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Paradise Valley, Montana
05:00
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Do you hear me when I cry out your name
From way across the country
Got nothing to offer you and even less to say
but I'm begging you to hear from me
I'm going back to Paradise Valley, Montana
To find that river just off the road
I could stand a baptize'n since we left Montana
I've seen more of Hell than I care to know
Face down in the city and I'm so far from home
Someone's layin next to me but I'm all alone
Its been so long since Ive heard my own name
or recognized a single time or place
or recognized a single line in my face
Do you hear me when I twist, tear and shake
Condemned as these walls that hardly stand
Back in the midwest just as the dawn would break
You held me to the Promise Land.
Now all that I've got left is an old scrap of fabric
Just some shirt, use to be yours
It use to hold you and separate us at the skin
It can't do that any more
Now it just lays there on the floor
I'd give anything to be stranded with you now
In the back seat of that car thats broken down
I'd give anything but I've got nothin to give
And this city life's a lonely way to live
I'm going back to Paradise Valley, Montana
To find that river just off the road
It'll happen one of these days I swear
I swear, just as soon as I'm ready to go
It'll happen one of these days I swear
One of these days I'm coming home.
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Hell & Highwater
06:06
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Lately I been thinking of a photo hung and framed
And the silence that echoes from an abandoned name
And the delicately chosen things that weightlessly hang
On the four walls that held us while the old record sang
Well Nina Simone and Buffy Sainte-Marie
And My Lord Lucinda, did you write this one for me?
When she opened the window to let her smoke meet the night
The moon blankets her skin in a warm wash in of light
And I welcome Hell and High Water
To hollow the shell of your eldest daughter
Let her grow back in all flush and fully
Let the new garden have some room for me
And I'll take the same
By my mother's name
Lately I been thinking about someone I knew
With miles behind eyes words quiet and few
With skin like a great lake seeming endless and still
Hauntings thunder asunder, ringing hymns through the hills.
Shadows were hiding from the lamp on the stand
When she rises early to dress for work again
Felt like bathwater draining when she's leaving her bed
And her beauty's as painful as the moment thats fled
And I welcome Hell and High Water
To hollow the shell of your eldest daughter
Let her grow back in all flush and fully
Let the new garden have some room for me
And I'll take the same
By my mother's name
Well the city's too big, but it feels like an urn.
And you turn into ashes every time you learn
Well have you seen the aching and the places she hides
And have you seen her lately?
'cause I'm look'n to find.
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Breathe, Colleen
05:00
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The first woman I ever loved
Never loved me and she never will
So I ain't had nothing to lose
But I could hold you still
I like to hold you still
Why do you try so damn hard
To hold onto that shitty job
And hold onto that basement suite
Whats with you and consistency
As if there's such thing as security
Why don't you just get in the truck with me?
And why did you try so damn hard
To keep the truth from come'n out
And not to change the way things were
Well that's all ruined now.
And why do you cry so damn hard
Even when I was in your arms
And I walked out of your back yard
Just a square of concrete
And you stood in your back yard
Staring out at me
When I'm asking you to breathe, Colleen
Let me leave with one more thing
Cause you don't know the shit I've seen
Like that colour blue
Of a man who'll never breathe for you
And that empty stare
of man who's no longer there
When I'm asking you to breathe, Colleen
Even if I don't deserve a thing
I want to hear that holy sound
Of your chest rising up and down.
Like every woman I've ever loved
You'll never outweigh my wayward will
But if I had something to lose
I would hold you still.
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4. |
Atlantic
04:03
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I asked the atlantic when my time is gonna come
i asked the atlantic when our time is gonna come
i asked the atlantic for to call my baby home
she said honey now
your time ain't come and gone
i know that she loved me like the moon pulls in the tide
i carry round her photograph 'cause it makes for shorter nights
and when i held her face between my palms i could see the water rise
and i saw that she loved me like the moon pulls in the tide
theres a curse on the town where i come from
and that plague has taken so many i love
the city's dark and sobbing still with a terror overcast
seems i run away just to take the long walk back
if i freeze and panic will you kneel down next to me
if i freeze and panic will you softly help me see
that when i freeze and harden please remind me that i'm free
you're the salt that gives way to warm waters underneath
so i asked the atlantic when my time is gonna come
i asked the atlantic when our time is gonna come
i asked the atlantic for to please let me come home
she said honey now
you're time ain't come and gone
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Well you go and your body stays
Somehow you said its safer this way
You moved your arm a little and you held your head
And you can't hear me screaming from this side of the bed.
And we to try to stay home but they're coming in,
They're coming in
And you try to grow old but they're coming in,
They're persistant
And they tug at your belt
And they tear at your shirt
They said you'll burn
and you'll burn
You are pathologised,
You are destitute
They scream what are you
what are you?
But when my baby bleeds I got a cloth on hand
I've got a cloth on hand
Well I sure learned early to have a cloth on hand
to have a cloth on hand.
Just don't get lost when you leave
I'll rub your chest 'till you come back to your body
And we take turns holding down
We'll be right here, needing you 'round.
And I tug at your belt and I tear at your shirt
You just show me where it hurts
You are our kinda kid we all got shares in this shit
And we need you and I need you
And when we bleed you got a cloth on hand
You got a cloth on hand
Well you sure learned early that I bleed
You got a cloth on hand.
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