1. |
The King Of Lizards
06:02
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The clock is counted to an open window
Keep the time against the weight
Wishing that the other side would come
And loving the free time
The King of Lizards knows how to pray
To the gods of luck and chance
His love is keeping us here
Keeping us alone
You’re a pitch black rectangle
You’re a grainy grotesque
Desecration by deletion
It’s holding of memories in a hard drive
I will stand, this will pass,
and we will embrace again
The King of Lizards knows how to pray
To the gods of luck and chance
His love is keeping us here
Keeping us alone
It’s love reaching out
It’s love keeping us alone
Alone in a hole
Singing in a tree
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2. |
Birds For Stewart
04:25
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Those Birds oh Blackbirds
Just out on those streets
They take off into the air
Where I lay my head
When I go to sleep
Those birds they follow me there
We float by the people
Right back to those hills
I’m here out of danger
But I forgot my will
Where is my flag unfurled
It’s in and out
Laying flat on our backs
While the train changes tracks
And it shifts to a parallel world,
We were backlit by torches
That hang from the porches
Of the burned down world
Of the burned down world
Where is my flag unfurled
It’s in and out
Bare wind
Crossing ourselves
Filled out with his words
I kissed you on my back
On the curb where we sat
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3. |
Time Comes
06:07
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A weight that may have lifted
You tell him in your sleep
And you gonna laugh and go
To a town that we may have known
When time comes
We gotta hold
When time is a detour
You ran into the face of the wind
You ran into a burning building
And I want none of it
I wanted none of it
When time comes
We gotta hold
When time is just a detour
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4. |
Bad News
04:11
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Good news is now the thief
Good news, it’s out on the run
Treated like a hoodlum
Treated like it’s wrong
Good News Good News
Little Ritchie Little Stevie
Little Bobby Little John
Stealing from the big boys
Steal it with a gun
Good News Good News
Good for nothing
Turns out it’s not a loss at all
You’re good for nothing
You go marching off alone
All the gossip, dirty laundry
Dark times depressing you
Hit you in the head
Hit you in the womb
Good news Good news
It’s a toss up, just somebody
in your pocket, in your room
Find you in a bed
Find you in your tomb
Good news good news
Good for nothing
There you go marching off alone
Good for nothing
Turns out it’s not a loss at all
You’re good for nothing
You go marching off alone
Good news is now the thief
Good news it’s out on the run
Treated like a hoodlum
Treated like it’s wrong
Stealing from the big boys
Steal it with a gun
Good News Good News
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5. |
Indecision
05:06
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You looked up into bird bright eyes
The high handed enemy
Well,
Fear is the mind driller
Fear is the middle man
Where the fear has gone
there will be nothing left
That’s a cannibal kind of trick to chew the leg
You feigned death
that you might touch the dagger
Determining if you have anything left
Heat upon heat upon heat upon heat
It’s like I must have wanted you to fail
No sign of agony left on the flesh
Sifting sand through a screen
Hope clouds indecision
Yeah, love. That’s just the basic fact
It’s weird that’s it’s quiet
You wonder is it quiet to them
Talking with your hands and a lit cigarette
One of these days we’ll be walking
One of these days we’ll be talking
Side by side
Edge to edge
Foot to foot
Hand in hand
Hope clouds indecision
Yeah, love. That’s just the basic fact
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6. |
In The River
03:54
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What a waste
She yes, it’s faith
It’s all right now, forget it babe
The question is, can you see it?
Stand on a bridge
watch yourself go by
In the river
We make ourselves
A place to start
But we were fools with our angry hearts
The answer comes, yes I’ve seen it
Stand on a bridge
watch ourselves go by
In the river
So all you hide away
To the river
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7. |
Gary
04:17
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His hand was a shadow
In all the lights
My room, ’s become a church
Filled with wires
To make shapes and voices
Disappear into the dirt
Temper and the time is counting
Keeping arrogance in vigilance
Stuck in a bed without warning
With you on the other side of the door
Stuck with you on the other side of the door
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8. |
We Got We
04:44
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Walking down the stairs
Past the pictures we hung
Past the past stares of people we loved
At the time when I really needed someone
You kept asking
You kept begging to run
We had that bed to which we clung
At the time when you really needed someone
You got me
I got you
Racing round those streets
Past places we hung
Past the past days
With people we loved
At the time when we really needed no one
I kept pleading
You asked me to be done
We both clung to the top of the mountain
At the time, the world was burning to the ground
You got me
I got you
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9. |
Moon Drunk
07:12
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Come home, did it again
There is nothing there, beside the rubble heap
Trash pile of evening beats
Pull one nail and the house comes down
Moondrunk and done
Running our bodies down
Too fast to trip
You come and go
You never wanted it
Search for your child
Searching for the others
Look for the mother
Look for the Child
Look for the father
You never wanted
Go out, do it again
Here comes the world, inside a color sheet
No one to kill, no one to beat
Build your house with a broken crown
Moondrunk and done
Running our bodies down
Too fast to trip
You come and go
You never wanted it
Search for your child
Searching for the others
Look for the mother
Look for the Child
Look for the father
You never wanted
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