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Broken Skylight
04:10
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In the dark I tried to find some sacred testament
Buried in the pit of it: the myth of quitting time
But shards of light get in my eyes and I can't get rid of it
Like drops of medicine, maybe heaven-sent
You might not want it but it's time
You might not want it but it's heaven-sent
When the happiness is split from "what you want" and "who you are"
Between the kitchen and the bar, the swinging door just hits
In the face that just won't quit. O the times of old!
Between the door and the bold,
Broken window high above, blue and luminous
It's just the two of us, nothing to speak of but
I was blue and high above
I was blue and high above
Chimes and keychains, don't be afraid! It's not as bad as it may seem
Just time to wake up from your dreams
It's a new day all around! Let's walk to town and feel the air
Please don't act like you don't care
"Please don't act like you don't care,"
she turned and said.
"Outside lies the street, which is also like a bed!"
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Bluegrass
01:49
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I wasn't raised on bluegrass I'm from the suburbs
I can't sing a song that I haven't suffered
I'm not united with the culture
I'm not entitled to the pain
And when I suffer, it's mild and wild and strange
Tried some cowboy boots, yeah, but they were useless
Listened to someone's roots but I'm still rootless
So I drove to the music store
They told me what I've been looking for
I needed something more
I was born on the open plain in the market
Submitted to the endless chain once in a Target
I was a bagger in a grocery store
Singing "That Joke Isn't Funny Anymore"
Till I was shown the door
I wasn't raised on bluegrass I'm from the suburbs
I can't sing a song that I haven't suffered
I haven't suffered
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3. |
Reverent Tethers
00:42
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The eyes of Texas are upon you
All the live long days
Deep in the heart of Texas
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4. |
New Me
03:45
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I was dreaming you were heaving at my open casket viewing
I'm all clean shaven with some blush for my blue cheeks
In the Sanctuary of Forbidden Blue Jeans
Some were surprised that death is different than the movies
Words were spoken by someone who never knew me
Like "heroic" or "stoic" he spoke of acts of dignity
Eyes were rolling; sighs rise from underneath
Assorted sniffles and tissues to keep the noses clean
Quiet exodus to dinner at Luby's
Where as usual conversation tends to stick like Goobers in your teeth
To the pub 'cause the day was kind of gloomy
My buddies look above and raise a glass to toast the new me
I'm frozen, unchosen, at poison ivy'd gravesite
Claustrophobic and I can't get to sleep at night
In the morning maybe see if I can fly
Fishing for memories like I'm looking for my light
You say my name and all my world goes bright
Like an abandoned cigarette landing on the highway at night
Landing on the highway at night
Lighting up the highway night
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5. |
Other People
03:59
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I'm singing for the heart of someone
who's been bad to other people
Looking for a little more fun
to get his sad heart beating
Wishing he could travel through time
and just be kind to those that need it
I'm singing for the heart of someone
who once was blind; now he can see it
It was a long, long time ago
Now you're on your own
Stuck like a hotel window
It's everywhere you go
I'm singing for the heart of someone
who's been bad to other people
Drinking bottles in the hot sun
The plastic bag stuck on a steeple
Never listened to the Old
Though they told about the Evil
I'm singing for the heart of someone
who's been bad to other people
You know just who you are
Safe inside a bar
Staring at the fallen snow
You could go outside but no
I'm singing for the heart of someone
who's been bad to other people
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Wanderlust
03:10
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Let's go away to Kentucky
Or Ohio, how you shove me
Saw you smile in the courtyard rain
I was alive, wild, like I'd been born again
Have I been bad, Massachusetts?
You gave me everything you had but I went through it
I'm gonna miss our Missouri
Wish I could kiss all her blisters and worry...
The fall was magical
'til our bodies fell in sync with the season
Autumn doesn't get sad, it gets even
Wish I could place you above me
All the way to Kentucky
Carolina arise to new terrain
Over wild spires down the cobblestone drain
In the courtyard in the pouring rain
Where my startled heart would start and peel away
The fall was magical
'til our bodies fell in sync with the season
Don't surrender to gravity's hands in the evening
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Chore Choir Charlottesville, Virginia
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