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Cinnamon
04:02
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whatever I say as the thirsty shouter
as the dry and pure
whenever you speak, all I get is powder
how could I need anymore
dry one, be sweeter to me
be softer when the world is louder
all the dry sweetness I drink is
glass after glass of cinnamon powder
on a dry day when your heart is desert
and my hand is the glass
in a short way, all I get is powder
thirsty now and before
dry one, be sweeter to me
be softer when the world is louder
all the dry sweetness I drink is
glass after glass of cinnamon powder
whatever I say at the thirsty counter
as the dry and sure
dry one, be sweeter to me
be softer when the world is louder
all the dry sweetness I drink is
glass after glass of cinnamon powder
take it away from me, sweet sweet water
the bitterness has its place
take it away from me, it’s my fault and
I can just live on cinnamon
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2. |
Make It Count
02:58
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in time
like a snake that finds an owl
singing in the daytime
keeping the dark away
we’ll find
like underwater sounds
that never talking
is echoing everyday
so let some words just leave your lips
make them count, make them count
it takes time
to grow this from a seed
to grow a shade tree
keeping the heat away
but things grow
in the very hardest places
and never talking
is half me, anyway
so let some words just leave your lips
make them count, make them count
a few words that sound like this:
where have you been? where have you been?
i’ll let some words just leave my lips
and i’ll make them count, i’ll make them count
a few words that sound like this:
where have i been? where have i been?
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3. |
Speak Not Falsely
03:25
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oh speak not falsely to me
I am late as I am
I am late knowing that, late to showing that
I have no place to go
oh speak not slowly to me
I am fast as I am
I am fast when thinking and, fast when heavy drinking when
it’s the only place to go
if all of your family love
is overflowing from the pockets of
your springtime coat
remember me, and speak not falsely
oh speak not quietly to me
I am loud as I am
I am loud in quiet times, loud and it shows that I
I have no place to go
if all of your family love
is overflowing from the pockets of
your springtime coat
remember me, and speak not falsely
if all of your family love
is overflowing from the pockets of
your springtime coat
remember me, and speak not falsely
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4. |
Filled With White
03:34
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your friends are sick and you’re sad
your calls could break a glass
your glass that’s filled with white tonight
or red it’s strong and it’s right
we’re here we know the sound
your voice is still so proud
of me despite the darkness of
your days there by the park
we can listen so good that you’ll hardly know
that to be by yourself is to be alone and
you’re so tired and although it shows
we are one phone call away
we’re here to be a heart
we don’t feel far apart
please call and write and try to feel
the moon on your steering wheel
we can listen so good that you’ll hardly know
that to be by yourself is to be alone and
you’re so tired and although it shows
we are one phone call away
we can listen so good that you’ll hardly know
that to be by yourself is to be alone and
you’re so tired and although it shows
we are one phone call away
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5. |
A Swan
06:41
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too loud, sleep sits.
too soft means fits.
parties kick me.
a crowd is three.
at night, three sheets,
the dreams discrete.
at noon, too tired.
the world is wired.
I dream the house has left the ground.
The doors refuse to let me out.
I dream a swan has left the air.
The house we’re in has fallen there.
Green leaves change me
to you, and back into me
Then I’ll go home
my love, my home.
I dream the house has left the ground.
The doors refuse to let me out.
I dream a swan has left the air.
The house we’re in has fallen there.
(and that’s where I am)
too loud, sleep sits.
too soft means fits.
I dream the house has left the ground.
The doors refuse to let me out.
I dream a swan has left the air.
The house we’re in has fallen there.
