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This One
03:29
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There are nervous hands and eyes that hold the table still. Don’t try to smile, talk about the chill. He says “I’ll miss you when I’m dreaming like I never do when you’re around.” There is a sun that shines in a certain sky. He says “the glare’s so bright, I stay inside.” He says “I’ll miss you when I’m dreaming, but then it’s always been this way for me.” There is a sun that shines. I stay inside.
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Head Above Water
03:34
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I’m sure they let you down slowly, and you didn’t see the lines they drew in the fine dust that will blow away while you dance in the red moon. I kept my head above water in this losing game and found that final words were all the same. Both times a shot ran through us might have ruined our day in the sun. I got a lot to learn about more than one way to lose everyone. I kept my head above water in this losing game. Why do final words always sound the same? If we didn’t cling together, would we fall apart? And my being sorry will never make it right.
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Sweet Revenge
05:40
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He puts his card on the table, says “you have to let me win, (cause I’m hungry,) and I’m bored, and I’m lonely, and the game is a sin.” He says “I never ever worry about kicking you around. You’d do the same to me if only I was down.” Before you count ‘em up, did you throw away any? Is it sweet revenge you haven’t got already? Sweet revenge you got already. Waits in the dark, he’ll roll his eyes and wonder why all the light laughs and the sweet smiles never drag him under. He’d like to tell just one how it really really is, but the lessons learned were always anything but his.
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How can I catch up with you now that I’m not breaking through? You won’t get swept away in what I say. Don’t remember that the light didn’t make you cry. Don’t remember you ever cared to tell me why. The miracle of getting caught in the tangled webs that others weave (leave), it’s the shame of leaning on what they believe. I can’t afford to believe in my own dreams these days. You can’t afford to lean on me, too far away.
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One Desire
03:11
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(Henry wrote/sang:) Thank you. Fine china worn down through years of the coming rain. I feel this dream has come to a bitter end. Seven seas on fire, ten ships that sail for one desire, under one flag, they fly one flag. (Steve wrote/ sang:) All those dreams waited for me at the corner, barricades to everything I ever wanted and ever hoped for. (Lynn wrote/sang:) I was stuck in traffic because your silent laugh reflected blinding passengers along the way. Your hair was gold, and I was holding on to things that I might say.
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Transmitter
03:36
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Nothing holy in that grin, just a little on the side, for yelling “where you been?” It isn’t everything. Just move along. Isn’t everything just fine? Nothing whole gets anything. You’re only there for looking by and to tell the ones we leave behind. If it was anything then it’ll fade away. Doesn’t everything given time? It’ll fade away with a little trace, an old mistake. In the echo of negotiations, can’t say where I’ve been. In the breakdown of association, we’re driven down the bend. Nothing whole can save the day or ever force a long mistake. I turned so fast, I hate the move I made.
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Resistance
03:26
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There’s something in your eyes that drives them so to hope and drink and think of nothing more. Dreamed ourselves to a dead end street. It was in the cards and in the stars and in the breath between the lines. It was waiting in your eyes. It’s the only thing I understand, being backed into a corner, blood rising. With a little advice for the hopeless and lost, you wonder why the wheel’s not working right. Dreamed ourselves to a dead end street, being careless, drawn out, seething, to catch the back of a hand that came with me.
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Long Faces
03:50
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A simple question grew so high. Mountains were made out of small talk. Would you beg for a smile, without luck on your side, in the shadows of the long faces that I find? You say we’re in way over our heads. New ones find the path of least resistance and slip through miles and miles of lost love for as far and sure as chance goes. A simple question grew to tower over me. Now I hate to see your faces turn so long and pale as all the dreams that lifted yesterday. I imagine those will soon be gone. Clear as water flowing from the top of the stairs and whispered through the weathered yellow walls, the softest questions have thrown you. Will we wake up with our heads at all?
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After the End
04:09
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Grande dame, feeling wiser all the time, she says that in the fighting light, she cries for all the little lost souls like me who merely... who survive and have to wait a little while. Laughing, she cries. I could wait, holding on behind the line, with borrowed time. Grande dame, she’s the only one. She says oh that she's the only one/Calling all of those behind the line, we beat down the back doors and spread out the morning. I could wait, raging on behind the line with borrowed time. Small world, growing meaner all the time. She says without the hungry lights that hide, she tries. We laugh and then we wonder. She plays just like everybody else, but it’s cold, and I melt. She tries the safest way. I could wait, raging on behind the line with borrowed time, feeling older all the time. Grande dame, feeling wiser all the time, falls down with all the little lost souls like me who merely survive, until she... Then the dotted line was on her side, and the dimming light just hid her eyes.
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Crystal
04:02
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I saw a thousand pieces of this, scattered along the way, drowning in a crystalline world. Wondered if they’d sink (slip) into the delicate spaces between words. Sidewalks sparkle, and they’re forgotten. Pieces scatter with a thunder no one hears. We used to stare out the window and count the trains that could have taken us away, and we’d call each one next to last.
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11. |
Disc 2 • Bonus tracks
00:10
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12. |
Higher Than Heaven
05:48
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Can’t think cause he’s not awake. Can’t feel anything but pain. Took a risk that he cannot see. Didn’t tell me that the wind blew hardest through the tall trees or that we had miles to go or how he came to know there ought to be something higher. Can’t help so he’s careless twice. Didn’t mean to name the fallout right. The sky burns and the water boils. He fears that he’ll have to see. To fall so low, he ought to know something higher. You missed the train, but you were right on time. Leave your suitcase and your heart behind. Any moment we might tumble, given over to the landslide. Any day we might remember what’s higher. Given over to the landslide, what’s higher? Take a risk that I cannot see, I won’t tell you that the wind blows hardest through the tall trees.
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Parachute
03:44
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Went downtown to find you, and they were always playing games, with the luxury of giving up hope. Could only know you like a stranger, get something for a smile. Waited all this while. Ran downstairs to tell you that I was only playing games. Someone whispered with my voice, went too far calling names. Went back and forth to show you that I could never run away. In the heavy breath we wait.
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Sincerely Charlotte
03:17
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Went downtown to find you, and they were always playing games, with the luxury of giving up hope. Could only know you like a stranger, get something for a smile. Waited all this while. Ran downstairs to tell you that I was only playing games. Someone whispered with my voice, went too far calling names. Went back and forth to show you that I could never run away. In the heavy breath we wait.
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Resistance (Dance Mix)
08:23
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