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So Much For Romance
02:16
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Does the mirror above your bed
know the secrets that you dread?
Remember those stories about your pool,
and I know just what you do
I’ve been counting up the cost
of the damage you have wrought
I wouldn’t pay one dime,
found out just in time
So much for romance,
she said to me
“Hey kid, your sugar is sweet
honey, I got needs”
Yes she does
Plot to drop out of the scene,
with a reputation still pristine
How well you feign innocence,
how many hearts have you spent?
You know we all end up lost,
don’t forget, just put me off
Wear that ring like a crown,
the forgotten queen of downtown
So much for romance,
she said to me
“Hey kid, your sugar is sweet
honey, I got needs”
Yes she does
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Holes in sheetrock beaten in rage,
Want that power but I’m too afraid
To escape these four walls,
Nowhere to go but down the hall
No one to call, nothing to say,
You haven’t heard a hundred better ways
Putting on my finest clothes,
dressed up nowhere to go
I want to say something so true,
it drives the hook right on through
I stumble on my words again
The truth is so damn hard to bend
Flip on the tube just to see,
What I’m missing out on the street
It’s nothing much I’d care to do
I can’t spend that time with you
I want to say...
So why can’t I even try,
to drag myself outside
Into the sun have some fun,
Before it comes undone
‘Cause when I come out, all about,
I seen the shadow of your doubt
It stalks my street, haunts my sleep,
Like the ghosts we were born to be
And I want to say,
We try to say,
We could never say it
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3. |
Gypsy Band
04:26
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Pound the pavement all afternoon, walk so hard, leaving grooves
In the concrete that completes me, soundboard for the songs we’re singing
whoa-oh, a gypsy band
Where ever you are is here in my heart, worn out on my sleeve I raggedly believe
That we should not depend on how well we pretend, I’ll tell it to you straight
I’m just trying to get paid
Pulled into a pushers’ town, we hit the ground and the sound abounds
Bouncing off the broken streets until the traffic noise defeats
whoa-oh, a gypsy band
We should not depend on how well we pretend, so tell it to me straight
would you leave with me today?
If it would ever really mean we’d actually be free from our wants and manufactured needs
Just hit the road and drive the life out of our lies
Flee the human hive lucky to survive
And if the money runs out love can pay the bond of doubt but don’t bail me out
Just play on
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4. |
Camp Lejeune
04:50
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In the deep south you can hardly get a breath out
That sticky sweet air is in my sky and my hair
And we got beaches all within our reach
We got weekends stretching on for seasons
And though I’ve been gone and if feels like so long, Camp Lejeune, I’ll see you soon
In the service you got a sense of purpose
They said you brothers just depend on one another
But we go drinkin’ leave behind our reason
‘Cause we got freedom, we got liberty, we believed them
On deployment you got to muddle through it
Leave that wire comin’ under fire
But we got honor, kevlar vests, and armor
We got rifles, the spirit, and jet fighters
We got weekends, we got beaches
We got sunshine, all the fucking good times.
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5. |
Dance Darling
03:59
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You know you’re pretty,
Don’t need to hear it from me
You’d just realize,
All the ways I’m ugly
I’m sitting, singing,
You walk by without noticing...
...Anything, it’s a dance, darling, you got me, at arms length,
I’ll lend a hand, if I can
So I’ve been avoiding,
All the places we might meet
Don’t want to be disturbing,
Your perfect peace
You have an ocean,
but no time, no space for anything
Now I wait and wonder,
just where are you going?
But will I blunder,
By standing up and asking?
Where are we?
We could be, we could be anything
Come back darling, come back for more
Meet me darling out on that dance floor
Come back, darling, come back for more
Meet me darling out on that floor just to...
...Dance, darling, you got me, at arm’s length, no no, give those hands to me,
I’ll take the lead, if that’s what you need.
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6. |
21st Century
04:40
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Time goes on, slow and long - But hey, twenty-first century world,
a blur, yes you are a falling star, wherever, whoever you are
Days fade away, nights erased - By you, twenty-first century girl,
got the world at your finger tips but your lips don’t move or make a sound
Your twenty-first century boy got no joy, he got music
but his hips they don’t move and shake like,
Life goes by fast ‘till you die - But hey, twenty-first century man,
got a plan in your palm, all went wrong Who you gonna call now?
