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Ghosts
04:39
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And there was only time enough to wish me well before the car breaks,
And now the eye of sun and moon and storm is burning out as it dilates.
You’re at home alone and now you find your only friend where the dog waits
And now the eye of sun and moon and storm is menacing, but it’s speaking clearly.
And you don’t even know yet what kind of man.
You don’t even know yet, what kind of ghosts he has.
And now the tank was only full enough to just passed ‘E’ before the crashing
And did you hear me? Did you hear me scream or all the questioning?
And you think this is it for me, Lamborghini into a room and all the eyes they stop and stare, oh to give their attention to the young love who is signaling, in a cross of arms we shift to hand in hand.
My hood is up.
Her eyes are green,
and the room goes Cadillac and back to neutral again.
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Where’s that coming from, and who’s that on the ledge?
I’ve been gone for too damn... I’ve been gone for too damn long.
And I’ve seen you before, I hope I see you again.
I’ve been gone for too damn... I’ve been gone for too damn long.
And don’t you get bent out of...
don’t you get bent out of...
don’t you get bent out of shape and all your eyes gone Cupid, love will find you there.
don’t you get bent out of shape and all your eyes gone Cupid, love will find you there.
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I Swear
03:15
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Up on the freeway and you pass by your grandmothers house and you see what they’ve done there, but the place is in utter repair and I swear, I swear I won’t tell you.
I wasn’t listening as you belted some cavalier look and the words I was saying it, wasn’t it funny? spilled out and right into your book. and I swear, I swear, I still love you.
I still love you.
And you come back from No’leans, and you say that you might go away and the words I was given while elegant in prose don’t mean too much to me today and I swear, I swear I won’t go home.
I still love you.
and i swear, oh I swear, and i swear, do you? i swear I still love you.
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Sisters
04:34
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Murmur, “where does it end?”
My lover, the guitar in my hands
And my brother he won’t understand the best part of being a man when all that surrounds is broken and it’s another night spinning your head and learning to stand.
And sisters while you were away our mother, she inspired me.
Late on a telephone call, she told me it wasn’t my fault that the hymnals had taught me to sing, and I really could be something if I’d only believe.
And we even might. And we even might.
And my girlfriend, she’s got all these plans and she’s asked me to ask for her hand.
And we even might. And we even might.
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Midnight Hound
03:45
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I speak and you don’t listen,
I swear you hear me down the hall
way your portraits hanging oblong and slanted on the wall
where you pinned me and kiss me on the neck, your hair was up in flames then and my body was a wreck, but you thought it nice.
And driveway, your keys, ignition
spark to an un-enchanted place where the jukebox playing songs you might
here in outer space where we landed and Aldrin’ed up a flag.
Your mind was a Buzzin’ like a record playing stag in a pretty room.
And outside we were on our own here
searching for the manic sounds
and the moonlight lit up all around.
And I will go on stomping feet to the clatter of your jaw-
lines that led me to the place I grew up and where I’m found all alone there,
with the static on the stairs, you’re panting your tongue, but the collar isn’t there, still you know it’s mine.
And outside we were on our own here
searching for the manic sounds
and the moonlight lit up all around.
The barking of the midnight hound,
oh my god what has he found?
And outside we were on our own here
searching for the manic sounds
and the moonlight lit up all around.
The barking of the midnight hound,
oh my god what has he found?
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Haunted
04:05
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You be honest, tell me how many rooms in this house have you haunted
to the hallways with the painting, like a parade of eyes all turning against me
and all I want to do is say
I’ve seen some things I cannot explain.
Till the tongue can twist my mind orally
I think I might leave this place
and the cold moon cross the highway
tact a blanket of light through the cracks in my ceiling
I inherit the deucedly wanes in the attic now nightly
And all I want to do is say
I’ve seen some things I cannot explain
Till the tongue can twist my mind orally
I think I might leave this place.
Panic struck I find a different scene
Focused close to see the air we breathe
And are you just overwhelmed or are you dying, as it seems
And if I ask you nice, will you haunt me?
Will you haunt me?
Will you haunt me?
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