1. |
Mercantilia
03:11
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we rode,
we flew,
we loitered
we drank deeply
and stumbled through hours
ground to nothing,
just torpor,
of cigarettes and dirty fingernails.
I spent two years here
the story's riddled with holes
lost, oh, lost
the dusty clock
of my tenure.
I have been sober since.
I have just told a lie.
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2. |
Ice Floes
02:35
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i'm standing on the deck
the ice in my glass is clinking
it's such a lovely night
it's such a fitting end, i'm thinking
i'm standing on the deck
the ice in my glass is clinking
and as I'm looking up
the yellowing moon keeps shrinking
and I've been wasting time
thinking
surrounded by decadence and useless
drinking
i'm drifting through the floes
i suppose
this vessel's sinking,
sinking
i'm standing on the deck
the ice in my hand is shaking
and as the water rises
my tenuous grip starts breaking
one hand is on the rail
the glass in my hand is falling
some action seems required
but i just can't keep from stalling
and I've been wasting time
thinking
surrounded by decadence and useless
drinking
i'm drifting through the floes
i suppose this vessel's
sinking,
sinking.
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3. |
Rails
02:38
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we're riding the rails
on hundred mile paper again
let's hope we don't fail
cold knot in my throat again
the sky above, the watchful eye
a useless truth, a useful lie
a rotting book, the open face
a corner cut, a closing space
we're riding the rails
on hundred mile paper again
let's hope we don't fail
cold knot in my throat again
the rusting wheel, a crumbling nail
the clipping bow, an empty sail
a jury rigged, a verdict reached
the rising swell, the levee breached
we're riding the rails
on hundred mile paper again
let's hope we don't fail
cold knot in my throat again
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4. |
Couldn't Figure
04:24
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i couldn't figure you out
i didn't want to
'cos i was standing so proud
being around you
and you were standing right there
and you were looking at me
and you were looking so good
the way i knew that you'd be
i couldn't figure you out
was i supposed to?
'cos you were lying right here
yeah, you were lying with me
i couldn't figure you out
didn't bother to try
and as time passed on
i didn't see the need why
and i was too swallowed up
being held in your stare
didn't need to know why
too wrapped up to care
and if i figured you out
would that have changed things?
would you be lying right here?
would you be lying with me?
i couldn't figure you out
i couldn't figure you out
i couldn't figure you out
i couldn't figure you out
i never figured you out
i never figured you out
i couldn't figure you out
i couldn't figure you out
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5. |
Ten Years
04:09
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ten years is too damn long a time
to still hear parts of your voice in mind
and i still can't begin to comprehend
just where i'll begin
and where you'll end
three thousand miles is just much too high a toll
wearing down the thread that frays around my soul
and i won't give credit until it's due
the broken line that exists
between me & you
and oh my god, i've wasted so much time
dreaming
and nothing quite turns out the way it's
seeming
i'm drifting through the floes
trust no one i suppose
i'm full to teeming
across town, a place that neither of us know
in a booth, cast askance, lights down low
you asked me where it was
that i first heard
and my thickened tongue
struggled to find words
so i'll dress up my face
just like a shroud
this kind of quiet does mean nothing
without loud
cross my arms and i hope
that i die
you couldn't even bring yourself
to meet my eye
and oh my god, i've wasted so much time
dreaming
and nothing quite turns out the way it's
seeming
i'm dancing through the floes
trust no one i suppose
i'm full to teeming
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6. |
O Girl
02:10
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before the day alights upon your bedpost
o girl, i'll be gone
show me the kind of thing you dread most
hold on girl, be strong
walking down these lines again
every crease and contour
like a thread cast on your face
dampness in these bones again
marrow warm, passing through
to a restless kind of place
o girl, i'll be gone
hold on girl, be strong
certainty as sure as nightshade
my girl, i'll be gone
pull your hair into a tight braid
my girl, oh, so strong
walking down these lines again
every crease and contour
like a thread cast on your face
dampness in these bones again
marrow warm, passing through
to a restless kind of place
o girl, i'll be gone
hold on girl, be strong
o girl, i'll be gone
hold on girl, be strong
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