1. |
Spades
03:40
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Spades, clubs, hearts and diamonds
I need spades, clubs, hearts and diamonds
Needle, thread, hearts, and clothes pins
Ash, flame, forgotten science
Anything to make your head spin
Two red stripes smash my head in
Two far gone souls who like the credit
Wind, leaves, inspiring dreams
Of funerals and broken teeth
Counters slide with cards and cartilage
Wiping down the staircase of fingertips...
(chorus)
So don't forget what made you that way
Don't forget what put you all in disarray
A mid aged woman in her aging house
Where the husband's late and the daughter's out, she’s out now and
She baked the conversation to a crisp
While the daughter screams about her lack of smudged red lips, red smudged lips
Cafe bustelo and ink stains on ice
Old friends show up with a nice surprise...
(chorus)
Don't forget what made you that way.
Don't forget what put you all in disarray
On a porch lighted by faces
Every word is a participant
Stories told of a live corpse we're chasing
Until someone drunkenly rants.
With limp connection,
To our loving mentions,
Of sisters and brothers alike.
I turn to you, me and my floorboards of youth
And whisper a well known secret i can't fight
(chorus)
Don't forget what made you that way.
Don't forget what put you all in disarray
Spades, clubs, hearts and diamonds
I need spades, clubs, hearts and diamonds
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2. |
Luckies
06:03
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Sleep seems so far away from me
Rest isn’t in my periphery
Steps taken feel like fiction
Me and my nostalgic addiction
Make every action a decision
Branches divide like spilt water
And you clean it up with a hundred dollars
And tin cans that read RC
And cartons that make you Lucky
Or so I was told…
(chorus)
Can’t you just be done?
Like the rest of us,
Stop putting that hammer down
And abandoned houses whisper hints to me
And the worst people I know are kind to the ones they meet
And then the door is closed
And it’s clear that every stance was posed…
(chorus)
Can’t you just be done?
Like the rest of us,
Stop putting that hammer down
And preachers painting the walls of your mind
With every stroke you got less of yourself to find
And not because it was found, simply because it’s just not there
And I was taught this was fair…
(chorus)
Can’t you just be done?
Like the rest of us,
Stop putting that hammer down
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3. |
Red Skies
03:42
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Leave the air and the earth to play
Eyes big and too much to say
Six hours have passed by in the last thirty seconds
Leaving me and you, the legends
(chorus)
What do you do when the skies turn red?
What do you do when you find yourself but not your bed?
What do you do when everything is too deep?
And the only part is your ego that’s asleep
Leave the fight in your only son
And the war with his head that he hasn’t won
He’s always been short of trick cards
And time for the boundaries to be gone so far
(chorus)
What do you do when the skies turn red?
What do you do when you find yourself but not your bed?
What do you do when everything is too deep?
And the only part is your ego that’s asleep
The war is over and nobody won
And I never thought that I would see the sun
But my ego is still dead on the floor
But suddenly it’s not so deep anymore
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4. |
Robert Malone
05:54
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It’s been five years, to the day
Since it’s been this way
I still remember the leafs
And how they swayed
The burning red in the trees
And the heart of a new family
One god damn strong comradery
I see an old man cry
Who wants his son back
With a woman who once had four
But she lost one fast
And the three remaining brothers
Spoke to us in kind regard
Trying to sustain the tattered remnants
Of our hearts
I still see three broken shells
Who want their brothers lack
To be filled and to be thrived
For him to come running right back
Now I see children
Who’ve gone their separate ways
Keeping in touch but out of Birmingham
Where they used to stay
Back in those comforted nights
When we’d hold each other together
Dry every tear
Make sure we’re all better
And I have my brother
He can’t cry behind closed doors
He tried and he tried but they never fell
But he wishes that they would
Next time I see him
I’m gonna hold him tightly
Heal wounds on his chest and in his heart
The best that I could
And I watch my mother
Weap on her wedding anniversary
She’s looking for him
Who seems to be missing
And we don’t know where he went
But he never made a scene
And now it just plagues our hearts with hopeless wondering
I’m sure that every one of us
Has had a moment alone
Where we are speaking out loud
To a ghost
And we ask him how it is
And we tell him how are we
Until a chilling realization
That he’s not in our company
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5. |
Datsun Era
04:05
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Take me back to the datsun era
When I first saw the happiness in my father’s eyes
120 down 65
Never seen him more alive
Oh, I swear doesn’t get much better than that
Please take me back
(chorus)
Stripes on a Z
Never looked like scars on me
Houses and doors
Coming in fours
And I don’t know when it will be back
But, to these mid life crises
I’m attracted
Caught in a windshield
Wondering if I’ll ever see
Being glass ain’t as easy as it seems
And getting caught in everyone’s cracks
And making up for, every good trait you lack
(chorus x 2)
Stripes on a Z
Never looked like scars on me
Houses and doors
Coming in fours
And I don’t know when it will be back
But, to these mid life crises
I’m attractedq
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