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Titans
02:51
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Cocaine uppercuts,
we're young, we're fucking up-
we're ruined by the lightest touch.
Cigarettes and old red wine
and fucking beneath the broken pine,
and I was simple and you were kind.
But we come with the dust and are gone with the wind.
Hey there darling, what's your name again?
Floor's covered in love letters
from people we don't remember-
we just like the sound of the words.
Wild thoughts and movie star dreams
are balanced by our apathy-
changing is hard, it's easy to sleep.
So we come with the dust and are gone with the wind.
Hey there darling, let's get lost again.
Yea, we come with the dust and are gone with the wind.
Hey there darling, let's get lost on the rails again.
I'm on my way,
a drunken priest, heavy faith.
I'm on my way,
a drunken priest with wine for faith.
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Isaac
03:35
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Father he walked like the ocean,
I walked with bones like falling rain.
I knew I truly loved you darling
when to that mountain, death she came.
Father sold my soul to pay the bill
of a thousand broken nights.
The moon's embrace, that moonshine taste-
I gave my future to the tides.
The sea betrayed me for the wind
and left me buried in the sand.
So I gave my bones to the crows,
those wings of promised land.
They brought me to an unwound clock
they said would be my home.
The ice clung to my bloodshot eyes
as they tied me to the stone.
It's hard to say just when I woke
to a dove with wine-dark eyes.
I rode her howls to your house
built with muted sighs.
I hung my head, said I was blood
just waiting to be drained.
You smiled and said, "don't worry darling,
love is just a vein."
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Cain
04:54
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You told me that things would get better,
that it won't be long until I belong.
You told me that things would get better,
that I could be strong.
How could you be so wrong?
I wanted Abel to love me,
I wanted Abel to hear.
I wanted Abel to love me,
I wanted Abel to hear,
why wouldn't he?
Eve, you are just like the beach,
standing still but dragged out to sea.
Is it cause you still miss home?
Is love holding on or letting go?
Mother, I need to know.
I wanted Abel to love me,
I wanted Abel to hear.
I wanted Abel to love me,
I wanted Abel to hear,
why wouldn't he?
Among the dead leaves at twilight,
I hear Father call my name.
But I know the stories they're writing,
I've heard what he said-
that I am not his son.
I wanted Abel to love me,
I wanted Abel to hear.
I wanted Abel to love me,
I wanted Abel to hear,
why wouldn't he?
Among the dead leaves at twilight,
why wouldn't he?
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4. |
To Wendy, in the City
05:41
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Silver haired men and silver tongued girls, third time debutantes with champagne curls.
Hanging from chandeliers on city side-streets, street-working virgins stalked by drunk priests.
Concrete forest with neon lakes, you traded the wind in the willows for the whiskey shakes.
Leather jackets draped on bright young things, with hepatitis fevers- their electric bodies sing.
Wendy, please call home.
Suburban adultery in technicolor eyes, searching for something they're desperate not to find.
Rats in the gutters but they bleached the sidewalk, slow things decay in the city, baby, run don't walk.
Wendy, please call home.
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Ghost
05:31
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Darling, set a place for me
at the table.
Forget that I'm never coming home,
that you are alone.
Put your lipstick on, darling,
just start over.
Take some pills to shake your bones,
baby, I know.
Let the wine fill your head
with trouble,
let the music paint your thighs
so unsubtle.
Give up the ghost-
time don't pay, she owes.
Darling, don't tiptoe tonight
slow things decay.
The shattered night is silent, yea-
but it's still got something to say.
Let your trembling tongue
form holy words.
Let his skin be a blank page
and write new scriptures.
Give up the ghost-
time don't pay, she owes.
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6. |
After the Fall
04:46
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Grace-she left me last early spring,
she's performing at clubs now, but she don't sing.
Hope-she was scared of behind and before,
I tried to say goodbye but I was drunk on the floor.
Hate-came in bloody through the torn-down door,
it's been two years now but he hasn't said a word.
And I know, all things must fall,
but I'm glad I met you darling, broken bones and all.
Courage-he left me when the bullets started flying,
I'm fine with that though cause all he did was cry.
Passion-her funeral was just the other day-
we're all immortal until our dying day.
Love-she's hiding somewhere outside,
I keep asking her in, she keeps saying not tonight.
And I know, all things must fall,
but I'm glad I met you darling, broken bones and all.
Fear-he keeps pacing up and down the hall,
ever since Hope left, he's been no fun at all.
Doubt-he keeps stealing all my coats,
and it's winter outside all the windows are broken.
Youth-she is gone, she thinks she'll be missed
But Time is the prettiest woman I've kissed.
And I know, all things must fall,
but I'm glad I met you darling, broken bones and all.
And I know, all things must fall,
but I'm glad I loved you darling, broken bones and all.
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7. |
Naked Animals
04:15
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I saw Wendy the other day,
she was with one of the Lost Boys,
strung out on cocaine.
Heartbreak keeps going up to people,
shaking them down, demanding an answer
while terrible faith, she just sits and cries on my shoulder.
Quiet rage she beats hollow on the roof
while my room silently fills with naked animals.
I'll give myself to those naked animals.
So come, buy your ticket to the freak show,
come watch me fall.
I'll be here in this cage, just another naked animal.
I'll give myself to those naked animals.
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8. |
Wind and Rain
03:04
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When I was a little boy
hey ho the wind and the rain
a foolish thing was but a toy
for the rain rains everyday.
When I came to man's estate
hey ho the wind and the rain
'gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gates
for the rain rains everyday.
When at last I found my wife
hey ho the wind and the rain
by swaggering I could not thrive
for the rain rains everyday.
When at last I heard what she said
hey ho the wind and the rain
drunken men have drunken heads
for the rain rains everyday.
Long ago the world begun
hey ho the wind and the rain
but that's all one, this play is done
and I'll strive to please you each and everyday.
Hey ho the wind and the rain
for the rain rains everyday-
or so they say.
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Man Called War Des Moines, Iowa
Man Called War is Rob Kelly, a Des Moines based singer-songwriter.
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