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Clouds We Ride
04:35
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Do you believe that prayer can heal?
If so, lay one on me
Soft and sweet
Oh, please dig deep
Into your heart, pray my soul to keep
'Cause I've got wildness on my mind
I've got the itch, I've got the pinwheel eyes
Every time I see your smile
My heart's so full… my heart's so full of crime
And on these clouds we ride
As our blood beats with the ocean tide
I've been waiting all my life to say
Goodbye, bye, bye
To the illusion of our precious lives
And on these clouds we ride
And they say young is just a state of mind
They say you only need what you can find
In plain sight, relinquish our desires
But I reserve my right
To follow you until the end of time
Where on these clouds we ride
As our blood beats with the ocean tide
I've been waiting all my life to say
Goodbye, bye, bye
To the illusion of our precious lives
To the illusion of our precious lives
On these clouds we ride on, on these
On these clouds we ride on, on these
On these clouds we ride on, on these
On these clouds we ride on
On these clouds we ride
As our blood beats with the ocean tide
I've been waiting all my life to say
Goodbye, bye, bye
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2. |
Feeling Strange
05:06
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You know, I used to dance?
You know, I used to dance?
You've just never seen those moves
But what else could we do?
Once god took our drugs away
Let us sway, let us sway
'Cause we still like to party… but now we do it straight
Feeling strange
In the best of ways
'Cause we still like to party… but now we do it straight
Feeling strange
In the best of ways
Feeling strange
In the best of ways
Your skin, your bones, your hair, your face
Crazy that we aren't anymore young thangs
But give us wisdom, give us grace
Meet me there if you know the place
Does it look the same?
Feeling strange
In the best of ways
Feeling strange
In the best of ways
Meet me there if you know the place
It doesn't look the same as when we used to rage
But the essence remains…
Unchanged
Feeling strange
In the best of ways
Feeling strange
In the best of ways
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3. |
Evil Uncle
05:45
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Look who's on the porch
A smiling face, but knives in their heart
I've heard your prayer before
And, by god, may you prosper
May hell-on-earth give you all
You deserve
I'd like to show you something
A hall-of-mirror game
Repressed scenes, the eye with which you see
The eye with which you see
Staring right back in
Don't open the door
I've known too many evil uncles before
You know they always come back for more
Always want another piece of your soul
But I've tried to say
You're no kin
No kin
To me
But you've always looking
For an audience
From your air conditioned anti-erudition
You're a chattering skull
On the nightly screen
Don't answer the phone
I've known too many evil uncles before
You know they always come back for more
Always want another piece of your soul
They don't have one of their own
From here on I'll choose
My family, it won't include
No cowardly motherfucker
Like you
You can even keep the name, never wanted it in the first place
You can even keep the name
You can even keep the name, never wanted it in the first place
You can even keep the name
You can even erase, my photo from the album
No trace, no trace…
You can even keep the name, never wanted it in the first place
You can even keep the name
You can even erase, me from the photo album
No trace, erase, no trace…
You can even keep the name, never wanted it in the first place
No trace, no trace…
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4. |
Hot Black
05:00
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Hot black
Walk back, man
If you still can
The light is slight, the city is damned
Nothing happened by chance
It was here, same corner streetlamp
I think when we met
Clean snow, dirty cash
You hailed a cab
Hot back sugar sometimes I run to your room in my mind
Where you're in the back
Crystals and ash
Mirrored ceiling, medicinal plants
You struck the match
Hot back sugar sometimes I run to your room in my mind
Animals come alive
It wasn't wrong if there was never anything to decide
Choice was never mine
I hurled my mind 'round the galaxy and back
Bright light flash
You wanna know, you wanna know what it meant?
I ain't allowed to confess
You wanna know, you wanna know what it meant?
If now is never, then there's never better time to begin
Hot back sugar sometimes I run to your room in my mind
Animals come alive
It wasn't wrong if there was never anything to decide
Hot back sugar sometimes I run to your room in my mind
So be kind
'Cause even freaks like you and me deserve love maybe once in awhile
So won't you be kind
'Cause even freaks like you and me deserve love maybe once in awhile
Lift our higher mind
But if there's no soul left you're not doing it right
Lift our higher mind
But if there's no soul left you're not doing it right
Lift our higher mind
But if there's no soul left you're not doing it right
Lift our higher mind
But if there's no soul left you're not doing it right
Lift our higher mind
But if there's no soul left you're not doing it right
Lift our higher mind
But if there's no soul left you're not doing it right
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She's celebrated as a composer
Of dark poems
But I knew her as a dancer-by-night
Barista-by-day
You see, that was New York
The pre-handheld computer age
By which I mean, as the sun rose we sensed the coming day
With our hearts, with our face
High point of the bridge above the East River
Where it was imparted to me
You may love many times but this one
This one will be
Sweet and unforgettably
Strange as can be… beyond belief
So now what light have we brought to this life?
