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Serenity Now Boarding
03:04
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Nobody here really loves you baby but you keep coming back
'Cause it's somewhere to be somebody that you're not
And you feel numb instead of sad
You carried yourself all the way down the hill
You'll stumble back up when you've had your fill
Nobody here really loves you baby but you keep coming back
Keep coming back
Keep coming back
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2. |
Dredging The Bed
01:50
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You took my baby
You took my girl
You took the light that shines my world
And now I'm coming down
You took my love
She isn't yours
Now the land lies bare and cold
And mama's coming to bring her home
And boy, you'd better run
You'd better run, son
I like it when you run
It makes the game more fun
Think you can beat the best
You're just the god of death
But I'm the one
You need me to get born
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Stocking Up
02:48
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Four Corners
03:42
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Rolling out the wheels
I'm trying to catch a break on time
Rolling out the wheels
I'm trying to catch a break on time
Sometimes nothin's more than somethin'
And the best roads don't have signs
Try going North
The North might treat you right
You can try going North
The north might treat you right
Just might kick in your front teeth
And keep you on your feet all night
South's nice and warm
Careful that it's not too hot
The South's nice and warm
Careful that it's not too hot
Some folks don't care to share
The melting pot
You can head back East
Still got some family there
You can head back East
Still got some family there
Just because you share some blood
Don't mean they're going to care
Head out West
There's only so far you can go
Head out West
There's only so far you can go
Right up to the water's edge
See if you sink or float
You know you're only lost
If you're trying to get found
You know you're only lost
If you're trying to get found
You can make your own bed
You can lie right on the ground
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5. |
Singing Scars
02:08
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A wound thirsts to be healed
A prayer yearns to be heard
Both require stillness to work
Step back
Allow time
The answer is waiting
For the right question to arrive
Listen
The pain sings it's antidote
My body aches and grows stronger
I reclaim my sovereign self
Where I started the work
The coral has begun to grow back
A wound thirsts to be healed
A prayer yearns to be heard
Both require stillness to work
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6. |
Demeter's Lament
04:52
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I came in with the wind
And the world on my heels
Wearing scars deep as skin
That was too thick to feel
And it carried me out
And it buried me down
Where the sky says goodbye to the ground
I fell under the earth
Crushed by time
Broke the wheel
No starlight there to guide me
Not even my keel
And the tide tore me out
Drove me under and down
Where the water and roots make the sound
Some demons come here just to save you
Know when you're done with the spell
Wave magic wandering sacred science
Safe doesn't mean that you're well
As I searched for my girl
I took good, took such good care of yours
But my blessing was seen as a curse and a burn
If you can't understand
My ways aren't those of man
Then I'll give you the grain
And the chaff
Some demons come here just to save you
Know when you're done with the spell
Wave magic wandering sacred science
Safe doesn't mean that you're well
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7. |
Say Say My Sunshine
03:34
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You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You'll never know, dear
How much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
Say say oh playmate
Come out and play with me
And bring your dollies three
Climb up my apple tree
Slide down my rainbow
And out my cellar door
And we'll be jolly friends forevermore
The other night, dear
As I lay sleeping
I dreamt I held you in my arms
When I awoke, dear
I was mistaken
And so I hung my head and cried
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You'll never know, dear
How much I love you
'Cause love don't work that way
So I left home
I went looking for you
But you were nowhere to be found
Rode every highway
Searched every wild place
Until I circled back around
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8. |
Bodies Into The Machine
03:00
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The system says that I am broken
I am here to break the system...
There's nothing wrong with me
That a revolution won't cure
They say that I'm deluded
Because they can't believe what I've endured
Try to flush me out
But honey I can find my way around a sewer
All the little horses
And all the painted men
Couldn't get Pandora's cat
Back in the bag again
There's nothing wrong with me
that a revolution won't cure
I'm not a problem to be solved
I'm a force for you to fear
To the withering critical eye I am invisible
But we'll see who's standing
When the gas light smoke finally clears
My body isn't fuel for your machine
My body isn't fuel for your machine
My body isn't fuel
My body isn't fuel
My being isn't fuel for your machine
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9. |
Time Out
03:03
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Fields turn from green to gold to snow
A foot-worn path becomes a road
From tiny acorn, mighty oak
Chopped down for fuel to keep you warm
No hunger here, the land is lush
But greed consumes abundant love
Like children who forgot the rules
What fun is it to play such fools?
The city streets your littered home
Sharp glass, orange caps by crumbling stone
Say someone here was hurt like hell
Hurt bad enough to stab themselves
Out in the night
Inner child's cry
Cover your ears
Put out the light
And hide inside your foggy mind
You can't afford to buy more time
I see them rise and fall again
I see home fires have grown dim
I don't know how to save you now
You've tied my hands and shut me out
Out in the night
Inner child's cry
Cover your ears
Put out the light
And hide inside your foggy mind
You can't afford to buy more time
Now hide inside your foggy mind
You can't afford to buy more time
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10. |
Shucking The Maze
03:03
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The smarter you get
The harder to solve
The tougher your skin
The sharper their claws
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11. |
A Minor Threat
04:04
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I've tempered through the coldest nights
Survived the brazing sun
Slept off beside the enemy
Disguised in scars that aren't my own
This heart's a beating drum that's out of sync
Cracked 'cross the head
More comfort in the lonely streets
Than home in my own bed
I'd come to save the suffering ones
Could not swim on their own
Slow drowning
Martyr to the sinking
World is sinking
Could not save myself
Could not save myself
That never was my name
They tied our tongues, divided us
Lies into wounds they rubbed
Who are they?
They are us
We play the game that we made up
They're in our heads now
Lie in our beds now
They're in our heads now
Nothing ever really dies
'Cause Death lives on and on
A shell game stacked on turtle backs
Quick sand clear skies
The whole way down
From here on out
From here on out
Dreaming the next round
The next round
Regain control by taking blame
For what never was your fault
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12. |
Back On Bass
03:07
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I buried you today
You were the one
I thought would complete me
My severed other half always
Somewhere else just out of reach
I had to walk away
When needs aren't met
You have to change them
Without you I couldn't breathe
I grew gills jumped in and learned to swim
I'm through with wandering
Now I'm spawning my way back
To me
I buried you today
Dug you deep into salty clay
Of rotted roots and stillborn dreams
Hoist my white flag
Plant new seeds
I forged my own shield
Honed my own sword
I don't need anyone else to protect me
Concede defeat to victory
When plans don't pan
You have to change them
Without you I couldn't breathe
I grew gills jumped in and learned to swim
I'm through with wandering
Now I'm spawning my way back
To me
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Gardening Angel
Mugician. Professional weirdo.
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