styczeń 27, 2008
Feast or famine
In a trailer park with hungry dogs
Eat stolen bread
With stolen credit cards
With half a brain
I’d torch this mess
Have all these things
So I don’t ask for more
Never sure it’s about to happen
Wait for sweepstakes in the mail
What you don’t know it will rip you open
Feast or famine
Feast or famine
Took a leave from better sense
A hypocrite who bit on every line
Have no time for another laugh
Bought a car and drove it off a cliff
Never sure it’s about to happen
Wait for sweepstakes in the mail
What you don’t know it will rip you open
Feast or famine
Feast or famine
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styczeń 27, 2008
When fortune smiles
Even the mightiest rivers will bend
before they vanish, in the sand
even the tallest of timbers will fall
easy to fall, ain’t easy to land
well that’s a curse of mine
seems everything I find
keeps fallin’ till it cannot fall
well that’s a curse of mine
in the best of times
keep fallin’ till I cannot fall
That’s when fortune smiled on you
I’d say fortune smiled
hen you went runnin’
away from these arms
the first will be last and the
last will be drunk
goes down, easy, easy come
well that’s a curse of mine
never look behind
don’t look into the swath I cut
well that’s a curse of mine
never look behind
deep into the swath I cut
That’s when fortune smiled on you
I’d say fortune smiled
when you went runnin’
away from these arms
these are the last things,
the things that will last
the knife in my tears, the
jail of my fears
well that’s a curse of mine
well that’s a curse of mine
well that’s a curse of mine
wicked and divine
shoulda’ never tried to love me
That’s when fortune smiled on you
I’d say fortune smiled
when you went runnin’
away from these arms
when you went runnin’
away from these arms
hmmmmm … when you went runnin’
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styczeń 27, 2008
The leaving kind
Trying hard to remember your voice
it seems so faarway
all choked up by the heat and
the dust
it seems so faraway
I’m gonna give you a call, from this
air conditioned bar
gonna give it one more crack
before these cocktail lights
all disappear
like the night wind on my back
I’m not the leavin’ kind
but I’ve got leavin’on my mind
from Jim Town, to Halfway, then back
across the riverside
it’s not hard to build a flat,
straight road
across this treeless plain
just follow, the sharp-edge
of the earth
and never, never stray
I’m not the leavin’ kind
though I’ve got leavin’ on my mind
from Jim Town, to Halfway,
then back across the riverside
I’m not the leavin’ kind
though I’ll be leavin’ one more time
from Jim Town, to Flatop, then down
across the riverside
from Jim Town, to Halfway,
then back across the riverside
from Jim Town, to Flatop,
then down along the riverside
from Jim Town, to Halfway,
then back across the riverside
from Jim Town, to Flatop…
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styczeń 27, 2008
Heartless
This is where it starts
This is… where it stops
And when it finally stops
I hope, starts right up
walk the glitter mile
past hotels of sand
people say’n lots of things
ain’t my job… to listen
I don’t believe
what they say you’ve done
don’t believe in anything
anything that lasts for long
everytime I change my mind…
you say I’m heartless… but I want the same thing as you
This is where it stops
This is… where it starts
And when it finally starts
I hope it pulls right up
everytime I change my mind…
you say I’m heartless… but I want the same thing as you
why do ya say
they built this desert in our way?
open your eyes
wacth it slowly come alive
somethin’ new
changin’ into somethin’ new…
somethin’ that I… saved for you
everytime I change my mind… everytime I change my mind
you say I’m heartless… but I want the same thing as you
everytime I change my mind… everytime I change my mind
you say I’m heartless … but I want the same thing as you
hmmmmmm something new… something new…
something new… something new…
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styczeń 27, 2008
Nothing is a stranger
Spent another season in the valley of the bones
But higher grounds was callin, callin me back home
109 answers to 110 proofs
Back up to my bed o’ nails and my leakin roof
Hold me sober and hold me still
Holdm y past up against my will
Nothing’s wrong when your head is gone
Nothing is a stranger to me now
All that good behavior I knew it wouldn’t last
At the funeral of fossils, I buried up the past
But just like I predicted the past came jumpnig up
Jumped up like a devil who had finally seen enough
Hold me sober and hold me still
Hold my past up against my will
Nothing’s wrong when your head is gone
Nothing is a stranger to me now
Saw a lighthouse in the wheatfield where I drove off the road
But, when I got there, there was nothing but darkness in a hole
And down inside I saw my favorite place
Furniture all busted and the arson on her face
Nothing is a stranger to me
Nothing is a stranger to me
Nothing is a stranger to me now
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styczeń 27, 2008
Loom of the land
It was the dirty en dof winter
Along the loom of the land
When I walked with sweet Henry
Hand upon hand
And the wind it bit bitter
For a girl of no means
With no shoes on her feet
And a knife in her jeans
Along the loom of the land
The mission bells peeled
From the tower at Saint Mary’s
Down to Reprobate Fields
And I saw (that) the world
(Was) all blessed and bright
And Henry breathed softly
In the majestic night
O baby please don’t cry
And try to keep
Your little head upon my shoulder
Now we’ll go to sleep
The elms and the poplars
Were turning their backs
Past the rumbling station
We followed their tracks
My hands they burned
In the folds of his coat
Breathing milky white air
From deep in his throat
O baby please don’t cry
And try to keep
Your little head upon my shoulder
Now we’ll go to sleep
I told him the moon
Was a magical thing
That it shone gold in winter
And silver in spring
And we walked and we walked
Across the endless sands
Just me and my Henry
Along the loom of the land
O baby please don’t cry
And try to keep
O baby please don’t cry
And try to keep
Your little head upon my shoulder
Now we’ll go to sleep
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styczeń 27, 2008
Jack Candy
Jack Candy was as old as my father
But still I took a likin’ to him
He said: “You will be somebody’s treasure,
But no one has discovered you yet.”