Your twenty-first century child, got a while to decide
run or hide fight or flight, but
I don’t want no wires or signals piercing in my heart cutting to the deepest part of me
‘Till it seems that I become a freak anomaly displaced, out of time, this 21st Century
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7. |
A Perfect Peace
05:32
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I dreamed you were with us dying in the trenches,
Standing with your savior the man who granted all your wishes
He showed me some old photographs of you at your happiest
Thought I’d like to know which way to go
And it seems to be a perfect little peace,
in time, all lies, a trick of the mind,
is all this dream can be tonight
I dreamed you were a waitress, what you served up was contagious
So all the famous actors would line up after hours
To hear your story being told, the next chapter as it unfolds
They’d love to know the way to go
I dreamed of the final battle where the swords and rifles rattled,
You charged out before us striking down the dark forces
What a gift you had been handed you knew where the final bombs were planted
Only you know the way to go and it seems to be a perfect little peace
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8. |
The Personal Trainer
03:26
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Sweat stains don’t become her but she had a need to shed some pounds
She loved the sound of compliments on her body
He said that he would train her in the best way three sets a day
Work it out and there’s doubt she’s lookin’ good
I can see his hand upon her thigh, baby give it one more try
Full extension contract and then you’re on your way
They fell in love, you see it was more than physical, and he barely knew her but they believed in miracles, uh huh
Now both their hearts are pumping the blood away from their brains
It was insane but now it comes quite naturally
And it bleeds into the bedroom with improved endurance and control
They’re on a roll, see them go, they look damn good
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9. |
Wild Woman
02:51
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Deep within the earth,
the breath of life stirs
Buried in the dirt,
her enemies have learned,
better not take her for a frail little girl,
she’s known and feared
across the whole damn world
A woman, hear her roar
Wild woman
Cutting to the point
and she might draw blood
Stand in her way,
she’ll put you down in the mud
Digging up the roots,
grinding up the herbs
gonna make a funky brew
to rock your little world
A woman of the earth
Wild Woman
Don’t you try and tell her where to go
You’ll find she knows
Wild woman, are you crazy?
Gone feral, out of control
Wild woman, they said maybe,
you got it better than you know
Dancing with her belly,
and it might get heavy
Brace yourself, if you ain’t ready,
She’ll catch you by surprise,
take you from behind,
find a way inside to blow your little mind
A woman of the world,
Wild woman
Don’t you try and tell her who to be
You’ll find she’s seen
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10. |
Berry Blossom
04:49
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Berry Blossom at my feet promise of a future treat,
tender small, supple sweet, nature's bounty what a feat
Waiting biding my good time tending my tomato vine,
couple weeks ‘till it’s ripe, nature’s bounty what a sight
Putting my seeds in the ground, spread roots all around,
when I think of leaving town I just up and look around
Seen the hungry needing help, and I think outside yourself
It’s past time to cultivate something more than greed and hate
Now change the future, fight your fate, share the bounty
It’s not too late
Grow, garden, grow! Just another month or so
‘till the harvest comes in and this hunger will end.
Winter will be here so soon you know that we can make it through,
Until spring begins and we can grow this garden again, again, AGAIN
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11. |
The Winter of Your Heart
03:58
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From a silence... as loud as thunder
came such cold words to tear asunder
the fresh snow and dig the deep ground
frozen fast in this winter of your heart
In the dark night... there was no starlight
it’s all washed out by this
city just scraping by
when the sun rose those
curtain clouds closed
Locked In, deep... in this winter of your heart
And if it never ends and
The Final Freeze sets in
When they put me in the ground
lay waste to this town
Let that fire go
thaw it in one show
The ice that sets apart
This winter of your heart
your heart
your heart
your heart
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12. |
In Another Life
04:18
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He captured her hand with unspoken demand. Hostage held by all that he would never say to her:
“Never sure, never cured, just poisoning again. Never meant to never end. Never ever!” But in another life...
Her alabaster skin, burned and broken as her tarnished heart. She could scrape it off and shine for everyone.
For every time she could not bring herself to speak her mind:
“Just let it by. Let it slide...right to never...”
Someday they’ll have it all. Every other one. Never one another. Maybe, always, someday they’ll get it right.
“...in another life.”
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Genre Zero Salt Lake City, Utah
Genre Zero |ˈ zh änrə ˈzērō| noun: A cardinal point of artistic composition with the value Ø (undefined), from which a positive or negative quantity is reckoned.
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