1. |
The tool I Use to Carve
04:43
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Packing up the place, I'll be making light
tossing things away I once held to my
beating breast to save
Once a joy and pride, now a throw aside
oh its edges I carved by my bedside light
Emptying, found some shavings in a drawer
and the tool I use to carve
Swept it all up and I held onto see
if one day I could identify
Sure bent like steel with a sheen that was more
like silver, white gold bonafide
On my way
to a welder I know to be good at his trade
sure that he'd know but I threw em' away
I threw em' away
don't know what came over me
I tossed em' riverside free
don't know what came over
Saw an eddy
wash up steady
and it swirled my way, it swirled my way
Saw the eddy
yeah it swirled on my way
yeah I tossed them riverside free
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2. |
Last Bitch
04:39
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I've been wrong, I've been right
I've been sleeping all night
sign of health, sign of dread
I've had both, have again
call a car, ride a bike
last bitch standing tonight
walk it off, halfway there
drop your keys, trace your steps
Wondering this time
how hard do I swing
how many dollars is breaking the bank
like there's a this time
a flick of the wing
10,000 miles just one degree
one degree change
On degree change
wonder which way
I'll set it up for my aim
I've been up since sunrise counting the ways
I could interpret the clouds and their shapes
Moving long the rooflines and out into space
mornin a glow through the white and the gray
Skidding my way to the front of the house
Watching from windows
You're all seeing me now
A saint, an angel
Found burning through the sky and the weather
what a joke, all the clouds
were just smoke, crashing sounds
trick of light on the ramp
slight of hand, made a mess
curb waiting
last bitch standing
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3. |
The Rot
04:14
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left my old spot so I packed the things
you’d want from me
a cake knife
a swinging light
hung like a wreathe or
the bed we made
I’ll always wait
arms splayed, yes I’ll always wait
setting my things down
they’ll blend into your house
a spiral case
falling with grace
I’ll have it coming cuz I
damn near know nothing
you taught me babe
so i guess I will
guess I will stay
Read all the notes
in the books you keep
oh lucky me
knowing you
the things you do
Wish I could play long
all happy and sing song
all you feel
looks nice from here
couldn’t bear leave
oh but staying would be
hogging you babe
there’s no other way
pierce through dimensions
of time and of space
blazing a third that’s not going nor staying
that's not going or staying
left my old spot
yes I left my old spot
just to come back and save the rot
scrape together all we got
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4. |
Big Lucky Night
04:32
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Color under your collar
As you reach for your glass on the shelf
Sun bleached you wear it so often
I stretch you cross time for myself
Stick to just tracing the outline
Eyeing all the hems and the cup you hold
Swinging it back
To fill you in
That gold brown stuff
you swore against
Never mind that
What’s one or two or four
Cuz it’s my big lucky night
I came in winning and I won’t leave till I
drained it all, every chip falls to the pile
at least I got to feel the rush
if I don’t make a dime
Cuz I lose every time
I lose every time
You call me cold and I answer
Not like the times we been down
Don’t work that hard
Kick the can too much
I grind your gears
You play to rough
Here we go again
Now I'm stuck here taking all the losses with
Screwed in smile and blood and sweat
Yeah you just watch it pool and drip
Knowing I got nothing left
I’ll be rolling in my spoils
Whole damn room will have to fold
yeah I’ll be good for it
I swear I am good for it
Cuz it’s my big lucky night
I came in winning and I won’t leave till I
drained it all, every chip falls to the pile
at least I got to feel the rush
if I don’t make a dime
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5. |
Little Picture
03:05
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Getting to know weeds and cracks in the roads
Lined with pick-ups, jeeps
Cabs made into homes with one look into them
I looked into everything
Like the red rock caves and coves, man
Who would’ve known
They could hold me so deep
I started stroking the air
With my thumb and my palm
Grit and dirt in between
I never thought I'd mean anything to anyone
but everything fell snug around me
Only water that ran
Through the Pecos and Grande
Were tales of it
No hell or high water man, woman, or daughter
For me to grip
So I'll gulp, graft, roil the rocks, sand
Till all the colors damn bleed
don't tell no one I saw this it's my
only little picture for me
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6. |
I Want a Love
03:40
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I want a love
I could well live without
I wanna die
Knowing nothing about
Your surrendering kind
like a ghost got your arms
drapes 'em right round your boy
like you have no damn choice
I want a love
that’ll bore me to death
who’s sole purpose is
utilitarian
But I want someone
Who won’t quit, who’ll split half the drudge
From the fine tuning stuff
To the back breaking rough
labor, love like we’re losing let’s make use of us
Oh please spare me
some devastate just cuz they hold the weight
the weight
the weight
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7. |
Been Due so Long
04:01
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There's some big bad man
who's deciding who I am
who's been making me repay
for all the ugly moves I make
Due so long
saying I'm the one who's wronged
I'll be yelling at the break
of the clouds your big mistake
Don't I know
it's a begging that turns to blows
a kind of twisted way to pray
oh well I learned it the oldest way
Don't I know
it's a begging that turns to blows
a kind of twisted way to pray
oh well I learned it the oldest way
There's some age old plan
taking skin off both my hands
I'll be pushing all my weight
till I'm moving it away
Learned this too
if there's love to be had then you
got to look on your own free time
get your own damn land to go pick and mine
Don't I know
it's a begging that turns to blows
a kind of twisted way to pray
oh well I learned it the oldest way
Don't I know
it's a begging that turns to blows
a kind of twisted way to pray
oh well I learned it the oldest way
I wouldn't really wanna shake the ball without you
you're running like a line that never breaks, it rides through
And maybe it's just all another toss, a blind move
I think I'm going crazy I just know I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
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Emma New York, New York
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