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shaming of man
03:57
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ruth has a secret,
soon you will know and repeat it,
as we lay down,
she is gaining ground.
as the waters run,
all the wrongs will be undone,
lash us with her mighty tongue,
when ruth sees the sun...sun
words yet unspoken,
swords and liars pens,
ignorance only deepens,
soon she will rise again.
as the waters run,
all the wrongs will be undone,
lash us with her mighty tongue,
when ruth sees the sun...sun
her body casts no shadow,
naked pure as the snow,
the well now miles beneath her,
truth will let us know.
the shaming of mankind
the shaming of mankind
the shaming of mankind
the shaming of man
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2. |
jack name
03:37
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when i was young i drove and thought,
solved world problems without getting caught,
now a days the road is the same but the scenery is not,
vision distorted and the songs have all been bought.
take the long way home,
don't get caught,
take the long way home,
don't get caught.
i can't explain all i feel,
there is no way to say what's real,
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
we say ok,
when it's not,
turn the other way,
don't get caught.
we collided that day,
we both healed,
purple eye blue sky,
my swollen ear.
the boy was frightened,
the boy he got hot,
when he dances,
sorrows get lost.
he'll take the long way,
he won't get caught,
he'll say ok,
but not when it's not.
la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
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3. |
space cowboy
04:45
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who is alright,
who is alright on time?
right on time,
right on time?
who shines so bright,
who shines so bright to them?
to them,
in the end?
will they all write,
will they all write the truth?
what does it mean?
what does it mean?
what does it mean?
what does it mean
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4. |
sugar fork rundown
02:11
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5. |
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well you sit close to the fire,
reading prose from a liar,
in your king of beers display,
legs crossed in a particular way.
would things be just the same,
were we born with different names?
a sleepy cat,
a healthy dog,
what the hell one more log,
as it burns we feel no pain,
which takes us back,
i can't complain.
would things be just the same,
were we born with different names?
the hiss the pop,
chaotically sane,
hypnotic heat,
the dancing flame,
some may fear that ancient wonder,
said to singe souls sent down under.
another car tears through the rain,
someone chasing their own flame,
but in here alone are we,
the outside troubles don't bother me.
so take this in,
breathe this dust,
next time round...
you sit close to the fire,
reading prose from a liar,
would things be just the same,
were we born with different names?
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6. |
two horses
05:37
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when i was young,
i could explain away the sun,
now the world's a rubik's cube.
your couch my chariot,
i drove it up a mountain,
now it's all reds greens and blues.
if you die,
before i do,
if you die.
under a blood red banner,
we blazed a fiery trail,
without want for water.
the trees speak a language,
in a dialect of greens,
but roots in the well,
they grow stronger.
if you die,
before i do,
there is no need,
to dig holes for two.
i'll sink down,
into your grave,
just imagine,
the money we'll save.
save
save
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7. |
high & mighty
03:48
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wade into the water,
not to deep,
as rainbow soft lips,
gently kiss your feet.
fork tongued men there,
are pretending to sleep,
just under the surface,
soon they'll feast.
when thunder struck awoken,
from a dry socket haze,
oil spills are beautiful,
when seen from space.
the greatest poets,
make the finest cons,
it's all in the eyes,
she smiles and nods.
love came on quietly,
like a stray cat in the night,
slowly bleeding out,
but all gods dance alike.
one by one,
one by one,
we all join the circle,
one by one.
one by one,
one by one,
we all see the colors,
one by one.
ohhhhh
one by one,
one by one,
we all join the circle,
one by one.
one by one.
one by one by one by...
one by one.
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at my house i've got no shackles,
you can come and look if you want to,
through the halls you'll see the mantle,
that's where the light shines dim all around you.
and the streets are paved with gold,
and if someone asks you,
you can call my name.
you are just a thought that someone,
somewhere, somehow feels you should be here,
and it's so for real to touch,
to smell, to feel to know that you are here
and the streets are paved with gold,
and if someone asks you,
you can call my name,
you can call my name,
i hear you calling my name.
all right now, yeah.
by the time they come through singing,
the bells from the schools of wars will be ringing,
more confusion, blood transfusions,
the news today will be the movies for tomorrow.
and the waters turn to blood,
and if you don't think so,
go turn on your tub,
and if it's mixed with mud,
you see it turn to grey,
and you can call my name,
i hear you calling my name.
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