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BART Tickets
00:39
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Floral
03:29
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I dress myself up
I wore a watch
But I wish to spin in a colorful skirt like I did when we were married as kids
Grown fond of a flowering shirt
Red like how I yearn
To hide my phone in the dirt and return to my natural fur
Would you love me with my voice back?
Would you love me with my voice back?
Would you cringe at the sound and beat the devil out?
I dress myself up
I dress myself up
I dress myself up
In blue factory cotton
Would you love me with my voice back?
Would you love me with my voice back?
Would you cringe at the sound and beat the devil out?
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Dragon Breath
03:19
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I get this grave feeling of lightness
When I'm down
Fixtures just fall away
I see your breath turn like a dragon
In a Chinese New Year parade
Please remind me again
I get this strange species of thankful
When I'm down
For what it brings
Please remind me again
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I Can't Be Alone
03:46
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I'm so still in the back seat
Watching stories made form orchards passing, strain for meaning
In my sister's mermaid truck
Canary sun reflecting all my luck
So I'm certain I'm about to die
I'm faintly enormous in this clean room
I feel cheap wine drunk
I'm the wolf when I'm with you
All the bells are ringing like it's noon
So I'm certain I'm about to die
Spinning thoughts are blinking blue and red a crashing plane at night
I just know I just know I just know this vehicle's on fire
Spinning thoughts are blinking blue and red a crashing plane at night
I just know I just know I just heard the engine
'Cause I can't be alone with this light feeling
I'm so still in the back seat
Watching stories made from orchards passing
Marveling at the whirring symmetry
I'm nervous that it makes me feel so free
Spinning thoughts are blinking blue and red a crashing plane at night
I just know I just know I just know this vehicle's on fire
Spinning thoughts are blinking blue and red a crashing plane at night
I just know I just know I just heard the engine fall
I can't be alone with this light feeling
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Saint Remy
03:04
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I'm creeped out by silence
Whipping like a flame
So I sing mundane regalements
To the tune of your name
Saint-Rémy
Saint-Rémy
Study me deep
Listen when I cry
No need to speak
You use me for all I've got
I'm creeped out by violence
Sleeping in your gaze
I'll keep my safe distance
If you'll do the same
Saint-Rémy
Saint-Rémy
Study me deep
Listen when I cry
No need to speak
You use me for all I've got
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Growing Out of Growing
02:51
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Think I'm aging now
Aging how?
I step back each time I blow the candles out
Think I missed some piece
Like we all misspeak
When we lie about the things we need
I've a long way to go in this sea of quiet deep and floundering endlessly
I know I'm missing out
From that hollow sound
So I bring my hammer down
Sit and sit and sit
And pace and wish
And clench your fist
And crush yourself inside of it
I've a long way to go in this sea of quiet deep and floundering endlessly
Is aging not just our hunching down
But growing out of growing on?
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300 Page Street SF
01:21
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Last Song On the Tape
02:50
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Don't try to make this the last song on my funeral tape- it does not represent me
I'd pick a clip of me hunched over a tiny guitar or a spell of impromptu piano
A half-sung rant, with no ambition I just put down a phone in front of a window
Nothing I thought and nothing I dreamt of merit that spot at the end of the slideshow
So make it a tune whistled hiking a creek or that jingle we wrote for the cereal
I don't believe I've been good enough to live with your love in my hand
But damn it feels so huge to hold and indulge myself with this plan
Don't try to make this the last song on my funeral tape- it does not represent me
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Scream
03:17
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Scream, somehow it’s a pretty word
I wish that I could be as simple as the scream I heard
Simply jumping down my spinal cord
Like firemen answering a call to report
You can't lie
When you would set your throat on fire
You can't lie
And I can't help but crave a simpler life
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Magnolia
02:53
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Something about the turns of your voice
Distaste for any joy I feel when you're not here
Lightning cloud
Strikes down my block
Are you lashing out as if I can't already hear?
And you can scream all you need
Dissipate me with your heat
But I can't stand to be the ground beneath your feet anymore
Fear, acid sharp
Creeps up my chest
When I say it's over
Judge me how you will
And you can scream all you need
Dissipate me with your heat
But I can't stand to be the ground beneath your feet anymore
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John Prine's Wings
03:48
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Make me an angel that flies from my head
And make my wings simple and easy to mend
I've no care for my things
Make me a poster, a band that you love
Franchised and laminate preventing your touch
I've no care for such things
Your hand's blemishing the gloss
And show me John Prine
So I can soak up his mind
Cause my love seems to hang on the language I bring
And I look to you for proof
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I Want Open Fields
03:16
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Blood on the snare head
I can't redeem myself with that alone
Wouldn’t it be just enough
To press my lips against my microphone
And let my heat create the moment as we just float
I want love without a reason
I want open fields to roam
I'm blue and ivory
Hurl myself through walls to get the notes
Sit and watch the trial repeat
A voice doesn't need pain to be your own,
To fill a room with its reflections as we just float
I want love without a reason
I want open fields to roam
Blood on drums, on clothes, on birthday notes
On runs in the park, shading light through the leaves
You love your bruise on skin so fair, so innocent
You cried at the show when your friend played her heart out left you low
I don't know why we think our distain makes us real I just don't know
I want love without a reason
I want open fields to roam
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Brio
01:50
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You and I connect like brio on the carpet – moving, interlocking, easy
Jumping over wooden freight and time behaves a parodoxy way, like it's gone
Easy means easy
Same way that your back is simply not a burden pressed against a burly redwood
Run your mouth until you catch yourself repeating, run the train around the track again
Easy means easy
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This Man is On
03:19
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Sit in a trance on your flea speckled carpet and man, man you were on
Running for miles past the infinite people, no thought, man you were on
Guess they were right to shut down all the questions cause you are the man and you're on when you want
These weather patterns make sense when you look at the balance you lack in your blood
You can take these orange capsules (to varying effect, just depends on the distance you run)
I guess you were right to explain me away
You're a man and you're right when you goddamn want
So I guess I'm on
So I guess I'm on
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