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1. |
Hello, Good Morning
03:26
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Hello, good morning
I could not help noticing
The smoke that curls
Through the cold red leaves
Hello, good evening
I still don’t know why I decided I was leaving
The clues converge on one single theme
Leave it on the doorstep
We made ourselves tangled
The dappled sun across the creek up to your ankles
You were in love, and I aspired to be
Leave it on the doorstep
Hello, good morning
I could not help noticing
The way your lungs rattle when you breathe
Hello, how are you?
It’s been a while since I have seen anything good through
That clean charisma makes it hard to see
Leave it on the doorstep
And when we have faltered
The dark combined to leave you broken on an alter
If your weary soul can’t get back inside to me
Leave it on the doorstep
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2. |
News
03:25
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Love is a fickle thing
Love is a fickle thing
God makes the choir sing
Love is a broken horse
Love is a broken horse
I am immune, of course
Love is a burning bush
Love is a pull and push
Love is
Love is news
Hope is a feathered thing
Hope wears a feathered wing
Here, where it sits upon the wire
You loaded up your gun
At the start of act one
Now all you have to do is fire
And from the dawning age
Please build a larger cage
Love is
Love is news
Here is a course of action
With many benefactors
Get away with murder on a stage
This is a kiss that's warm
This is a twisted arm
In the end, whose debt needs to be paid
Grace is a mother's smile
Faith is the bloody Nile
And love is news
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3. |
Drifting
02:43
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I’ve got a freighter ship
A hull that shines and engines gleaming
I am so full of it
You can’t be sure of what you’re hearing
I’ve got a telephone
Sits in the corner always ringing
I’ve got a freighter ship
The decks are cold
The captain’s singing
I don’t know how to get this thing to go
I’ve been drifting on my own
I’ve got a fighter jet
The guns are loaded for my offspring
I haven’t started yet
But when I do you will have lost me
I’ve got some time to kill
I’ll use a pillow
Do it softly
I’ve got a fighter jet
The pilot don’t know what it cost me
She says
I, I don’t know how to get this thing to go
I’ve been drifting on my own
I’ve got a bullet train
The tracks have been detached for days now
When they get it up again
It won’t be back
There can be no doubt
Its engineers have done
The cunning things that engineers do
I’ve got bullet train
But I’m the one they did those things to
I don’t know how to get this thing to go
I don’t know how to get this thing to go
I don’t know how to get this thing to go
I’ve been drifting all alone
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4. |
Inclined to Forget
03:19
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The long, dark history of longing
The long, thin thread through every year
And long noses where they shouldn’t be
A calendar that settles in and puts its roots down here
The cartography of wanting
A different road on every page
And the frontward gaze you’re supposed to have
Is fumbling and faltering and shaking, looking back
I’m inclined to forget it
If you’d be so kind
Close those eyes, honey
Let it
Wash away that
Thing they say
Is blind
Ancient tales about the ice and cold
Chase each other down inside your head
Until the only thing you can think of
Is which words you’d choose if she should find the nerve to ask again
The manifesto of maturity
States it isn’t merely growing old
It’s growing locks with only one good key
And immunities to wanting things all glitter and no gold
I’m inclined to forget it
If you’d be so kind
Close those eyes, honey
Let it
Wash away that
Thing they say
Is blind
The best part about amnesia
Is not knowing how very close you came
To pinning down the last free, wild thing
On your side of the blue, it’s tough to beat me at this game
I’m inclined to forget it
With a wink and a wave
Dive headfirst, honey
Let it
Prove me wrong
About which of us
Was brave
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5. |
My Birthday
03:32
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From the roots in your tea to the foot of your bed
The gloves you’re always wearing
Leave behind a scent of petty theft
And it follows to say
I was a cut and dry head case
Whose words could be each folded into thirds
So very neatly
And you are
Always up
You’re never sleeping
You’re a hard act to follow, baby, but
It’s my birthday
And I'm getting old
The man in the machine cracked the codes to your head
Your eyes were drooping and you’ve
Finally given me
A place to stand
And it follows to say
Light shines brighter when it’s on your face
And even Simon Peter needed proof
Sorry for faking
But you are
Always up
You’re never sleeping
