1. |
Psithurism
06:36
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im not ready for today
i wish that it would go away
im not ready for today
im not ready for tonight
so please donāt put out that light
im not ready for tonight
will i be ready for the end
in the distance or hid just around the bend
will i be ready for the end
toward it i wend
psithurism (x3)
i saw it breathing in the leaves
in the shadows where the clearing meets the trees
i saw it breathing in the leaves
watch the waves move through the grass
white ribbons over green and golden glass
watch the waves move through the grass
repose at last
psithurism (x4)
premonitions of my death
iāve seen when and where iāll take my last few breaths
premonitions of where Iāll be laid to rest
i hear it whispering my name
the hot breeze rips across the endless distant plains
i hear it whispering my name
return from where you came
psithurism (x6)
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2. |
Hill
03:16
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dirt path splitting the hill
lead me wherever you will
out past the back fence
canāt see over it still
beyond the top of the hill
somewhere iāve never been
how can i find it again
patch of green left alone
wild and overgrown
behind the subdivision
one last glance from a friend
you wonāt see again
past this summerās end
how can i find it again
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3. |
Cockaigne
03:55
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take back your shiny things
they donāt mean anything
not anymore
look at the plans you said
they spun around in your head
and fell on the floor
do what you wanna do
timeās catching up with you
and i canāt keep you here for long
and if you ran away
start you search for old cockaigne
your life hereās no more
but look where youāre standing now
the sewers rising up from the ground
through your floor
do what you gotta do
timeās catching up with you
and i canāt keep you here for long
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4. |
Creator
04:22
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well i know one day iāll hear jets
and theyāll scream across the sky
and I wonāt have time to second guess
or to even close my eyes
and the darkness on the edge of town
becomes my lullaby
but I hear it when i try to sleep
that awful roaring sound
and i say death to mother nature
and i say death to my creator
and i say death to everything greater than me
that i canāt understand
oh man
well i wish i had my fathers hands
and iād build into the sky
just to see over the wall that stands
between that world and mine
but im shaking like a nervous dog
on the 4th of july
when late at night it fills my room
i hang my head and cry
and i say death to mother nature
and i say death to my creator
and i say death to everything greater than me
that i canāt understand
oh man
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5. |
Steam Whistle
03:16
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well i donāt wanna be in this town
i got no one to be in this town
but the lights on the street lamps downtown
they still see me hanging around
i canāt wait for the sun to go down
ācause in my dreams iām so far from this town
they seem more real than whatās all around
but i forget to write them all down
im gonna run out that door
aināt gonna see me no more
ācause I know this town is surely done for
do i owe anything to this town?
can i just leave as it burns to the ground?
a coward who donāt know where heās bound
except towards the lonesome steam whistle sound
iām gonna hop on that train
no one will see me again
i know that i canāt sit by
waiting for the that day i die
so take this as my final goodbye
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6. |
Everything's Beautiful
03:20
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3am
āØrain pounds the concrete again
flash of light
creates day out of the night
but time moves slow
and everythingās beautiful
time moves slow
and everythingās beautiful
in my dream
i was there
in the tall grass
now im awake feeling my body shake
sense of doom
What if the endās coming soon
so i rush out
to the streets filled with sirens and shouts
but i will go
where everythingās beautiful
i will go
where everythingās beautiful
make my way
through the crowd
past the highways
and disappear into the trees
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7. |
Long Ways From Home
02:53
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iām a long ways from home
still i travel on
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8. |
Tworailsmeet
03:32
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i trace down the steam train track
red sun rising at my back
rails converge at the skyline
iāll arrive there in due time
To the place where two rails meet
thundercloud towering
like a mountain above the trees
when i reach her icy crown
muddy riverās twine on the ground
for a thousand years
I wonāt be coming down
great white hawk he guides the way
so i sing him my refrain
how everything that i own
i have traded to get close
to where the time moves slow
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9. |
Left Behind
02:38
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tears of relief blur my view
as i trek on forward west
but there comes rough seas in my gut
and a bass drum in my chest
have i made a grave mistake
and a satire of my life
ācause i gave up on everyone
and everything i left behind
i am but a fearful boy
and i only ever wanted
to disappear like the heat marks
left by palms and fingertips
now i see black smoke billowing
and swallow the eastern sky
but if god claims the souls of men
why should i be left behind?
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10. |
Bank 2 Bank
04:02
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bank to bank, the riverās been drank
and the bed left behind is perfectly made
rain wash over me carry me down-
-stream til the sea touches its mouth
tire swing hung from a branch
swings slow above the water rushing past
i reach out and grab from underneath
and pull my body out from the flooded creek
dry off my skin and my bones
climb out the brush to a road
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11. |
There Is a Road
04:37
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i saw light bending around the hill
orange glow beckoning as it spills
now i see the colors from my dreams
now i see
I see eternity in front of me
there is a road and itās taking me where i need to go
there is a road and itās taking me somewhere only it knows
Starlings form completely brand new shapes
Oāer the ditch alongside the road I take
No pavement, guardrails, or powerlines
Gravel road
Stretched til the ends of time
The end of time
there is a road and itās taking me where i need to go
there is a road and itās taking me somewhere only it knows
past the horizon i will be free iāll be on my own
there is a road and itās taking me oh itās taking me home
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12. |
Slow Country
02:19
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aināt it funny, aināt it strange
iāve been waiting my whole life to feel this way
now i can rest my head for days
and the willow trees keep me cool in the shade
donāt know how long i can stay
āleast a minute lasts an hour in this place
something cold touches my face
in the slow country iāll die and feel no pain
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