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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:18 pm
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"Nine In The Afternoon"
Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as lovers can, you know Yeah, we're feeling so good Picking up things we shouldn't read Looks like the end of history as we know It's just the end of the world
Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as love, you could, you can
Into a place where thoughts can bloom Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon And we know that it could be And we know that it should And you know that you feel it too
‘Cause it's nine in the afternoon And your eyes are the size of the moon You could ‘cause you can so you do We're feeling so good, just the way that we do When it's nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could ‘cause you can so you do We're feeling so good
Back to the street, down to our feet, Losing the feeling of feeling unique Do you know what I mean? Back to the place where we used to say, "Man it feels good to feel this way" Now I know what I mean
Back to the street, back to the place Back to the room where it all began Back to the room where it all began
'Cause it's nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could ‘cause you can so you do We're feeling so good, just the way that we do When it's nine in the afternoon Your eyes are the size of the moon You could ‘cause you can so you do We're feeling so good, just the way that we do When it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon You could ‘cause you can so you do We're feeling so good, just the way that we do When it's nine in the afternoon
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:23 pm
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"She's A Handsome Woman"
Go on
Innocence Sunk the glow and drowned in covers Send for all your absent lovers things
Sheepish Wolves Looking lived in eating buttons Wink, just don’t put your teeth on me
Go on
Accidents Let the evening in the backdoor Filled the room ceiling to the floor
Beat backbones Grazed the poem and made it strange I wasn’t born to be a skeleton
Go on
Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens
Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens
Go on
Jealous orchard The sky is falling off the ceiling While I’m tucking fibs into a cookie jar
Reverie It’s useless searching in the cupboards When everything you have is on your back
Go on
Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens
(Go on)
Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens
Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera Go on, film the world before it happens
(Go on) Film the world before it happens (Go on) Film the world before it happens (Go on) Film the world before it happens
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:24 pm
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"Do You Know What I'm Seeing?"
Clouds are marching along Singing a song, just like they do If the clouds were singing a song I'd sing along, wouldn't you too? If you just knew what they could do Oh, if you just knew What would they do?
And if the birds are just hollow words Flying along, singing a song What would they do? If they just knew what they could do Oh, if they just knew
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather And it never gave a damn about me I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather And it never gave a damn about me No, it never gave a damn about me
I know it's mad But if I go to hell Would you come with me? Or just leave?
I know it's mad But if the world were ending Would you kiss me? Or just leave me? Just leave me?
Clouds are singing a song Marching along, just like they do If the clouds were playing a song I'd play along, wouldn't you too? If you just knew what they could do Oh, if you just knew What would they do?
And if words are just hollow birds Flying along, singing a song What would they do? If they just knew what we could do Oh, if they just knew
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather And it never gave a damn about me I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather And it never gave a damn about me No, it never gave a damn about me
I know it's mad But if I go to hell Would you come with me? Or just leave?
I know it's mad But if the world were ending Would you kiss me? Or just leave me? Just leave me?
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather And it never gave a damn about me I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather And it never gave a damn about me I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather And it never gave a damn about me I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather And it never gave a damn about me No, it never gave a damn about me
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:26 pm
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"That Green Gentleman (Things Have Changed)"
Things are shaping up to be pretty odd Little deaths in musical beds So it seems I'm someone I've never met
You will only hear these elegant crimes Fall on your ears from criminal dimes They spill unfound from a pretty mouth
And everybody gets there, everybody gets there And everybody gets their way I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her Now I'm the only one to blame
Things have changed for me, and that's okay I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say Things have changed for me, and that's okay
I want to go where everyone goes I want to know what everyone knows I want to go where everyone feels the same
I never said I'd leave the city I never said I'd leave this town A falling out we won't tiptoe about
And everybody gets there, everybody gets there And everybody gets their way I never said I missed her when everybody kissed her Now I'm the only one to blame
Things have changed for me, and that's okay I feel the same, I'm on my way, and I say
Things have changed for me, and that's okay I feel the same, and I say
Things have changed for me, and that's okay I feel the same, and I say
Things have changed for me, and that's okay I feel the same, and I say
Things have changed for me, and that's okay I'm on my way, and I say
Things have changed for me
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:29 pm
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"Northern Downpour"
If all our life is but a dream Fantastic posing greed Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea For diamonds do appear to be Just like broken glass to me
