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1. |
Pale Blue Line
05:17
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They say the water covered
the land so long ago
bodies, bone and rubble
sunlight, and shadow
Four winds, the sirens singing
the devil in her ear
the precipice is bringing gifts
of courage and fear
In the mountain there is a window
her body
flying through the night
The ground is soft below and the horizon
is a pale blue line
So come four winds and sirens and
sing the pale blue line
the weight of joy and dying pressed into flesh and time
In the mountain there is a window
her body
flying through the night
The ground is soft below and the horizon
is a pale blue line
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2. |
Wolves
04:02
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Am, C, G, Am
In my dream we were wolves
and there was nothing else
in the great wide world
so we ate ourselves
Am, C G Am
howling in daylight
fighting like men
hunting in darkness
preying on our kin
bridge:
Am, C G Am
all the creatures crying,
aint we lucky that they’re silent
ain’t we lucky that they aint
got no mouths to speak of
oooooooooooooooo
Chorus:
Am
Sea won’t you split
F
Sky won’t you crack
C
teach me to tremble,
G
tremble like that (x2)
Verses:
Now the land is desolate
and we all look just the same
foaming at the mouths
from the fire in our veins
All the wolves are howling
begging for the moon
to return the songbirds
bring them home safe soon
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3. |
darkest days interlude
00:37
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4. |
darkest days
04:06
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You put a stone upon a stone upon a stone
suddenly they collapse and you got a home
waiting while the ages pass you
and the wolves take comfort in your bones
the songs in the marrow
howling so low, so low
CHORUS:
these are the darkest days
all bleeding in color
you are the bluest fire
in the memory of another
mark the solid soil under your feet
standing only upon history
watching as the landscapes are turning
spring flowers, fire leaves and then
the old winter wind
howling so low, so low
{chorus}
take the little spirits at your feet
drinking in the morning and the night
moving through the daylight with those eyes
its a thing you just cant describe
the vision inside
it’ll get you through the night
so long, so long
{chorus}
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5. |
O Tornado
05:43
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Em C G
Drive across the county line
Salinger and Andrew Wyeth
betwixt, between the time
where the frozen clocks are awful quiet
Oh how we bleed
the heart’s poverty
I’m drinking in the sea
of your laughing honesty
prechorus:
Em C G
the moths are flying toward the light
Em C G
the moths are flying toward the light
Em C G D
fluttering and shuttering their little hearts inside
Em C G
looking down on you and telling you goodnight
chorus:
Em C
O Tornado, turning, turning
G D
bring us through this darkest night
O Tornado, the air is getting cold now
it’s time for you to set their joy on fire
Lay across the old rock face
Caesar’s head in autumns graces
move softly and in haste
know the contours of this place
{prechorus}
{chorus}
Sorrowfully you say
people, they never change
you’re wrong, you’re wrong, you’re wrong
or so I pray
more wind than tree
I suppose I do agree
I’m not sure what you mean
but some part of it made sense to me
{prechorus}
{chorus}
drive across the county line,
Salinger and Andrew Wyeth
betwixtm between the time,
where the frozen clocks are awful quiet.
