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Yuppy Flu
05:07
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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.
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2. |
Death By Fire
04:09
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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…
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3. |
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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
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4. |
Some Are Lakes
03:41
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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
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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
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6. |
It's Okay
04:54
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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
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7. |
Young Bridge
03:45
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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
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8. |
Corner Phone
03:14
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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
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9. |
Got A Call
04:19
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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
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10. |
Troubled
03:22
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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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Land of Talk Montreal, Québec
Land of Talk is singer/songwriter/ guitarist, Elizabeth Powell.
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