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fact or fiction
what's the difference?
all your endless imperfections
you confuse your aging feelings
with the laugh lines your concealing
in the mirror, every morning
youth was never made to last
but you fight it till the end
with a magazine and magnifying glass
fat or skinny
dead or living
well the world just keeps on spinning
tie a carrot to the treadmill
throw your paycheck in a landfill
by the TV, every evening
life it never had no class
but you argue till the end
in a gallery of filth with a wine glass
in the mirror, every morning, waiting for night to transform me
in the mirror, every morning, waiting for night to transform me
in the mirror, every morning, waiting for night to transform me
in the mirror, every morning, waiting for night to transform.
oh how I deny myself
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Flowers
03:19
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by now, the wolves have found me
I couldn't keep it hid
so if my pride's intangible
how do I swallow it?
because my head's not on right
too many sugar pills
whatever works for ya
whatever works for ya
whatever works for ya
well you and I can't control time
but we always pretended
the river bleeds into the sea
a century has ended
my old man says there are no straight lines
there are no lucky bets
life is not a game of cards
its a game of chess
to untie the greatest knot
to become undone
whatever works for us
whatever works for us
whatever works for us
well you and I can't control time
but we always pretended
the river bleeds into the sea
a century has ended
I guess your body comes down to what your soul is worth
but I don't want to fall asleep deep in the earth
when I go, bury me in flowers
well you and I can't control time
but we always pretended
the river bleeds into the sea
a century has ended
a century has ended
a century has ended
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Skeletons
02:52
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underneath your pale white skin, there's always been a skeleton
the center of the molten earth, the soldier in a trojan horse
and I've always been here waiting
I will always be here
a body under snow
an epitaph in stone
in a coffin all alone
I kept your memory in my heart, you never could've run too far
the memory I kept clinging too, oh lord that was never you
I've always been here waiting
I will always be here
a body under snow
an epitaph in stone
in a coffin all alone
you're a pile of bones
you're a pile of bones.
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Fake History
03:30
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I was always a boat tied to a stone
half of me sinks and the other half floats
I'm either dead certain or completely unsure
where to go
where to go
where to go anymore
you can eat up the stars and drink a full moon
march into april may into june
summer, autumn, winter woven into your hair
anyone
everyone
nobody cares
the grass stains are clean now, the laundry is done
your heart broke the mirror, the stove burnt the sun
the past in the kitchen is rotting like food
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know what to do
oh, this fake history keeps coming true
the reason that you keep breaking your own arm
the reason that you keep drinking in this bar
because midnight and daylight are too far apart
you can't change
you can't change
you can't change who you are
so your head is a jail, you're locked up in the past
you know what's behind you but you still look back
because there in the shadows there's always a place
that you're too scared
you're too scared
you're too scared to face
oh, this fake history can be erased
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5. |
Summer Ghost
03:41
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you know I'm always on your side
let the past dissolve the summertime
the world is not so desolate
we'll go where the lovers go
go where the lovers go
until time puts out the sun
paint my skin pink and sea foam
tan yourself into a fever
wrap your hair in bicycle streamers
the dirt road is bound to end
we never think of life in present tense
waiting for something to happen
the needle and record keep passing
come down from that crow's nest
the space inside your busy head
trying to predict the future
I'll turn into a
turn into a summer ghost
oh, where we'll go
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Brothers
01:57
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(instrumental)
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Babe the Blue Ox
03:59
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babe the blue ox drank the river, he swallowed the greatest lake
and the land he cut his teeth in, is the land my family stays
my kin have passed into their next lives, thats what the father says
but late at night I murmur prayers, to a man I've never met
you and I have just been wandering
I guess its time we both grew up
I always wished we could stay brothers in the woods
oh my lonely dove
the eggs have shattered on the highway, the hospital is freezing
the organ moans from the cathedral, as your soul is leaving
I've been waiting years for morning
but I never do wake up
the night may fall in love, but it's not enough
for you lonely dove.
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Lakestate
02:58
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either the winter's gotten longer
or my memory's getting worse
with your wristwatch always twisting around that endless calendar
oh andrew be my roses, and lay over the grave
oh every character I play
it was always such an awful waste
dreaming of an ocean
in a lakestate
life's parade has moved so slowly
but now it's finally at your door
and these clowns they, dance in circles, but you always expected more
because there's an ocean full of diamonds, the one around your finger's fake
and your hair is slowly turning grey
these lines fill up your porcelain face
while dreaming of an ocean
in a lakestate
now you bet on us like horses
in the prospects of the young
and the textbooks say to act your age in an age that's come and gone
you either got it or you don't
and now I guess I know my place
but I only have myself to blame
it never mattered anyway
don't dream about the ocean
don't dream about the ocean
don't dream about the ocean
in a lakestate
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Riverbeds
03:47
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this river water's filthy
red & white & black
an american bloodstream that divides this land in half
it's all split forever
a thousand different paths
stranded and forgotten in the middle of a map
the coattails of the future
are all ragged and frayed
the present creaks the floorboards and it's keeping my awake
you may say I'm only dreaming
every single day
sleeping by the river of this sad northern state
and now your children sleep on riverbeds
in the attic of the grey midwest
why the hell would you come here?
the nightingales all left
tell my pa I quit
I'm heading west
and now your children sleep on riverbeds
in the attic of the grey midwest
why the hell would you come here?
the nightingales all left
tell my pa I quit
I'm heading west
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Grappling Iron
03:45
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the grey lady
the freezing lake
the blues behind the smile you fake
you don't decide so either way
it's like you planned it
staying put's a tiny crime
we lost that lull
we lost that time
you used to be a friend of mine
now we're not speaking
time moves so fast and so slow
and now you're a decade older, and it shows
your voice sends shivers down my throat
this giant lake became our sea
the winter's now a part of me
you can keep the sun and those palm trees
cause we're not moving
these college kids they pick a coast
a picket line
a party vote
whatever truth you claim to know
its all and nothing
time moves so fast and so slow
and now your decades over, and it shows
your voice sends shivers down my throat
get a job
and pick a side
marry your boss
fire you wife
the highway's packed at twelve at night
the year is over
I can't believe your phone don't work
your the center of the universe
a melting pot that don't get stirred
you're all and nothing
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11. |
Do Not Let Me Go
05:15
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the garden blooms over the tall fences
the grass is greener on my side
the saddest poems that made you teary-eyed, were filled with lies
parade the spider out of every attic
stamp out your final cigarette
you thought the blues were gonna get you somewhere, but the haven't yet
it's rained enough, and I need the sun
do not let me go
cut the lock on every tiger cage
a rollerskating grizzly bear
well everybody's got a broken heart, and no one cares
stop searching for some leviathan
hidden in the murky deep
you have to choose to either let him go, or let him be
it's rained enough, and I need the sun
do not let me go
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The White Whales Minneapolis, Minnesota
We live in a cold city and write songs about the sea.
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