(and that’s where I am)
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6. |
A Tall Tree
04:07
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the trouble is medicine, and you’d look to find
the argument’s meaning, but you think twice
take a big word, made small
so peaceful? not at all
the trouble is everything, it grows, it grows
releasing it could make for an overflow
take a tall tree, made small
so careful? not at all
the volume of everything feels too low
increasing it could make for an overflow
take a bad dream made to forget
so impossible this morning sweat
the bottom of everything feels too low
reaching it could make for an overflow
take a tall tree, made small
so impossible? not at all
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7. |
Veteran
02:42
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are you a veteran, of the time that you spent
on the beaches of the seas that died?
did you have a better plan, than to drink it all away
within reach of something brighter inside?
are you so distracted now, that you got all you wanted
from the armies that were in your head?
did you know you sat around, with the curtains and the weather
looking up at you, so nearly dead?
you don’t have to wait too long to die
like I do
I’ll meet you at the gate where we can take sides
which way, which way
are you a veteran, of the years that you spent
on the couches of the ones who lived?
did you have a bigger plan, but you drank it all away
within reach of something it couldn't give?
you don’t have to wait too long to die
like I do
I’ll meet you at the gate where we can take sides
which way, which way
you don’t have to wait too long to die
like I do
I’ll meet you at the gate where we can take sides
which way, which way
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8. |
The Archivist
04:08
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the box of things you’re keeping
for future sons and theirs
it’s like a gun in your hand
I’m dropping mine for real
(romantic things are different)
the book of old you should be burned
just find yourself the right place
and go for it
the boxes are for oceans
and fires
we’ve talked about the museum
we’re building it instead of our lives
we keep them far, the ones who love us
so that one day, everybody will
(romantic things are different)
the book of very-old-you should be shelved
just find yourself the right place
and go for it
the boxes are for oceans
and fires
just find ourselves another way
to deal with it, getting older
the boxes are an early way
to die
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9. |
The Killer
02:31
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it seems like the accusation is good, like it is finally right to make
maybe we could have, have one more night, of quiet and no more killing
where no one screams, no animal shouts, and it is peaceful on all farms
you, you are the slow, slow wreckers of, of beautiful lives
it’s time you knew, knew just how wrong
you at the store asking how come
I am not so murderous too
when the killer, the killer is you
they're all the tiny babies inside of boxes for one second on your tongue
how could you take a small spirit and just stick a knife in it?
it’s time you knew, knew just how wrong
you at the store asking how come
I am not so murderous too
when the killer, the killer is you
it’s time you knew, knew just how wrong
you at the store asking how come
I am not so murderous too
when the killer, the killer is you
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10. |
Stay Soft
03:22
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when you were a christian kid, the world was smaller,
littler than all the shit you did.
that didn’t work out so good, and now that you’re taller,
it doesn’t matter what that kid ever did
don’t feel so bad: it’s good
when you are sad, you should be
remember the rocks you climbed, with your dad and sister
they were the biggest in your yard.
those woods are developed now, gone are the blisters.
they were tough and still I think they are.
don’t feel so bad: it’s good
when you are sad, you should be
it adds up, written down.
it looks small like the rocks you found
it adds up, written down.
it looks small like the rocks you found
with her
with her
you don’t need to toughen up: stay soft
you don’t need to toughen up: stay soft
you don’t need to toughen up: stay soft
you don’t need to toughen up: stay soft
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11. |
The Dove
03:04
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all the world is a forest where the sadness is the roots that catch your feet
or an ocean where the city is a nightmare
but the city isn't growing like the desert or the golden fields of wheat
or an ocean where the desert is a nightmare
all the world, i am asking for a sadness like a rock that cracks your knee
for the ocean, for the city is a nightmare
if the forest is a danger and you think you're better off just in your seat
or just sleeping 'cause to say it is a nightmare
oh the dove, oh the dove,
oh the dove my love, above it all
if the world is a forest where the buildings will replace all the trees
to the ocean when the city is a nightmare
if the city's overgrowing with the vines and the yellow swarms of bees
to the forest to escape that nightmare
oh the dove, oh the dove,
oh the dove my love, above it all
oh the world, oh the world,
oh the world my girl, I’ll take it
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Spanish For Hitchhiking Northampton, Massachusetts
Indie rock band from Northampton, MA. Dave Chalfant, Dennis Crommett, Max Germer, Dave Hower.
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