1. |
I'll Let You In
03:22
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In the still of shade and shadows
In the warmth of the quite and calm
there's a dark jury of a deep silence
In my own field of stone and song
I'll be wondering out near the water
all alone inside my skin
but honey if you're brave I'll let you in
but honey if you're brave I'll let you in
I'll be in the last booth at the end of the diner
crumpled hat and empty page
with a rusted heart that's still holding on to
that world where everyone's afraid
the needle of my compass is broken
I don't know where it is I've been
but honey if you're brave I'll let you in
but honey if you're brave I'll let you in
I'll disappear in times of trouble
I'll tear apart all of my sins
I'll dream of living in a small world
where you don't have to let anyone in
I'll be throwing punches in to shadows
losing more fights than I win
but honey if you're brave I'll let you in
but only if your brave
but only if you're brave
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2. |
Falling Forward
04:17
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Broken Boards on the fire
Sparks of oak and twine
Dry wind drives the skyline
your memory is driving mine
in the dark before the day light
I cleared the crimes from my throat
now I'm gambling on Sonora
but gambling ain't going to bring you home.
Just a kid falling forward now
pushing that peddle down
draining this car of gasoline
followed the crows as black as asphalt
southbound to the Rio Grande
I'm going to turn this river towards you
and this dark and dusted land
make it back to the braided river
stare at the house high on the hill
where the smoke sails from the chimney
where my cup was always filled
Just a kid falling forward now
pushing that peddle down
draining this car of gasoline
It was the red sun that made us wonder
for the field of mud and stone
suitcases full of shadows
spilling out along the open road
Motels have lit up the highway
neon dancing off the doors
but I'm sleeping out in that silence
and the scrub along the ancient floor.
Just a kid falling forward now
pushing that peddle down
draining this car of gasoline
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3. |
Houston
04:34
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Maybe the bayou wounded all of your wishes
maybe the swamp swallowed your smile
Or your peaceful walk faded out along the coastline
my patience grew thin it flew up with the smog
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I should of took you, Straight out of Houston
dirty bus station, and that cheap jug of wine
some paper ticket, would've said where we were heading
I could've sworn you were running, but it must've been me.
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Maybe the highway, took all my last chances
maybe the high water was just another one to blame
that hot summer sidewalk, harden all my good intentions
did the heart grow hungry when all there was was concrete
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I should of took you, Straight out of Houston
dirty bus station, and that cheap jug of wine
steam from the engine, the night she unbraided
I could've sworn you were running, but it must've been me
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It could've been lighting, or the whip from the windshield
it could've been the cold feet , or the kick from the caffeine
I swore I heard heartbeats under that old yellow poncho
It could've been those night songs, that flooded the freeway.
but it must've been me.
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4. |
Suitcase full of Sparks
03:59
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Traveling through the graveyard with a suitcase full of sparks
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
I lit up every campfire that I found out in the dark
I cut down all the cotton wood
I picked up all the arrow heads off the buffalo trails of the Indians
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
that oklahoma sky kept cutting through
along the tracks with the runaway
he just talked and talked and talked
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
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I quit counting stars that night
in the cold by the satellite field
I quit panning for gold digging holes
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
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I swam across the pancho
I took that train to cantalo
I opened up my guitar case but all the songs were blue
I haunted all the alleys I drifted down the valleys
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
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I quit casting hooks off the california cost
we held so dear
I quit flashing smiles and running wild
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
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I threw my bottle in to the ocean
but she never wrote me back
all those countless days along the sea of blue
I learned the language of the mocking bird
but she took and twisted all my words
Honey, I'm just trying to find my way to you
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I'll meet you in the graveyard with the winter trees and stars
and we'll open up that suitcase full of sparks.
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5. |
The Last Round
03:13
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I'll Tell you when I'm dry and sober
When the smoke has cleared the room
when I'm done kicking around my troubles
when my memory has lost it's roots
When my hands aint bound and wounded
when I'm not haunched over from a fight
I'll tell you when the round is over
I'll tell you it all when I've closed my eyes
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I'll tell you when I aint under a spotlight
and the sweat in my eyes doesn't sting
when I've finished screaming at that stranger
who's slipped inside my skin
I'll tell you when the rush has ended
when my smile no longer bleeds
When I'm done stumbling backwards
giving the crowd what they came to see
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When the game no longer needs me
and the scars are all that remains
When I ain'f half spent from adrenaline
or waiting for that bell to ring
I'll tell you when the mask doesn't fit me
and I've stopped wearing another mans suit
when I aint searching for a gamble
or a place to hide from they truth
I'll tell you when I'm no longer in the corner
blocking punches, tied to the ropes
I'll tell you when my head aint cloudy
that my darling, you were always my home.
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6. |
Silent Ways
03:35
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Silent Ways
The land swells like a new scar
grey shadows have left the sun
the air is rising up another hill
the day before is now done
the burt smell of the brown dust
is now the curve in a crows beak
I'm singing green against your grey skin
following your footsteps to sleep
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the night woke in it's old ways
and danced in a field of rain
steps took on a new speed
like the click and clatter of a chain
I heard new words about the winds intent
and stories of a sailor at sea
time has ticked since the first seeds fell
I'm waiting to see what they bring.
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Out on the porch there's music on the radio
slip on that long dress and come and dance in the shadows
I swear this old house had to have been built with tombstones
won't you step out side or at least smile through the window
won't you step out side or at least smile through the window
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Your silent ways they began roar
I caught them all slippin east
moving idly down some bone colored town
falling head first into the streets
In front of the beggars and along through the dust
the white flowers would rise and then bend
with the bright new bread of your dark green wheat
I hum your tune once again
Out on the porch there's music on the radio
slip on that long dress and come and dance in the shadows
I swear this old house had to have been built with tombstones
won't you step out side or at least smile through the window
won't you step out side or at least smile through the window
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It was a silent surprise and a quick attack
the night was a hand maids veil
against it's own thoughts it's fingers well crossed
it followed it's shadow down the trail
it was a hurried step so the tempo tugged
dawn was not far away
it's the inward sweep that scatters the leaves
it's the dangerous games we all play
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Out on the porch there's music on the radio
slip on that long dress and come and dance in the shadows
I swear this old house had to have been built with tombstones
won't you step out side or at least smile through the window
won't you step out side or at least smile through the window
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7. |
Smiling Now
04:19
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Smiling Now
Field mouse running through the grass
you were cruel when you wrote me last
peaches on the window seal are turning black
Hound dog moon she's on the rise
I feel forward and then back in time
you broke the bread, darling I poured the wine
I hope you're smiling now
you were just falling down
I should've held you high
I should've held you high
Screen door banging against the wind
you came calling I just ran and hid
I gave you game you could never win
I hope you're smiling now
you were just falling down
I should've held you high
I should've held you high
We chased the night into the dawn
we sang the morning praise with the words all wrong
I still remember you so soft and young
so soft and young
I hope you're smiling now
you were just falling down
I should've held you high
I should've held you high
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8. |
Forty Foot Fall
03:14
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9. |
It Never Was
04:28
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10. |
I Need You
03:11
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