1. |
Everyday People
03:17
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The wheels are turning
The fuel is burning
The window's open wide
The grass is growing
The sky is snowing
The people come inside
They take the water
They bless the water
They sign it on their head
They turn the lights out
They make the night out
They say what they'll have said
They smoke the day out
And drink the night out
They do it everyday
They fuck in bed and
They turn their heads and
They say goodnight, good-day
They wake for breakfast
They make their messes
They leave the dishes out
They take a break and
They come home late but
They never have a doubt
They watch the wars and
They take a chorus
They read the news at night
They see the market
Pretend they've got it
They'll see if they were right
They're born in droves and
They die in droves and
They sleep the whole way through
The brightest light
Is the darkest night
And they'll sleep through this one too
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Vanity
It's killing me
Vanity
It's killing me
Mirror, mirror on the wall
In the bathroom, down the hall
Shaking up the noontime lights
In my head and out of sight
Make up on your toes and face
In your head, all over the place
Make up in your kitschy bag
Make up on the end of your drag
Driving fast and driving slow
You're too high and i'm too low
Sinking into your messy bed
Sinking deep beneath my head
Eyes of turquoise, eyes of teal
Skin that's much too smooth to feel
Looking at you looking around
Past your feet and down to the ground
Drag the night out, drag it in
Drag the night all over again
Drag me back and drag me round
Drag me up and drag me down
Looking past you just to see
If maybe your looks could stop killing me
Maybe you can turn around
Maybe then i'll be safe and sound
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3. |
Setting Sun
04:26
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The only thing that I don't see is my head
I tried to run but my legs went numb instead
I claimed that I was left so they called me red
I fell asleep in the dark and they called me dead
The sun is gleaming closely, cooking up the street
The day is growing taller and I've got no one to meet
We'll find our way outside through the restless summer haze
Setting sun, please don't be done today
I told them I was a bear so they called me a bull
They screamed at me to push but the door read "pull"
I filled their empty threats until they were full
But they said I was a square peg in a round hole
I made my mind to outdo the blue-eyed ones
Kicked at my front door but I stole their guns
I asked her when she thought she would be done
But she was busy staring into the sun
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4. |
Another Love Song
01:59
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Do you remember crying
as the car drove away?
I waited til you were out of sight
Do you remember laughing
as the nights grew so late?
I gave you all I had just to find
I never had you at all
I never had you at all
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5. |
(Chinatown)
00:27
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Well I've been teetering on a knifes edge
Its been this way, that way and back
Well I've been falling down and up again
Waiting for my head to crack
I've been tip-toeing along the high beam
I'm close but yet to fall
I've been tip-toeing along the high beam
I'm close to ruining it all
Well I've been blacking out till the sun comes up
Its been a dream to be measured in cups
Well I've been living life in a shadowy haze
I'm in a dream and I don't wanna wake up
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8. |
Gone as the Moon
07:57
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And she knows I'm gone
knows I'm gone
I can't stay in here very long
She knows I'm gone
Gone as the moon
behind the clouds
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9. |
Yellow Sky
03:32
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Yellow Sky
Let the smoke drift away from here
Leave the note on the dresser
Your cocaine on the night stand
Drive away from here
There's no reason left
Your picture's still on the wall
And there's no turning back
There's no hope in turning back anymore
Yellow Sky
Leave your past in its druggy haze
Hit the road in your jeep
Drive for miles at least
and leave these tinted ways
You've lost all your ties
Your needles are hanging out
And there's no turning back
There's no hope in turning back anymore
Yellow Sky
Leave the remnants behind you now
The closet grows mold
All the holes in the stove
They're all dissolving now
There's nobody left
The darkness envelops you
And there's no turning back
There's no hope in turning back anymore
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10. |
White (Part 1)
03:51
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White particles fall through layers of air
They touch the ground and begin to pile up
Each little particle looks exactly the same
Each little particle rests on my hand
Every time I wash my hands
Every time I feel the rain
Every time I make my coffee
Every time I look outside
White ground
White trees
White bag
White sky
Body heat melts each little snowflake
Water seeps slowly into the skin
More and more and more it's everywhere
As white particles fall though layers of air
Notes with writing scribbled quickly
Swift exchanges under flickering lights
Broken stove and tattered curtains
Piss-stained wall and shattered windows
Fingertips begin to curl up
Body finally starts to quiver
Snow is everything around me
Makes me start to shiver
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11. |
White (Part 2)
04:18
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Every time I wash my hands
Every time I feel the rain
Every time I make my coffee
Every time I look outside
White ground
White trees
White bag
White sky
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