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One Enemy
04:56
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there's a fire burning up in the sky over gabriel
and ashes in the wings of the golden messenger
returned to a world
of great islands sinking
in water as high
as the tallest buildings
he said where you gonna run to when the money's gone
will you bunker in the foothills of new england
will you still grow old
will you still get married
we all have one enemy
in the formless darkness
in visions and dreams
we all have one enemy
the tree grew and was strong
reached all the way up to heaven
a long fall to its grave
left a heartbeat in the waves all along the eastern shore
and a whisper in the redwoods of the western forest
and a bear on the beach
with three ribs in its teeth
we all have one enemy
in the clear-cut sunlight
in the siren's scream
we all have one enemy
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2. |
Secret Compartment
02:35
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you left me
a note when
you didn't need to
try
i couldn't
return it
had to do what I needed to
survive
but I kept it in my secret compartment
holding on to you
I'm gonna make it all make sense now til you feel me
holding on to you
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3. |
No Streetlights
02:54
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when he was three couldn’t believe he’d grow to be taller than he was looked at his hands red dirt cheeked mad could they be any smaller?
molded from different clay than mine, a scar above his gecko eye
ice skating slipped so we went home, we patched it up all on our own
and when i
feel most at home when i am home is those nights
when you and i lay talking
your small room no streetlights
he will grow up he’ll stay out late
bodega lights and girls I’d hate
a wish to keep everyone safe
hidden behind an angry face
promise to come back
i can’t worry all the time
and i’ll let you live your life
and when i
feel most at home when i am home is those nights
when you and i lay talking
your small room no streetlights
and when i
feel most at home when i am home is those nights
when you and i lay talking
your small room no streetlights
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4. |
Lifetime
04:10
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riding passenger through the countryside
national beauty highway 1969
power lines overhead
blistered sky pink and red
your hands on top of his
gripping the stick shift, can you believe how long it's been?
and it's still the same old road signs
the paint stretched out in straight lines
counting the exits all the way back home
to the upper west side
and it takes a lifetime
when you leave they'll take
your name your words your face
but taconic state parkway will outlast your body
you thought you were dreaming
the tires slip beneath you
until you looked across and saw his two eyes drifting
and all the words you should've said
all the strength you should've summoned
all the years you spent with your back against the wall
just to make one thing beautiful
and it takes a lifetime
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5. |
Evergreen / 18
05:44
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december days
desire blossoming
I am bare, ur evergreen
waiting for you
to say the perfect thing
I am bare, ur evergreen
I am bare, ur evergreen
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