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Ripped
04:30
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Ripped
When you build her give her steel-plated ribs
Make her heart beat like an engine and not miss
Sandbag her against the flood or she may drown
Termite-proof the parts of her that touch the ground
And god knows she’s seen some sad things in her time
They leave her ripped
They leave her dumb
They make it all look like a lie
It pulls her in
It pulls her down
And its source cannot be found
It laid its weight across your heart
And it makes you what you are
Carve her name into the trunk of a tree
Jewels of sap run down and land at her feet
When you make her give her cast-iron teeth
Check her carefully for holes in case of leaks
Sink her footings deep into the earth
Build her proof a hurricane or worse
Plant her tree outside your house and let it grow
Tend it carefully I’m sure that she will know
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2. |
Green Beads
04:18
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Green Beads
We traded kisses on our knees
Held hands with you in bed while I sat at your feet
Your unicorns and crucifix on the canopy
And I will wear your green beads and you will never know
You will never know
Stay. Stay. I hate the way that people come and go.
Pile the flowers by the door
Inside the people sing but somehow I want more
The incense and its nuances were lost on me
August to July
ten months asleep.
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3. |
Long Gone
03:31
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Long Gone
And I know the red dirt will
Stick to my feet as I walk through
I left my car in the driveway
And how the trees have grown
It doesn’t look like my old home
And whose is that dog
Dead on the highway
Through the creek
The cattleyard
The lemon tree
But it’s long gone now
The red dirt stuck to my feet
My curly hair and my Fossey’s jeans and my
Brown eyes made me uncool
With the blonde-haired tough girls at my school
You sang songs in a minor key
Sad words ripped right through me
You had no love for the middle ground
Sad words held me tight
I loved you then because you made it alright
I need it now but you’re not around
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4. |
The Albatross
04:52
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The Albatross
Adrift on your inner sea
Your innocence bugs me
Yeah you break my heart
You drift from room to room
Empty as an old shoe
Yeah you break my heart
Strange days drifting at sea
When did you kill the albatross?
But your sailor’s skills won’t let you drown
And you won’t climb the mast to see what’s around
You’re so lost now.
The albatross laid its weight
On shoulders just not meant to take
The strain and it breaks my heart
You don’t have the oil for the storm
And all your defenses are worn
Yeah you break my heart
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5. |
Sunburnt Boys
04:54
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Sunburnt Boys
Sunburnt boys are playing on the beach
Jump so high, the ball you’re throwing flies
Out of reach, curving through the afternoon
What you want and what you need
Lightly oiled, machine-tooled
I watch from my chair,
You continue unaware –
The tide will soon come in and clean the beach where you have been
You’re so cool, sunburnt boys I’m on to you
You’re so cool, diamond-honed and finely tuned
You’re so cool, sunburnt boys I’m on to you
You’re so cool, lightly oiled, machine-tooled
5am, up at sunrise on the beach,
I saw your friends heading home to get some sleep
Invisible, by virtue of my camouflage,
I didn’t seem to catch their eyes –
Not like you caught mine.
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6. |
Wolfboy
05:34
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Wolfboy
Sad drunk boy, are you numb?
Lips and fingertips blue.
Mad bad boy. From one to ten
And repeat once again.
You hide in my backyard
Moon shine bright and hard
Wolfboy how did you ever hide your changing heart?
Smoke drink boy – it’s not fun.
Dumb it down again.
Tired wired boy. Are you done?
Two becomes one.
Long haul boy. Vows undone,
Raw beneath your changing heart.
Torn worn boy, are you done?
You pick up and move right along.
And I know you didn’t mean to bite anyone.
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The Sun, The Sand, The Sea
I’ve been to the pier
And I went down to the sea
To watch for the boat that would bring you to me
I walked through the night
In case I didn’t have the time right
In case I missed you
Or you missed me
You missed me
I search the sun and the sand and the sea
For signs and messages left there for me
I search the marks and the tracks in the sand
And I am trying to understand
I cast an eye to the heavens above
For signs that you have been sending your love
I woke up with the sun
And I went down to the sea
In case the storm in the night had brought you to me
And I search the changing tides
For signs of you in the sea
Because I miss you boy – do you miss me?
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8. |
Slow Sad Song
03:38
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Slow Sad Song
Slow sad song
Slow sad song
Where did it go wrong?
Pear-shaped – I’m tired from the sun.
Tell me I’m strong
Tell me I’m strong
Tell me I’m wrong
About you – I’m tired from the sun.
I want away
I want away from you.
Slow sad song
Tell me I’m strong
Tell me I’m wrong about you.
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9. |
Arabian Sea
04:17
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Arabian Sea
Red dust on the broadleaf tree
Red sun through the haze laid its mark on me
God’s red mark sits between his eyes
Cows on the road - will we get there alive
From the beach to the mountains on the winding road
On her henna-stained hands old stories unfold
But I left my guitar on the train and I had to go back to the town again
And
My friend the Arabian Sea
Cool my feet, wash me clean
My friend you understand
Won’t you please
Guide me
The beggar at the station’s only got one hand
His legs are twisted and he can’t stand
God’s mark on the woman with the skin disease
Whose bed every night is a sack on the street
The blind man won’t move away from the door
I gave him a dollar but he wants much more
The kids all smile and they want to shake hands
And I’m touched by the love of the family man
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10. |
Cotton Wool
03:40
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Cotton Wool
Lock down that emotion
Don’t let it rear its lumpy head
Stamp out all dissention
Keep your lip zipped
Lock it up tight so it feels safe
Wrap it up right and it won’t break
Keeping it light so it don’t weigh
Make it waterproof, spare the heartache
And send it half the world away
Hey hey hey
In cotton wool to keep the pain at bay
Seal off the indecision
Don’t let doubt around the door
I put it down to strange relations
Keeping it nice, so it feels right
Does your heart race through the hot night
In the wrong place
And it feels strange - jam it in tight
Make it over-sized and it won’t break
So lock me up tight so I’m constrained
Keep me boxed in so it feels safe
Keep me taped down so I will stay
Keep my lip zipped so I can’t say
Make me waterproof so I don’t weep
Make me over-sized so I don’t break
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11. |
Earthbound
03:38
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Earthbound
I want to float through the atmosphere
And easily rise above
I’m tired of waiting to get set free
Earthbound in the mud.
When will I know all there is to know?
Is there ever time to learn?
How will I get where I need to go?
Earthbound in the mud.
Earthbound – I warned you –
Icarus tried to fly too.
Some man on TV assures me that it’s easy
But I have never tried so hard
I never set my hopes so high
To watch them crumble time on time
While I’m earthbound in the mud.
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12. |
Take Me Home
05:16
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Take Me Home
We checked into this hotel
Because a man on the street said
‘Follow me please I’ll help you’
In the dark it’s hard to tell
Up the marble stairs through the grimy light
There’s a welcoming smile
Will it be alright?
But the room’s so small
With dark, stained walls
Take me home
I am tired
Take me home
I am wired
Take me home
I’ve been down so many roads
That I don’t recall their names
On the street it’s a constant hard-sell
From the man over there
The woman on the ground
And her kids too
Why does everybody yell?
With hardened hearts and downcast eyes
From the push and shove of the daily grind
And I might explode
From the heavy load
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