returning
From its trip to the sun
Draws the scenes from memories
That once brought crowds to tears
Then he sells them
For souvenirs
Whatever you show they’ve seen it before
And no one believes in beliefs anymore
Build your pavilions
And seats that sell out but
Flickering dreams of moonbeams
Flicker out
Wherever you go you’re where you belong
On any road, rails or river you’re on
Melt reels into boot heels
As the generals shout as
Flickering dreams of moonbeams
Flicker out
All the world it seems has tired of magicians
And they heap praise on the stuntmen and the pols and physicians
Georges Méliès surrounded by
His sweets at the gare
And all that he lost in the war
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37. |
Thrift Store Nikon
03:58
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In a camera
In a thrift shop
In Ohio
There’s a picture
Undeveloped
It’s a box cat
Did it happen
At all
You and me on
Lake Michigan
In between school
And the next girl
For a moment
Was possible
Did it happen
At all
In a Nikon
Worth a dollar
In Ohio
Decades later
We are burned in
To a negative
Buried nameless
But alive
Oh
Trapped the light and lost it
Oooh
Trapped the light and lost it
Again
You and me but
You forgot me
Like a glow stick
Like an ice cream
You and me but
On Ektachrome
On a film roll
In the dark
In a camera
In a thrift shop
In Ohio
There’s picture
Undeveloped
it’s a box cat
Did it happen
At all
Oh
Trapped the light and lost it
Oooh
Trapped the light and lost it
Again
You and me but
You forgot me
Like a glow stick
Like an ice cream
You and me but
On Ektachrome
On a film roll
In the dark
In a camera
In a thrift shop
In Ohio
There’s a picture
Undeveloped
it’s a box cat
Did it happen
At all
Did it happen
At all
Did it happen
At all
Did it happen
At all
id it happen
At all
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38. |
Cumulus
03:49
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Elsewhere jets cut the cumulus silently
The heart beats a path up this hill so rapidly
They soar in circles till they roost at the last sight
Tracing out the minutes ticking down in civil twilight
Microscope periscope telescope stethoscope
Hundred ways to measure and there’s just no way to know
Cumulus
I’ll be lost in you
Watch you
Erase the streetlights of a town I really never knew
And I can see her watching me watching her
Lookout for a signal on the sea as the scenes blur
Just when you think you might really own this real estate
accumulate and aggregate and watch the years accelerate
White whales gassed up long cars and longer cars
Descended from sky gift of gods of the tiki bars
Microscope periscope telescope stethoscope
A hundred ways to measure and there’s just no way to know
Cumulus
See you cry for me
Watch you
Erase the buildings of a town that could never be
That’s me escaping on a contrail (contrail)
Twenty four exposures on a roll (right outta here)
And that’s me escaping like a swallowtail (a swallowtail)
Twenty four and seven in row (woah)
And I can feel you watching me watching you
and watching me watching you watching me missing you and missing me missing you
And I can feel it from the window seat
And I can feel it from the row
I can feel it thirty thousand feet
And I can feel it from below
I can feel it from below
I can feel it from below
And she can see me watching her watching me
These ideas they do not fall too far from the apple tree
Microscope periscope telescope stethoscope
A hundred ways to measure and there’s just no way to know
Cumulus
I’ll be lost in you
Watch you
Erase the streetlights of a town I really never knew
Hundred ways to measure and there’s just no way to know
There’s just no way to know
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39. |
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Built a fire of a tree I cut
And kindled with the letters we saved
And through the evening and into the night
The light of a decade we bathed in
A shoebox filled with christmas cards
Greetings from those years so hard
And days away but the miles apart
increasing
Woo Bop Bop
And I built a dam to hold back tears
The swells it could not hold
And through the evening and into the night
The torrents in the stories we told
A shoebox filled with ticket stubs
Of bands that played the songs we loved
They’re gone or in casino clubs
and easing
Chimney
Chimney
Chimney
Chimney
Woo Bop Bop
Shoebox filled with photographs
The last ones fade but the first ones last
As i watch as the time to pass
decreasing
Chimney
Chimney
Chimney
Chimney
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JetBelly Los Angeles, California
JetBelly is a project of bassist Scott Montgomery, based in Studio City, CA; Scott takes a guitar, recording interface and a AKG C214 mic pretty much anywhere in the world, if they'll let it on the plane, so songs or pieces of songs have been recorded in odd corners of Nashville and Paris, Providence and Provence, Kauai and St Martin and dozens of other cities. ... more
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