You’re a hard act to follow, baby, but
It’s my birthday
And I'm getting
Getting up
My window’s creaking
If you beg you can borrow baby but
It’s my birthday
And I’m getting old
I am getting old
Outside the gray is falling down
Dark liquid split up ounce by ounce
From where i stand the earth grows
Smaller and smaller and smaller
Smiling just like we taught her
In her shiny new collar
Doing tricks that I thought were
Always up
You're never sleeping
You’re a hard act to follow, baby, but
It’s my birthday
And I’m getting
Getting up
My window’s creaking
If you beg you can borrow, baby, but
It’s my birthday
And I’m getting
Getting sick
And tired of thinking
It’d be easy without you, baby, but
It’s my birthday
And I’m getting old
Pity me, sweetheart
‘Cause this city is cold
Do me a favor
I just want to go
Home
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Sagittarius, baby
You find yourself winterborn, like me
Can you believe there are people who believe
There are maids under the sea
Fishermen loathe to reel them in
And the heat that’s in between
Should stay where it is
Granny grunts
Granny itches
She’s got bad feet and cataracts
Granny hums
She is tired
Since baby took her eyesight back
Hear the drums
See the shovels
The salmon rot along on the shore
You have run
You have blistered
But, baby, you still want some more
Sagittarius, baby
You find yourself winterborn, like me
Can you believe there are people with reprieve
Keep your arrows sharp, baby
You’ll need ‘em if you wanna get through to me
Would you believe I am trying to believe
You should spoon off my skin
Granny grunts
Granny itches
She’s got bad feet and cataracts
Granny hums
She is tired
Since baby took her eyesight back
Hear the drums
See the shovels
The salmon rot along on the shore
You have run
You have blistered
But, baby, you still want some more
And his love was just another chore
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7. |
Rainbow
03:38
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Just beyond the rainbow
Behind the waterfall
Is something that we all must gauge
The possibilities were
Shaky from the start
Potential is its own sweet cage
So tell me that it’s good enough if
I find something small to love
Tell me that the spring and thaw won’t change
Remind me to hold my head up and
That it’s best to laugh at something
‘Cause the lucky ones are old and gray
You may say that life will
Be what it will be
But me, I live in mourning veils
Arriving without reason
Leaving without shame
To see is to see who you’ve failed
So tell me that it’s good enough if
I find something small to love
Tell me that the spring and thaw won’t change
Remind me to hold my head up and
That it’s best to laugh at something
‘Cause the lucky ones are old and gray
Just beyond the treeline
Old elm and new bamboo
Strange shadows in the gloom, slinking
Nothing good between here
And Lake Le Homme Dieu
I’m happiest with you, I think
So tell me that it’s good enough if
I find something small to love
Tell me that the spring and thaw won’t change
Remind me to hold my head up and
That it’s best to laugh at something
‘Cause the lucky ones are old and gray
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He carried his weight
As he walked out the gate
With a cheekbone just starting to bruise
And when he returned
He was covered in burns
And just conscious enough to refuse
He said
Brother, I've taken these eyes on vacation
And I've seen things all the way through
The air is much sweeter
The grass is much greener
And we can drink its morning dew
Oooh
Both feet on the floor
Through a mouthful of porridge
And daring someone to protest
She threw down the bowl
And then stepped on the pieces
And said, you ain't seen nothing yet
She said
Mother, your taste has been charred up and wasted
The dogs couldn't sniff their way through
If you wanna feel cleaner
I'll take you to meet her
Come back with our fingertips blue
Oooh
Oh, hither and yon
Went the dusk and the dawn
When they mentioned the place that they'd been
For no one could sleep
With a heart full of heat
From the strange sort of things that they'd said
They said
Father, I've grown up all wrong, to be honest
The beautiful way that kids do
And while you did raise me
The deep one has changed me
And now that I'm back, you'll change too
Oooh
Oooooh
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9. |
Lullaby
03:38
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When you were small
You played a drum
Under the table
Sturdy and stable
Such clever hands
Out of the sun
Down in the meadow
Silver light settled
I’ll give you permission to
Do bad things you can’t undo
Hide up in the climbing tree
You can grow and be ugly
That would be okay
When you were small
You found the key
To a locked attic
Up past the lattice
Blow the dust off
Squint and you’ll see
Photos in red books
Okay, so don’t look
I’ll give you permission to
Leave behind what they pursue
Hide up in the climbing tree
