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Big Sky
01:21
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Staring out the window
looking at big sky
the silly rabbit
different cells now
It took forever
tracking static
natural ways
now on ice mountain
Ghosts of yesteryear
still have their say
ghosts of yesteryear
still have their play
the big sky has it, the ghost does have it
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2. |
Downtowner
02:52
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3. |
Kill Devil Hills
03:33
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Right there in painted moonlight
our hearts were all well spent
Brain's froze in smitten kitten halos
On your own to see where the day goes
Sun down, calm now
Listen well to
Shoe dropped to the other foot, spell chew
Rabbit run, rabbit run to the forest
in the soup, we'll tell you the chorus
We'll find our hearts where we left them
Next to time wasted/wrecked youth wonder
We'll find our arts where we left them
In the bath, with dresses thrown asunder
Right there in painted moonlight
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4. |
Tight-Wound
10:26
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There's a black cloud passing our way
thought I saw your face before
Better pack your bags in May
Brother, I'm right at your door
Leave the ditch to keep your craw
There's still bleeding, Ma
Tight-wound is what it's called
It's still got bones to fill
Seen the pastings on the wall
You crushed me some time ago
my heart still does me wrong
keeps me in that siren's pull
It'll keep spinning round
No matter your earthly delights
Does not care for time you wore
Another trip on the carousel
Take a trip to Candyland
Never mind the dirty hands
One more time and what for
Brother, I'm right at your door
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5. |
Of The Rawest Kind
02:48
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I've got a dub for you
of the rawest kind
Hope to see it through
no matter the bind
I'll cut the lime for you
It'll make the well
I'll soothe your throat for you
take you out your hell
I'll walk the hills for you
for your enemy's mine
I'll search the fields of blue
where the pheasants dine
I've got a dub for you
it's the rawest kind
Hope you'll see it through
all space and time
Of the rawest kind
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Wake me up so early in the morning
need some anti-bacterial warning
We're all getting on in our years
we're all so stuck on our fears
Early in the morning, desolate in the winter
Don't you wake me up in the morning
With the acts you'll be performing
I've emptied out the tears
There's something stuck in the gears
Drive me out to the desert
I'll forget I've ever been hurt
Drumming up on the rocks
all the colors, put in the box
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7. |
Parallax
02:45
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Left my view for the very last time
Came at you, wrapped in twine
Send those bums to the back of the line
Who said gold will always shine?
The sun's going down
Just like every line that ends in rhyme
Two different views, a parallax line
Moves so fast on slow projector find
Shoot me out to an alternate time
Be there waiting on a cosmic dime
All that may do my rhyme
By all the saints and filthy swine
There's nothing like a nice old blaze
Oil-soaked rag and chicken daze
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8. |
Marched (Your Waiting)
03:12
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Spring bliss leads to summer hiss
our fathers never prepped for this
It's marching well into the shallow
It's waiting for it all to mellow
Take that grin and paste it on a face
Half-ready but not feeling great
I could use a dose of bleeding sunshine
I'll give you everything that's mine
Your waiting brings you to your knees
Your waiting finds you beg and plead
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9. |
Wait 'Til Morning Light
02:43
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Sitting there by the window
the world goes by
but it moves so slow
What kind of birds will do the bidding?
Catch the sunlight and you aren't kidding
Half speed and trying to catch up
the sleep is gonna knock you out and to the touch
gotta wait until the morning light
flowers will be planted, where it was rough
Too many stairs to the casso
those damn peasants sure are a hasso
the cheeks are red, and flushed
the heart is racing, but not rushed
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10. |
Malcontent
09:48
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You see the birds all sup
can't leave enough
winter of our malcontent
and the money's all spent
A palm leaf fan
and an uneven tan
Time to bring it down
you'll have more use for it there
winter of our malcontent
and the money's all spent
Sanctify this sinner's heart
forgot to lock the barn
if it's a constant frown
I'm off this merry-go-round
There's the paint in you
gotta give it some time
it's not a one-act play
it's pained for days
Hey, you- get me off of that frown
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11. |
Cloud 9
03:22
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Running red lights
patching the wire
still on cloud 9
Take a breath
it's good for you
and you'll find a cloud just fine
Feeling tongue-tied
is it all right?
May be a rough ride
Gotta find the bright
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12. |
Neverending Daze, pt. II
03:45
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Dazing
well into summer
we'll be
Dazing
you're like no other
and when
the light fades into night
Magic comes
Dazing
End of the summer/
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Well there you have it
Big sky is wasting
You'll never have it
Big sky is waiting
You silly rabbit
ghost isn't taking
I shut it down, when it's too real
Not in my air course
and now it's for real
not in my air course
July air, red lips bleeding
thin as the snake
wait 'til next year
Not in my air course
not in the deal
not selling anything
Not feeling real
The big sky has it/
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Last night, sure flight
alley smoke, lonely moonglow
feel the wires humming
Back for more, thanks for coming
Downtown, feel brown
In the room- you took me over
On the lake, drowning
Throw a pole to keep breathing
Twice dutch, once kept
Let's twist again like we did last summer
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