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Bloody nose and a crooked tongue
I always wanted to be someone
Face down on the concrete floor
I guess God don’t talk to strangers anymore
Hanging up long distance lines
Pulling the cord on the closing sign
Better to burn out than to rust
What a goddamn fool I was
What a goddamn fool
‘Cause I wanted you
To make my bed
And sleep in it
So I could rest
I wanted you
To know my hand
And understand
That I was bluffing all along
Trying it on for size
Living other people’s lives
A hold out for a dream
Missed the forest for the trees
‘Cause I wanted you
To make my bed
And sleep in it
So I could rest
I wanted you
To know my hand
And understand
That I was bluffing all along
Bought a pack for the first time
The night I walked out on her crying
Nothings ever gonna be enough
If love is what they said it was
If love is what they said it was
‘Cause I wanted you
To make my bed
And sleep in it
So I could rest
I wanted you
To know my hand
And understand
That I was bluffing all along
I was bluffing all along
I was
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LADY OF THE OCEAN
04:17
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I could never see what you saw in me
Heaven as a lost child
Or just a common enemy
I could never be what you’d want to be
But out of all the lost wild
You were a damn good friend to me
I just want to get back to you
Oh my lady of the ocean
My woman of the open blue
I just want to get back to you
No one speaks the language
No one knows me like you do
Caught up in the flood of the changing days
Where nothing ever stays down
Seems to to always find a way
Coming up through the cracks in the dry ground
And if the weeds don’t drown
They just get stronger every day
I just want to get back to you
Oh my lady of the ocean
My woman of the open blue
I just want to get back to you
No one speaks the language
No one knows me like you do
I’m losing this fight
Just for tonight
Crawling my way back down
Under the sheets
Where I still can’t sleep
I still can’t sleep in this town
I just want to get back to you
Oh my lady of the ocean
My woman of the open blue
I just want to get back to you
No one speaks the language
No one knows me like you do
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SOME NIGHTS
04:48
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Some nights, I don't answer when you call
Some nights, I don't say anything at all
Some nights
Some nights, I go locking all the doors
Some nights, I hear ghosts in the floors
And it's unlikely there'd be listening anymore
Never gonna give this up, or shake this dust
Or walk away and not hesitate
But one thing's true
I'll never lie
Some nights, I see blood on the wall
Some nights, I think I'm losing it
It's alright if you stay, it's alright if you go
It won't get any better, just so you know
Never gonna give this up, or shake this dust
Or walk away and not hesitate
But one thing's true, I'll never lie
Never gonna give this up, or shake this dust
Or walk away and not hesitate
Know one thing's true, I'll never lie
I'm never gonna give this up, or shake this dust
Or walk away and not hesitate
Know one thing's true, I'll never lie to you
I'll never lie
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CALIFORNIA
04:21
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California
Golden morning
I can feel it in the silence of the room
On the carpet
Shadows creeping
From the window its a room without a view
Just the creeping
Endless traffic
Stretching off into a wash of hazy blue
On my mattress
Killing hours
Trying not to call you
All the vampires
Of the valley
Are cracking jokes and blowing smoke like cigarettes
While their mothers
In the suburbs
Are taking pills with wine and trying to forget
In rows of houses
Empty windows
Lit with silent signs of light from the TV
While the water
Is disappearing
down the cracks in the concrete
But if you look
You will see
I got blood
On my sleeve
And I can be
Anything
That you want me be
In California
California
I’m tearing at the seams
Don’t make me make up my mind
I’m running out of time
In california
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I'M ALRIGHT
03:48
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Lost my head again
With my only friends
With my only
Even if the shoe don’t fit
Try and remember when
You walked a mile in it
I’m alright
I’m alright
I’ll be fine
I’ll be fine
I’m alright
Telling it like it is
Hope they remember it
Hope they remember
Throwing your secret wish
Into the gaping pit
Making the most of it
I’m alright
I’m alright
I’ll be fine
I’m alright
I’m alright
I’ll be fine
I’ll be fine
I’m alright
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WHITE NOISE
03:38
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I’ve got a question
Who’s got an answer
It’s all on the line
All on the label
Chip in the glass
Tall drink of water
Started out close
Image is farther away than it seems
Carpet of bees on the floor of the house where you lay down and die in your sleep
Go tell the kids
Foods on the table
It’s all you can give
All that you’re able to do with yourself
Manage your health
Calling the doctor
At least he can offer you sex in a pill
And willingly fill your prescription for anything over the counter
And still…
Tired old man
Fish out of water
Give up your sons
Give up your daughters
Give up the ghost who told you the coast wasn’t clear when it was when you needed it most
Head full of hammers
Fist full of nails
Lid on the coffin
Powder keg bailout
The bow of the boat
Barely afloat in a sea full of sailors howling one note
At the moon as it screams with a skeleton scream
Who are we, who are we
Who are witness to a legion of dreams
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SENTIMENTAL KIDS
04:36
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Sentimental kids are causing trouble
Schizophrenic fits and talking double
They’ve seen the movies
They’ve heard the songs
They still can’t prove it but they’ll tell you that you’re wrong
Covered in shit
Still smelling nothing
And proud of it
Young blind men bluffing
When all that matters is what you feel
It makes no difference if it’s real
I won’t lie awake in vain
Where empty voices echo
I won’t join in the refrain
Of a mindless tempo
I will find a way
Pretentious quips to keep from crying
Sisyphean blitz
You crazy diamond
Without a reason
Without a rhyme
You’re only wasting precious time
I won’t lie awake in vain
Where empty voices echo
I won’t join in the refrain
Of a mindless tempo
I’m still afraid
Most of the time
But I will find a way
I will find a way
I will find a way
I will find a way
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LAST OF THE LEAVERS
05:54
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Quick like a fever
Happy and sad
Last of the leavers
You grew up so fast
Everything you know
If about to change
It might get heavy
It might strange
It might get lonely
But you’re not alone
You don’t need a building
To come back home
I wish I could tell you
All you need to know
But don’t settle for answers
Go find your own
Take time to listen
Stop and be still
Remember I love you
And I always will
Hannah
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Noah Gundersen Washington
For a musician just a few years shy of 30, Noah Gundersen displays a remarkable sense of self-awareness. He’s not really an “old soul,” so to speak—but someone who conveys a keen sort of cognizance of himself in the way one does when the act of questioning belief, of questioning the world around him, has been ingrained from childhood ... more
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