You can grow up still ugly
That would be okay
When you were small
You had one wish
You’ll never get it
Bright stars indebted
To that brown coin
Tight in your fist
Down like cement, it
Knows that you meant it
I’ll give you permission to
Undertake every taboo
Hide up in the climbing tree
You can grow and stay ugly
That would be okay
That would be okay
With me
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10. |
The River
04:56
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Out in the cold with the lights off
You were seen changing your world
In with the soft cotton binding
I have seen it
I watch the planet twirl
I have seen you
I’m just that kind of girl
I have waited patiently
But the spaces never fill
I discarded evidence
That the river never will
I would take you back to mayflies
I would guide you back to god
I would read you the very beginning
I would pray for another flood
But the end is moving fast
And in the middle
You can’t get back what you had
I have seen evil incarnate
He wears a smile and his hand
Outstretched between us in offering
Made heavy
By frankincense and myrrh
Don’t you take it
You’re not that kind of girl
I have waited patiently
But the spaces never fill
I discarded evidence
That the river never will
I would find each puzzle piece and
I would baptize them in blood
I would yank out every last tooth and
I would wash us both in the flood
But the end is moving fast
And in the middle
You can’t get back what you had
I threw the books in the fireplace
You were strung up like a cow
Skinless and red-raw and struggling
We all saw it
We all watched the fingers curl
He has seen you
Guess you’re just that kind of girl
I have waited patiently
But the spaces never fill
I discarded evidence
That the river never will
I would swim you to the shoreline
I would bring you back to us
I would show them what they’ve been missing
I would stand strong before the flood
But the end is moving fast
And in the middle
You can’t get back what you had
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11. |
Positive
02:53
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When the worst comes
When the world turns upside down
When the wolves run
And there’s nobody but other shaking deer for miles around
Bad times come and go
That the good can’t cancel out
Though you might think so
Tragedy just never seems to work like math somehow
I think about what others say
I think I’ll think another way
Rather than surplus and owed
Both sides continue to grow
It’s all positive
Not a take and give
When it washes up on the shore
It's all positive
When you think of it
As addition, another, and more
Nothing can be worth it when you don’t get the choice to pay
Just being alive at the end doesn’t make things okay
Like
I met my best friend
On a day with crystal clear blue skies
Then my dog died and
I became aware that time was both malignant and a lie
I think about what others say
I think I’ll think another way
Rather than up or down low
All space continues to grow
It’s all positive
Not a take and give
When it washes up on the shore
It's all positive
When you think of it
As addition, another, and more
Nothing can be worth it when you don’t get the choice to pay
Just being alive at the end doesn’t make things okay
I think about what others say
I think I’ll think another way
Rather than cons nixing pros
Life just continues to grow
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12. |
Song of the Cricket
03:55
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Your nose on the window
My thumb on the page
The storm clouds that chose today of all days to bring in the rain
Periphery is well and good
When you don’t wanna see
The great green tornado
You may not or may own
The act of forgiveness
A charm on a chain
The eons and ages that it took us to get to okay
Through hollyhock and daffodils
We stumble just to see
The countryside crumble
Under flashes and rumbles
Up in the treetop a cricket sings
He sings of summer and growing things
Down in the valley, a rushing stream
And you with your big heart
And me inside your arms
The sun through the window
The wind through the leaves
The pavement that burns and tears and leaves you with raw bleeding knees
And for to keep the heat at bay
Come lie down next to me
And we can just forget
The things we don’t know yet
Up in the treetop a cricket sings
He sings of summer and growing things
Down in the valley, a rushing stream
And you with your big heart
And me inside your arms
A wide open window
A reason to stay
An evening that cools and glows and glistens to play out the day
And when we’ve reached the end of things
Believe me when I say
I’ll be there to meet you
In quite a familiar way
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Noel Shiri Saint Paul, Minnesota
Composer and sound engineer for the critically acclaimed 'Dames and Dragons' podcast as well as an all around stinker.
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