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suburbs
04:13
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I grew up in a suburb far away from here,
in love with love but more afraid of fear.
But there's a quiet place that I find everywhere.
The world didn't end my friends we are still here.
And I dreamed a dream,
we were children again.
No parents, we left them
to meet in a field with the night slowly coming in.
I'm trying to take care of all the people I love.
I'm trying to take care of even those I have lost.
But there's a secret place where everything is as it was.
It's a field in the night you can find if you're quiet enough.
And I've seen a scene
where the ocean meets the cliffs.
We've been there and we'll be there
for the rest of our lives, held inside of it.
Every time I dream I dream of you.
Every time I dream the sky falls down on me
and I wonder if you dream of me,
if you still see the same thing I see.
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ramblin man
04:23
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I was born a rambling man
born right onto a road
with no idea where it goes
knife at my hip, and smoke in my hands
But what they saw was a little princess
blue eyes and blonde curls
fair as any girl
but they don’t know how red my skin gets
or how red
when I’m out in the sun
in the back of a truck
and I believe in love
even when it treats me real rough
the sun knows all my secrets
even when it goes down
the moon hangs around
and I beg him but he just can’t keep them
So here I stand in the broad light of day
even thing I’ve become
goes soft in the sun
and I could cry at any stranger’s face
cause I’m gone in my heart
the passenger seat of a car
a old man with white scars
is telling me everything he’s loved
I know just who I am
but I don’t know if I can
make life from the land
with just my two hands
But oh, I will try
Lord by and by
all that is real
is at the edge of the field
I loved you most
when you were a ghost
but now that you’re here
I only feel fear
I was born staring up at the black
born dirty and tired
by an dying campfire
all superstition with no trust in fact
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colors
04:41
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Tell me about the blue
how it wounded you
right underneath your eye
like a bee sting
in the summer time
your father carried you away from the hive
under his arm
while you cried
And no I don’t think red looks good on you
you tried your anger on
but it always fit a little loose
oh child of the sky
if the blue it hurts too bad
then look for the green
and see it roll across the land
And tell me about the gold
how it made you old
it was just the setting sun
nut you were young enough
to believe in truth
a girl she stood very close to you
her clothes in her arms
too shy to move
And no I don’t see the turning of the leaves
I tried everything
I don’t know what you want from me
oh child of the sun
if the gold it cuts too deep
remember the good white moon
hanging over your black sleep
Hands up
catch what falls
I saw you cry full rosaries
and then you stopped
Tell me about the rose
how you watched it close
you tacked it on your wall
it dried out nice
it dried out small
you swore that you heard
somebody call
out your name
from down the hall
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sunburn
05:35
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I know where you have been
you're like a bird flying against the wind
you're like a fish, always swimming upstream
no guarantees there's no guarantee that you'll be redeemed
cause I know what you have done
you're like something green growing toward the sun
you're like the moon, you keep all our light
you don't mind guiding a few fools through the night
cause we get lost and we get found
learn to swim but hope to drown
and I'll pray for your lonely soul
and I'll pray for my own
So here is the new and wild world
we gotta figure out what it's worth
it's like we're all caught up in a blackberry vine
eating sweets and bleeding it seems all of the time
but I try not to be hurt by my love
I watch my skin burned by the sun
it's like sometimes I get too close to the heart
of the world my skin curls apart like madrone bark
I get dead, then I get alive
cross my heart and hope to die
and I'll pray for your sleeping soul
and I'll pray for my own
I pray for you in this bright blue swimming pool
I'm something old that wants to be new
I know it's true when I look up at the moon
it is something old that wants to be new
I wonder too how your eyes. they got so blue
are you something old that wants to be new?
Are you something old that wants to be new?
I am something old that wants to be new,
so I pray for you in this bright blue swimming pool.
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always together
04:13
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Don't worry baby, everything is coming good
We took all that we needed now we're giving back all we took.
And it's a lie that we aren't always together,
we'll walk the railroad tracks, we'll walk forever.
Walk with me now.
Don't worry mama, everything is working out
just go ahead and breathe all this air we forgot about.
And it's a lie that weren’t always together
we share the same lives and we share them forever.
Share it with me now.
The air I am breathing now, I know it was once in you
when I feel lonely so so alone, I breathe like I used to
before all this fear broke us, before it shattered us all apart
like the devil was made from God's first doubting thought.
Don't worry darling, you know that I love you still.
The one thing I can promise is that somehow I always will.
And it's a lie that we aren’t always together,
we share this same life and we share it forever.
Share it with me now.
Don't worry my friends, you are doing wonderfully.
Sometimes when I think of it all I wanna do is weep.
And it's a lie that we aren’t always together.
We sing the same song and we sing it forever.
Sing with me now.
I'll try to love you better than you do
if you try to love me for the things I'd like to be
The air I am breathing now, I swear it was once in you
when you feel lonely so so alone, just breathe like you used to
before this fear broke us, before it shattered us both apart
like the devil was made from God's first doubting thought.
and I'll try to love you better than you do
if you try to love me for the things I wish I could be.
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chemtrails
03:40
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Chemtrails
The planes, they leave chemtrails in the bright blue sky
like white scratches on my arms in the summer time.
I love this world so much sometimes it makes me want to cry
when I’m standing in the dust waiting for a ride.
I spent a long time with my heart good and broke.
You got a heart like that, it’s like a shard in your throat.
When everything you love is like the side of the road,
and you got a pick-up truck inside your gut
and that thing just goes and goes.
So I moved out to Virginia and I got a degree
and now I am licensed to write the truest poetry.
