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Intro
00:58
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Surrender Anyhow
04:13
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Storms will bring clean air and what more
Gold and greens, from the treetops to the soil
To live life in-between
What I say I am and I'd like to be
Is to surrender anyhow
Surrender anyhow
Wake on your parents' couch
Walk with white pockets out
And trade floor toms for the rain
Autumn's here
See the foliage in decade
O to cut them off
And to seal away
Steal yourself away
Steal yourself away
To live life in-between
What I say I am and I'd like to be
Is to surrender anyhow
Surrender anyhow
Wake on your parents' couch
Walk with white pockets out
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Leavespeak
02:40
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Sooner than autumn thinned the tree shadows
It seemed dead and denied
I placed one foot on the breeze
Through words on screen
I smelled her brandy breath, but so was mine
On a north wind, I'll be gone so soon
Don't grieve
Oh it's simply in my blood
No words can ever change
If life and death go hand in hand
Then we should treat them both the same
In folded palms
I held an August storm
Big and short
Where warm infinity would stay around
Oh it's simply in my blood
No words could ever change
And if time was to un-spoil
I'd make the same mistake
Callous cicatrix upon your arm
Ain't no...
Carried down candles
Burning in palms
I could trace
What it was
What it was
What it was
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Gladlands
04:30
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Carried memories on the turnpike in some afternoon
To always reach your hands out and catch rain
With you cut loose I stray
With you cut loose I stray
All the same as...
They're belly up in autumn and in spring
They'll drown inside four walls and split a vein
I must say, honey, I could recognize
He's a strange one
He's a strange one
Memories are a burden quite like cement boots
They take what time can't heal and prop it up
With you cut loose I stray
With you cut loose I stray
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5. |
Collected Stories
02:38
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So much for a second grace
O, now I guess I am just who I am
Left in leaves, my words unsaid
To forgive's not to forget...
...that autumn leaves come loose
Some stains don't wash out
Purple trees above the roof
Keep the leaches talking
If summer's haunted hands could drag me back
Back and forth I'd make amends
I think of you, I think, like prayer
'Cause in my ribs it's the same old wish you'd hear
Forget that autumn leaves come loose
Some stains don't wash out
Purple trees above the roof
Keep the leaches talking
Hatred's a handoff
I didn't stay for a reason
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Endlessish
03:25
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Wander stations
No home or street or state
Just words
'Cause words can make amends
Not hands, not hands
Folded or in prayer
Bodies in motion
Closets with old bed sheets
Ghosts in a moment
Sometimes I don't mind
Drop in the ocean
Malaysian jets in spring
Life on the headrest
Sometimes I don't mind
Want to stand still
Is there a German word for wanting to get out of your American head?
To try to understand
All hands? Aw, man
Folded and in grasp
Bodies in motion
Closets with old bed sheets
Ghosts in a moment
Sometimes I don't mind
Drop in the ocean
Malaysian jets in spring
Life on the headrest
Sometimes I don't mind
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7. |
Pt. 2
01:09
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What could ever change my mind
Foggy headlights in the night
On a bench on the west side
Mountains disappear some place
Suburban summers
Hearts hold on
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Treeshadows
03:03
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O breath in
Abandon what you left behind
Fears will soon fade away
Hear my heart static
At borders where the stations change
And the concrete comes up quick
While black tree shadows gather company
Upon the cool grass underneath
In the tadpole summer let your insides breach
And tell me what comes next
A new breed or is it just nothing
Constellations, trace them with your calloused hands
I just want to feel at home at home
No more cold constructs
Come and drift a little while
The decade disappears in a day
While black tree shadows gather company
Upon the cool grass underneath
In the tadpole summer let your insides breach
And tell me what comes next
A new breed or is it just nothing
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Orange Peels
02:39
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I wanna be Katie's nails
Or the orange peel between
Should they say, "Go easy, my friend"
The ones you keep abandon the city for home
For native trees
And words that heal
Trembling hands
Like peroxide clears her auburn hair
With trembling hands I poured my drink
Should they say, "Go easy, my friend"
The ones you keep abandon the city for home
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10. |
October, 500 B.C.
03:07
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City static and the glass gold as a trombone
I do understand, no one ever feels complete
Still, I can't stand that you changed
Tho, I guess yourself's all you're guaranteed
You were right
You were right and I was wrong
You were nervous then
You paced snow that the cement held
One set of footsteps down
It's all you left behind
In the repetition there's been months of May
Flower beds and novocain
But nothing took it all away
Aw, so still
Here, there
What's the difference anyhow
And I was wrong
You were nervous then
To take home in the black sundown
Out past silver cars
We're both older now
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Something came over me
Is what I tend to say when I act like an asshole
Or a child all the same
With saltwater close to me
I'll end up on my roof
But I'll come down
I'll calm down
As soon as I saw you I was a child all the same
Some days I long to hear it
Unfold your tongue
And watch my name drop down like storm broke branches
I'll reach out, if you reach...
What's memorized in mirrors
Are lost words in the buckling stage light shine
You took it hard, you're drinking slow
You must be kidding me, if you're forgiving me for this
Caught the mystery pain
It was sixteen months of rain
All you said would never change
Whatdya know!
Some days I long to hear it
Unfold your tongue
And watch my name drop down like storm broke branches
I'll reach out, if you reach...
Braided limbs unbraid
Starts just start the ending
Marquee friends, grow old now
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