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6. |
down
04:03
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Em Am, Am sus G
My oh my
these walls are so high
you can’t see a single light in the sky
Em Am, Am sus G
oh, when you lose
the thing that you love
and all you can do is cry
Em Am, Am sus G
you aint got much
what you got is enough
to keep you tough when the going gets rough
CHORUS:
Am Asus G
when you’re down, down, down (x2)
money and things
cant buy you sweet dreams
can’t buy you a heart at rest
darlin don’t you lie
look me right in the eye
and tell me you’ll give it a rest
the song in your heart
you must never defile
you’re just dust with a voice for a little while
we’ll all go down, down, down (x2)
But until then
the trees will still bend
the moon will still sing her old sweet song
And so we’ll shed
our hard hearted ways
and learn how to play along
dancin like we
got brains for feet
like this street’s got a thing for us
we’ll get down, down, down
if we’re down, down, down
fore we go down, down, down
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7. |
elephant
02:19
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You gave me something I could hold,
a golden thread
I wove it oceans and miles,
across our bed
My heart was a liar,
My heart traveled far in dreams,
my heart was in my head
the path o’er the mountains
the path o’er the waters
we parted as the spring
you’re an elephant,
you remember
I’m a blackbird on the wing
love when planted does not die
even when uprooted
makes its way up to the sky
when a certain wind blows,
silver clouds serve to remind
I found your old boots,
I found your mother’s ring
when I return I’ll mail them both
far away
I hope Nina treats you right
that Copenhagen’s kind
that you sleep sound every night
In every silence there’s a song
every time I hear that silence
I sing
You’re an elephant
you remember
I’m a blackbird on the wing
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8. |
Alexander
03:10
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It’s a long way
where the sky meets the land
you keep the shop door locked
for the tremble in your hand
I press my face against the glass
refuse to go away
and when you let me in,
your hands are shaking, shaking
Oh you had to leave
to leave it all behind
one more night and day
and lonesome toll of time
I asked you for a wallet
you gave me a ring
you said I reminded
you of something
you held me like a god
a mother of lost years
and when we parted then
your hands were shaking, shaking
Oh you had to leave
to leave this world behind
no more night or day
or lonesome toll of time
It’s a long way
to the morning so bright
sometimes the dark
holds you better than the light
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9. |
pillar of salt
04:25
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There was no wind to set the sail
there was no singing nightingale
there was nothing in that whale
but me
Drinking form the broken cup
with the finish so abrupt
I know that I’m made up of clay and bone
Chorus:
In the bowl of morning
I’ve been left for naught
you tell me I’m the potter
you tell me I’m the pot
and oh, so it goes
I am paper and stone
the water only flows
from a crack in the temple
of clay and bone
I used to hear the preachers preach
I don’t hear them anymore
I bow before the birds and I sing only for the poor
now the tavern is my church
I love the eulogies
the way the holy spirits
flow inside of me
Chorus
In the bowels of some beast
a single anthem rings
an honest coward sings
a towering offering
I’m a pillar made of salt
and I know it ain’t my fault
I was born wide eyed
Chorus
I’m a pillar made of salt
and I know it ain’t my fault
I was born wide eyed
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10. |
Mister
02:39
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You said if I break your heart
you’d throw all my shit in the creek
half way to New Orleans
and you ain’t got to worry about me
You got soul
so much you can’t hold it
and your body shakes
and I like that, mister
I flew across the sea
Berlin to Besançon
seeing so many things
but you aint got to worry about me
You got soul
so much you can’t hold it
and your body shakes
and I like that, mister
Four days in old Par-ee
and then I’m done
all that my heart can see
is planting flowers in the Carolina sun
You got soul
so much you can’t hold it
and your body shakes
and I like that, mister
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11. |
All This Sugar
03:40
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G Em C G
Dan says the world will end in fire
Dan says hurricane season is coming
big clouds and a sky of black water
Louisiana’s raining fire
G Em C G
Greasy wallets
greasy fingers
well made faces
greasy feet
CHORUS:
G Em C G
All this Sugar
All this Sweetness
Ain’t got no bones left,
Ain’t got no teeth
BRIDGE:
Em C G C
Are the ghosts of the rigmen coming to you in your dreams?
fingers pointing fingers high above a dying sea
We all know that money is a sword
and you hold your money at the throat of the world
I hear it’s reached the mississippi
snaking its way into the heartland
old man river getting slicker and slicker
they’ll cut your heart out
if it tastes sweet
BRIDGE:
Em C G C
And I bet you don’t have good sex
when your blood’s all full of gold
too busy cashing checks
too busy keeping your heart so cold
CHORUS:
G Em C G
All this Sugar
All this Sweetness
Ain’t got no bones left,
Ain’t got no teeth
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12. |
Weary
05:10
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What do you do when the ships pass in the night?
Well intentioned slaves to wind and tide
cast the wanton heart into waters wide
ride blind and bright upon the backs of your sirens
My lover toiled and never earned his wage
in the service of the ones who were certain paid
how his heart yearned to feel each day
in dreams among the nightbirds he played
And so we met perched in the tree of song
and there conspired to fly away at dawn
I would be the sky and he the sea
at daybreak we took to the open deep
Chorus:
and its a good life honey
if you dont grow weary
trace my constellations dear
the deep is wide, but you need not fear
you can follow me into the blue
Verses:
We woke like refugees inside our skin
but now he toils only in the garden
only flowers see the sweat of his brow
he answers now only to sun and cloud
Chorus:
and its a good life honey
if you dont grow....
weary
weary
weary
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