Jack Candy lived on Sky Valley Road
And that’s where he did business I guess
Some say he sold a suitcase of cocaine
But he never showed me any of that
This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
About the day they drove him from this town
About the day I lost: Jack Candy
I was walkin’ up to Jack Candy’s trailer
When he shouted that I(‘d) better head home
The curtains closed as he went back inside
And I trembled ’cause he wasn’t alone
This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
About the day they drove him from this town
About the day I lost: Jack Candy
Some say they took him out to a clearin’
And made him crawl until he confessed
Some say they hung him up by his bootstraps
Some say they let him swing in the wind
I walked along (the) Sky Valley Road
And out onto the great northern bridge
And for hours I stared into the cold
Sick and tired of denying I loved him
This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
This is a story that I’ve prayed to tell
About the day they drove him from this town
About the day they drove him from this town
I’ve lived a lie and I have lived it well
This is the story that I’ve prayed to tell
About a love and how I let him down
About the day I lost: Jack Candy
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styczeń 27, 2008
Heartless
This is where it starts
This is… where it stops
And when it finally stops
I hope, starts right up
walk the glitter mile
past hotels of sand
people say’n lots of things
ain’t my job… to listen
I don’t believe
what they say you’ve done
don’t believe in anything
anything that lasts for long
everytime I change my mind…
you say I’m heartless… but I want the same thing as you
This is where it stops
This is… where it starts
And when it finally starts
I hope it pulls right up
everytime I change my mind…
you say I’m heartless… but I want the same thing as you
why do ya say
they built this desert in our way?
open your eyes
wacth it slowly come alive
somethin’ new
changin’ into somethin’ new…
somethin’ that I… saved for you
everytime I change my mind… everytime I change my mind
you say I’m heartless… but I want the same thing as you
everytime I change my mind… everytime I change my mind
you say I’m heartless … but I want the same thing as you
hmmmmmm something new… something new…
something new… something new…
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styczeń 27, 2008
Feeling no pain
Will you crash the engine of our ruin?
Who’ll spill the flat cars of our shame?
I’m beat up tired from always doin’,
What I shoulda done in the first place.
You can call in sick, no need to fear the morning.
You will drink by numbers, I will drink by faith.
The stairs are crashin’, so is all the danger.
Shoulda took a breath, but I’s too drunk to wait.
Can you still prescribe,
The remedies and lies,
‘Til we feel no pain?
‘Til we all have risen.
‘Til we all have risen.
Porchlights shattered, but the veins still glow here.
Met you in a bar, out by the switchin’ yard.
My best attempts, can only knock you down here.
You should wear this badge, or wear nothin’ at all.
Can we reconcile,
The bottom of the pile,
‘Til the poison tastes good?
‘Til we all have risen.
‘Til we all have risen.
Can you help explain,
The senseless and the vain,
‘Til the vial’s empty?
Can you still prescribe,
The remedies and lies,
‘Til we feel no pain?
‘Til we all have risen.
‘Til we all have risen.
‘Til we all have risen.
‘Til we all have risen.
Will you crash the engine of our ruin?
Will you give me up to feel no pain?
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styczeń 27, 2008
Death at low waters
I could hear you callin’
Through the whisperin’ woods
I could hear you call my name
from the back porch door
Said Prosper come here quick
It’s worse than we expected it
Found him this mornin’
And the news ain’t good
Finally caught up with him last night
Near the Nevada line
Trail of blood along the clean white salt
Found him faced down on the alkali flat
Rolled him over, barely breathin’
Still he got a few words out
Said he was drivin’ the Denio track
A 4 x 4 appearded behind his back
Headlights burning up the sky
To the top of Steens mountain
Death at low
Death at low
Death at low water
Death at low
Death at low
Death at low water
Crashed his side door,
And they forced him to stop
Three men got out dressed in camouflage
Told him: “Start digging us a well
And when you’re done you’ll dig another.”
Then shots they ricocheted around his head
Kicked him hard and they left him for dead
He started crawlin’ back to town
And that is when we found him
Death at low
Death at low
Death at low water
Death at low
Death at low
Death at low water
And the last thing your father said
When he closed his eyes:
Now it’s said the sun’s a big door
That protects us from the dark
And if you look behind it
All you’ll see is yourself
Since he died I lost my will to ride
It’s ‘neath the surface
With my shame and my pride
Someday it will explode
Explode in the sky
All the way to the top of Steens mountain
Death at low
Death at low
Death at low water
Death at low
Death at low
Death at low water
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