And then she said she can't believe Genius only comes along In storms of fabled foreign tongues Tripping eyes and flooded lungs Northern downpour sends its love
Hey moon, please forget to fall down Hey moon, don't you go down
Sugarcane in the easy morning Weathervanes my one and lonely
The ink is running toward the page It's chasing off the days Look back at boat feet And that winding knee I missed your skin when you were east You clicked your heels and wished for me
Through playful lips made of yarn That fragile Capricorn Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves I know the world's a broken bone But melt your headaches Call it home
Hey moon, please forget to fall down Hey moon, don't you go down
Sugarcane in the easy morning Weathervanes my one and lonely
Sugarcane in the easy morning Weathervanes my one and lonely
Sugarcane in the easy morning Weathervanes my one and lonely
Sugarcane in the easy morning (Hey moon, hey moon) Weathervanes my one and lonely (Hey moon, hey moon)
Sugarcane in the easy morning (Hey moon, hey moon) Weathervanes my one and lonely (Hey moon, hey moon)
Sugarcane in the easy morning (Hey moon, please forget to fall down) Weathervanes my one and lonely (Hey moon, don't you go down)
Sugarcane in the easy morning (You are at the top of my lungs) Weathervanes my one and lonely (Drawn to the ones who never yawn)
(Sugarcane in the easy morning) Hey moon, please forget to fall down (Weathervanes my one and lonely) Hey moon, don't you go down
(Sugarcane in the easy morning)
You are at the top of my lungs Drawn to the ones who never yawn
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:30 pm
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"When The Day Met The Night"
When the moon fell in love with the sun All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night
When the sun found the moon She was drinking tea in a garden Under the green umbrella trees In the middle of summer
When the moon found the sun He looked like he was barely hanging on But her eyes saved his life In the middle of summer (Summer)
In the middle of summer All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night Summer All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night Summer, summer, summer, summer All was golden when the day met the night
So he said, "Would it be alright, If we just sat and talked for a little while If in exchange for your time I give you this smile?"
So she said, "that's ok, As long as you can make a promise not to break My little heart or leave me all alone In the summer"
Well he was just hanging around Then he fell in love And he didn't know how But he couldn't get out Just hanging around and he fell in love
In the middle of summer All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night Summer All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night Summer, summer, summer, summer
When the moon fell in love with the sun All was golden in the sky All was golden when the day met the night
Summer, summer, summer, summer The middle of summer Summer, summer, summer, summer The middle of summer Summer, summer, summer, summer The middle of summer Summer, summer, summer, summer The middle of...
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:33 pm
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"The Piano Knows Something I Don't Know"
I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere My hair, my hair
If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf Of course, of course, of course
She's the smoke She's dancing fancy pirouettes Swan diving off of the deep end Of my tragic cigarette
She's steam Laughing on the windowpanes The never-ending swaying haze Oh, that ever smiling maze Oh, that ever smiling maze Ballet
Everything's gone missing I've lost more songs to floods I can't prove this makes any sense But I sure hope that it does
Perhaps I was born with curiosity The likes of those of old crows The likes of those of old crows
And oh, how the piano knows The piano knows something I don't know
I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere My hair, my hair
If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf Of course, of course, of course Of course, of course, of course Of course, of course, of course Of course
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:34 pm
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"Behind The Sea"
A daydream spills from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left to nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks of candle swans Slowly drift across wax ponds
The men all played along to marching drums And boy did they have fun, behind the sea They sang, so our matching legs are marching clocks And we’re all too small to talk to God Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to God
Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs To us from the dock Jinxed things ringing as they leak Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk Scarecrow now it’s time to hatch Sprouting suns and ageless daughters
Don't you know, don't you know That those watermelon smiles Just can’t ripen underwater? Just can’t ripen underwater?
The men all played along to marching drums And boy did they have fun, behind the sea They sang, so our matching legs are marching clocks And we’re all too small to talk to God Yeah, we’re all too smart to talk to God Oh, we’re all too smart to talk to God
Ooohhh
Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs
Ooohhh
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:38 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:41 pm
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"From A Mountain In The Middle Of The Cabins"
Lying there with a halo in her hair She cried There are feathers everywhere But it's fine You do this all the time
Crying now Through a rusted smile she knows This isn't how he paid the bills before Drug farm entrepreneur
Go spin circles for me Wound relentlessly Around the words we used to sling Oh, such torturous things Always chewing up the only ones I ever mean
If you're going then go Go, go, go If you're going then go Go, go, go
Watch love Get strangled by a kite's cold strings Fall comes early and summer leaves As a storm with the car keys
Spark your heels Up against the picket fence I built All your wishes they will sink like stones Slowly down a lonely well
Go spin circles for me Wound relentlessly Around the words we used to sling Oh, such torturous things Always chewing up the only ones I ever mean
If you're going then go Go, go, go If you're going then go Go, go, go
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 5:43 pm
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