I don't mean the numbers games, portfolios, the collection of "likes"
For what was accused as weakness
In the end bears strength
If all the pain could've been for something
Where it was imparted to me
You may love many times but this one
This one will be
Sweet and unforgettably
Strange as can be… beyond belief
I was accused of possessing too much
Too much spirit
Also, ineptitude for mechanistic designs
Watched numbers on the page arrange themselves into patterns of flight
Help me never to strive
Amid the city of external lies
I do not understand the basic principle that money-is-time
And you soul-is-for-hire
But I recall…
I recall the sense of your hand in mine
Of your hand in mine
Your hand in mine
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6. |
Love So Wide
05:46
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7. |
Stations | Your Cross
04:49
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This poltergeist of vibes, am I no longer fly?
In this place that tried to sink me
Yeah, I left town with its dirt in my teeth
Only to return short on cash, much improved
In the art of burning hours to ashes
I'm sorry honky...
I'm sorry honky it might be, I'm no patron to your scene
I'd burn my records to end this wide-awake dream
It's so obscene
All this screaming inside self-important skulls
Don't they realize it's all impermanent even the fucking sun?
Let me speak honestly what I've seen
You don't know to what hemispheres I've been
My white ass can go as black as the sea
I'd burn my records to end this wide-awake dream
It's so obscene
Still the devil she comes vamping into any room in which I sleep
I see it coming again
Here it comes again...
Okay you play the boss
All of us will walk the stations to your cross
But let's not waste this sweetness
The grace with which
Oh let's not waste this sweetness
The grace with which life will break you...
Oh let's not waste this sweetness
The grace with which life will break you...
Over and again
Over and again
Let us feel it when
Over and again....
Okay you play the boss
All of us will walk the stations to your cross
Okay you play the boss
All of us will walk the stations
Okay you play the boss
All of us will walk the stations to your cross
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My cage rattles day and night
I'm always inside
From time to time, come on by
And whisper through the bars
'Cause nothing's kinder than the truth
It seems
However much it hurts, I'm down for the real thing
Mother Mary, I've still got the mark on me
Sister Rainbow, don't be wary, you know we beasts come in peace
You'll see
Our story is never ending
I heard you singing in the garden
Or was that just a dream?
The song, the words, the voice
That howled only for me
After the outrage, tell me what do you really need?
Now that you've yelled from the mountain
Might we slither through the weeds?
Mother Mary, I've still got the mark on me
Sister Rainbow, don't be wary, you know we beasts come to please
You'll see
The need repeats
Repeats, indeed
Our story is never ending
I've still got the mark on me
It never really leaves, never really leaves
I've still got the mark on me
It speaks to me
I've still got the mark on me
It never really leaves, never really leaves
I've still got the beast in me
It speaks to me
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9. |
City To Town
04:30
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Stepped outside, called your mother
I wonder does she still
Speak our name?
Does she ask you if we're ever coming back again?
I wandered to the river
That I might be delivered
Two years, too long
Licking at wounds
Fresh rain banging down the windows
And eye to the town
As you come along
We came here alone
Waiting to lose, hoping to be found
After all, do you run
City to town?
And who knows you now?
My son, can you hear?
I know we've never met
You're someone out there
A voice at the end the street
We came here alone
Waiting to lose, hoping to be found
After all, do you run
City to town?
And who knows you now?
City to town
And who knows you now?
City to town
City to town
City to town
I hear voices through the ice, through the ice
I hear voices through the ice, through the ice
We came here alone
Waiting to lose, hoping to be found
After all this time
Living so close
But they don't know you so much
As I heard voices through the ice
Through the night
Are you still out there now?
Do you run
City to town
And who knows you now?
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10. |
Who Paid You?
04:57
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Who paid you to say that?
Too good to be true
Who paid you to say that?
We just want the truth
Do you truly stand for these things that you do?
Who paid you to say that?
To sweet to be true
Did they pay you to stay down like that?
While they do to you, what they're gonna do
Who is the patron, who is the fool?
Exactly who the fuck are you pandering to?
We've seen this dance before
We know the moves
However cold, however damned, however cruel…
You can't buy the sky
You can't sell the moon
Who paid you to say that?
Too good to be true
Lift up that mask while you can
It's time to see some proof
Who is the patron, who is the fool?
Exactly who the fuck are you pandering to?
We've seen this dance before
We know the moves
However cold, however damned, however cruel…
Give us it like it is
You don't know what fires we've been through
However sold, however damned, however cruel…
You can't buy the sky
You can't sell the moon on a virtue
Who paid you to say that?
Too good to be true
Did they pay you to stay down like that?
While they do to you, what they're gonna do, are you getting through?
Show us your transcripts, your returns, your I.O.U.s
And yes a record of everyone with whom you've flown privately, too
Who paid you…
Who paid you…
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