But the one thing that I learned and I learned begrudgingly
is that the only poems are these kind moments
when the words escape me.
And I go home sometimes, dreaming of your eyes.
I know that I cannot look at them long
cause they break my weary heart.
So I guess I’m going home to the other, stranger coast
where I learned how to fish in my father’s silver boat,
where I learned what to keep and what to let go,
now it all slips between my fingers
and I watch it sinking like a stone.
So I’m sorry my friends for all the weird things I’ve done.
When I act like the dark, when I act like the sun.
I want you all to know I never forget your love,
it is stuck under my heart like bright-pink bubble gum.
And I go home sometimes, dreaming of new skies
but I know that I cannot look to them long
cause they break my weary heart.
Cause I hate saying goodbye
cause I’m always saying goodbye.
It’s like everything I know gets behind me on the road
and I could kiss you tonight.
While the planes they leave chemtrails in the bright blue sky
like white scratches on my arm in the summertime.
I love with world so much sometimes I think I’m gonna die,
when you’re standing in the dust and you’re waving goodbye.
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7. |
good old
04:58
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Oh, your ego is a monster,
it follows us around like a stalker
but we don't give a damn about this empty boaster,
my friends are I are headed for the rollercoasters.
Every girl I've met has known this monster,
strangers, bosses, boyfriends, fathers,
but the thing about this girl is you will never own her,
she's coming with me, we're going on a rollercoaster.
It shoots us up quick, twists, and then we're among the stars,
do not be afraid my friend to throw your arms up
cause we got we he don't, babe we got love.
I wonder if it's true that privilege makes a monster,
hating all the people you have to watch suffer
then you've got the gall to claim that you are most hurt
well you can't gaslight us when we're on a rollercoaster.
Anything that he can get away with he will,
he's jamming all these camels through the eye of a needle,
at the top of his hotel heaven ain't no closer
but I'm convinced I found it on the rollercoaster.
It shoots us up quick, twists, and then we're among the stars,
do not be afraid my love to throw up your arms because
cause we got we he don't, babe we got love.
At the end of the day when you lie down all you've got is who you are
and all of us will be staring at you, we'll be staring at you from the dark
but that ain't all that true,
we got something better to it.
It shoots us up quick, twists and then we're in the blue sky
all my friends look beautiful, they look beautiful when they cry.
Do you cry cause we got what you don't and we might be right?
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Happy birthday now to me
happy birthday to this old dog
all I want for my birthday is to feel that old sense of awe
The world it turns
And so do I
I did it, I hit it, then the world turned it other cheek and I kissed it
I saw a boy crucified in the sky
he looked down at the world with the stars in his eyes
I asked him what if anything he’d want
he said all I want is for you to come up
He said the world it hurts
And so do I
I wouldn’t, I knew I shouldn’t, the world’s my little darling and I just couldn’t
Where I always go now I return
the light across the water that’s all I’ve learned
I don’t know whether to be silent or shout
I want to scream at you and hold your hand throughout
In the world, I know you learn, you learn
And so do I
But the quiet and riot both have their songs to sing
And so do you
So what kind of song will we sing to bring the world down to its knees?
And what kind of song will we sing to bring the world up to its feet?
To all my friends I love who have said goodbye
you’re welcome back into my life anytime
and if you just can’t that’s okay by me
you visit me anyway inside my dreams
I know the world, it turns
And so do we
But I keep fighting, I got two lions inside me and a scorpion and a dragon
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new humans
05:35
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Muses come again to me, leaving the gold house.
Do your cool thoughts and wanton heart
still weight upon your brow?
I felt it too on the hill of the muse
staring at the Aegean Sea.
What worries you, my tenth dark muse,
well, it worries me.
Phaedo laid his perfect head on the lap of Socrates.
He loved him then at the trials end
and he cried into his knees.
Old Socrates would still drink the tea
and twist Phaedo’s golden curls.
The last thing he said was to fix a debt
and then he died quiet for the world.
Oh, what love.
Lorca raised his heavy head to stare into the trees.
He didn’t know how but he held dark sound
in his small body.
They killed him then, you know they shot him dead,
scared of that true beauty.
More powerful than the cry of the war
was a love a lightning.
In a dream Johnny saw a picture of the new humans.
They were beautiful, blue skinned and bright,
they were soft and genderless.
And when they spoke, not through their throats
but through their golden eyes,
the whole of the world was a golden curl
sheered from the lamb of the sky.
And oh, what love.
When the pastor says God,
well I just replace it with Love.
Rilke said it can’t come until the end.
So don’t wait for a savior,
save your own savior,
because all of us will add up to one.
We are what makes it come,
when all us add up to one.
When I meditate your body enters mine.
I am blue and so are you
and we lie in the yellow light.
It is more than love it is a step above
see we are crosses on the sun.
You are more than you in electric blue
you’ve got the shine of a chosen one.
Oh, we are love.
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tempelhof blues
03:11
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I can’t get a grip on the world
though I try and try
my heart is a golden field
you eat ice cream beside
and up above your head
is that old blue sky
faithful as a dog
waiting for you to arrive
I can’t get a grip on the world
though I’ve tried my best
my love is a gold cut
across the length of my chest
and though it tries to heal
oh those faithful platelets
not a day goes by
that something don’t open it
And I can’t get a grip on the world
oh how I would like to
this world is a magic
we are all trying to refute
but one day I’ll get brave
I’ll say “no no! it’s all true!”
and we’ll stand in a golden field
under a regal blue
Some people say you must
transcend the world
that god lives above
all the blood and the dirt
but I understand Thomas
I know what he wasn’t sure
I’ll have to touch your pretty cut
if you ever do return
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