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Some Are Lakes

by Land of Talk

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1.
Yuppy Flu 05:07
Flat Earther Hired for the horse race Suffered for the wet’ones Lauded on the dry days Did you leave it all alone Non-electric heater could leave them all alone ‘cause man we have a bleeder You’re seeing your own death And selling it to me You’re just seeing your own death Stop selling it to me Flat Earther Hired for the horse race Jars of colored water Pissing on the earth’s face Did you leave it all alone Unelected leader Could you leave it all alone ‘cause, man, we need a bleeder Are you seeing your own death And selling it to me Are you seeing your own death And selling it to me You’re juse seeing your own death And selling them to me So stop seeing your own death And selling it to me.
2.
To live your life in sacrifice is what you did And I don’t think rose or raise a toast seems too fit I still get scared of fate and interstate and death by fire It’s just the longest time, the longest line of heart’s desire Didn’t I tell you there was no such thing As a bad, bad day And maybe even if there was I won’t believe it anyway One poison Two poison Three boys and It’s not unknown for sure It’s just the coldest eyes say No Surprise and that’s unpure We all get scared of fate and interstate and death by fire It’s been the longest time and longer line of heart’s desire Didn’t I tell you there was no such thing as a bad, bad day And maybe even if there was I wouldn’t believe it anyway…
3.
You said time’s runnin out as if time it’s about I highly disbelieved And I watched you sidestroke Through the crowd They debuted 23 Breath Bating Gnawing Was barely worth drawing But I’ve made up my misses But you’ll always be The man who breaks things Since when in the salt of a song Does a crutch come along And build silent worlk To the lake, dirty friends For the sake difference And calm the sobbing nerve Breath Bating Gnawing Was barely worth drawing But I’ve made up my misses But you’ll always be The man who breaks things
4.
What started at a summer lake A sentence and a name If only for a moment’s sake We called it and it came Held it down The loving heat Softer than a chime Held it down and held it in To fight your body crime We’ve seen the sick wind blow But I’ve got your bovine eyes And I’ll love you like I love you then I’ll die Shot the rats and as they ran Form the quarry to the tracks We chased them as you gave your hand And never took it back Held it up and felt the wind Blow and miss a chime Found a god and begged it in To fight your body crime We’ve seen how sick wind blows But I’ve got your bovine eyes And I’ll love you like I love you Then I’ll die I’ll love you like I love you then I’ll die
5.
This slip’s not tight Got any paper? Chasses les idees noires Give your ladies exercise In stolen light No one betrayed you And sleeping out of key Only fails the waking world This slip’s not tight It’s like an old shoe Leave it on the line Give your ladies’ exercise In stolen light No one betrayed you Sleeping out of key Only fails the waking world So sadness won’t kill you Tonight I sleep in the car When I release you I’m a girl When it’s cold out I’m a dog
6.
It's Okay 04:54
It’s Okay I don’t even cry All I think about Is a memory In a dream When you kiss my arm As I look away Don’t hear what I say Maybe when I die I’ll get to be a car Driving in the night Lighting up the dark There’s something in your voice Sparks a little hope I wait up for that noise Your voice becomes my home Roam around Don’t care what I find A little thunder’s good Thought maybe you would But it’s okay We all feel left out Sometimes growing up It can get you down I’ll give you something that no one’s gonna give you My sleeping skin and my heart deep down in you I’ll never tell you that you’re my little scar Goodbyes are hard and they’re hard and they’re hard Maybe when I die I’ll get to be a car Driving in the night Lighting up the dark Something in your voice Sparks a little hope I wait up for that noise Your voice becomes my home
7.
Young Bridge 03:45
Wine is lovely, but it’s making my legs shake Sad and stoned let it stay a lone We belong to live right Though it’s riding our own strength Where were we when these souls had eyes You’re a street angel house devil Let it so right Oh you’re a street angel house devil Let it so ‘cause there’s no light underneath you underneath you no there’s no light underneath you underneath you how long to live right thought it’s right at our arms’length sad and stoned let it stay a lone cause we belong to live right though it’s right at our arms’ length all the love receded all my money’s gone cause you’re a street angel house devil leadin’ so right yeah you’re a street angel house devil leadin so… so… and there’s no light underneath you underneath you oh there’s no light underneath you underneath you ahand there’s no light underneath you underneath you and there’s no light underneath you underneath you
8.
Corner Phone 03:14
He wears a key She wears an axe Sky shifts from light As they float on their backs Then it lept from the woods and bit through the bone How to die how to die how to die It’s great, endling ,and it’s only so Let it slow down Let it slow down Cause it seems to me that it all money Let it slow down let it slow down Out at the pass Sets on deer Runs fast as fast Til safe in the clear But it lept from the woods and bit through the bone How to die how to die how to die How to die how to die how to die Because it seems to be That it’s all money Let it slow down Let it slow down
9.
Got A Call 04:19
Got a call The one I’ve been waiting for In the middle of the night Saying we know what you do Though it’s the same to you You can’t keep down a girl who loves music In the darkness danced to the dial tone and I sing myself to sleep The most beauty I’ve seen lives in a dream where We laugh and love to live for the little things Now even if I could get you back I don’t try You weren’t all that good, but I loved you like you were mine Here’s the only thing: keep it like a secret The bell that always rings A million hearts stop bleeding It’s a lung that no one knows how to fill And a party all the time Yeah I know how it kills But I hate how it feels That everyone’s in love with someone else Now even if I could get you back I don’t try You weren’t all that good, but I loved you like you were mine Here’s the only thing: keep it like a secret The bell that always rings A million hearts stop bleeding
10.
Troubled 03:22
Freedom to finally taste all that I have been chasing Now that it’s here Not amused, dear, at just how much time I am wasting The nights we stayed up all too late The red and white stripes they would blend And worn, washed out lips Ripped magazines to you is all I could send Troubled Heart folded and doubled right over Mon Coeur si fort a perdu tout pouvoir To make wrong things right You get down to their level ‘cause bad things just aren’t bigger than you Avec moi, Avec toi Avec Coeur Avec langue et ces bruits Nos tetes nos mains nos oreilles etaient toujours rempli Mais les histoires et chansons de la perte d’innocence M’ont tellement hantees Que j’ai remis mes mains dans mes poches et ma langue dans ma propre tete Troubled Heart folded and doubled right over Mon Coeur si fort a perdu tout pouvoir To make wrong things right You get down to their level ‘cause bad things just aren’t bigger than you

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released September 16, 2008

2008 Saddle Creek

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Land of Talk Montreal, Québec

Land of Talk is singer/songwriter/ guitarist, Elizabeth Powell.

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