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Believe Me
05:10
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How’d you get your arms sewn up
Swinging like you missed the cup?
Calling stations you can’t dream
New relations with new machines
Still alive under the crush
Still running before the rush
Hold position carefully
Oh that vision, you’ll tear yourself free
Believe me
So you show your children out
Through closing doors and a chiming sound
Catch a break, you poor providers
Carry water and scorn dividers
You will stagger back to court
Filled with the violence you support
Slowly getting up to speed
And never letting you tear yourself free
Believe me
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2. |
After and Before
04:24
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Stop running
Your missed connection’s coming
And your photograph is turning white with light
It’s making day from night
Between gates
You’re heading to the States
They’ll hold you up an hour there or so
And then they’ll let you go
Stop running don’t you know
We got time for a few moments more
Got time, after darling, after and before
I stopped running
My body still is humming
And the music is still buzzing round my ears
There’s voices I can’t hear I want to hear
Lists of names
Oh nothing is the same
And they’re calling all the families on board
Some names you can’t ignore
Stop running we swore
We got time for a few moments more
Got time, after and before
Got time, after darling, after and before
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Well like good boys they wake up early
And work in the fields
Work till they’re tired
Work till their feet are ragged and wild
They’ve done good work, you know they’re much admired
But it’s time now to rest and raise a glass
Why do they sit, a couple of ghosts
Locked in the past?
Just cause it all feels wrong
Sometimes
No thought can hide it
And none too strong
Sometimes
To mend what was divided
Friend of mine
We left our washing out on the line
And now it is raining
Bring it inside
Where it is warm and these wet rags can dry
Nothing that’s torn need be repaired
No, it’s not required
Nothing will pass except with time
Yeah, you know that
Why you moving so fast?
Just cause it all feels wrong
Sometimes
No thought can hide it
And none too strong
Sometimes
To mend what was divided
Friend of mine
Oh friend of mine
Friend of mine
There’s been bitter wine for drinking
But not this time
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Half remembering, half forgetting
Half arising, half setting
Always ending, always beginning
Half unraveling, half spinning
The long spun thread
Oh long spun thread
Whole headed, whole hearted
Holes in your pockets from where you started
Home is what you must confide in
So much traveling, so much winding
Of the long spun thread
Oh long spun thread
Well your stories are the best
Your stories are the best
I must confess
That your stories are the best
Oh long-spun thread
That binds the living and the dead
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5. |
Honey all the Way Down
04:36
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Strays on cliffs
And another pirate ship
Stony pathways
Waiting for the tidal wave
A paid seat
A place to meet
Where you’ll be found
Honey all the way down
For busy hives
There’s still a little time to drive
Through portions of the deep
Looking for a place to sleep
Floating down
A thousand miles
To settle on
The sand beside you
Where you’ll be found
Honey all the way down
The way may be dark
But oh how you smile
Start, start
Dreaming for a while
Just don’t lose your suit
You new recruit
Oh how we strayed
But any day
We will be found
Honey all the way down
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6. |
Out on the Gold Coast
04:52
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Out on the gold coast
They’re burying them alive
And me I’m on a dirty wing
With my heart wrapped up inside
I’m flying at half-mast
Still they light it up in style
Flickering and floating past
Like barges on the Nile
When you’re hungry for something fancy
Try those delicate meats
We’re cruising down the alleys
Chase that dream around
Through the palm trees, the big IVs
Hope a little trickles down
Hope it trickles down to Rudy
Yeah, save a drop for me
Where the wind blows the crooked nose
Points right to the sea
When you’re hungry for something easy
Try those delicate meats
When you’re hungry for some deeper mystery
Try those...
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7. |
Nesting Bird
03:43
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Well the nesting bird sings soft and shrill
Makes her nest with what she will
Sings her troubles in a solemn line
All wrapped up in wax paper and twine
Wrapped in wax paper and baling twine
Singing don’t let me go
Along that narrow road alone
Well when winter comes you must feed your chicks
And so you learn a thousand tricks
But the hedgehog famine he smiles and waits
Curled in corners of the fine estates
Curled up in corners of the fine estates
Singing don’t let me go
Along that narrow road alone
Just speak from your blushing cheeks
Your soft throat was made to speak
Your solid bones ain’t fit for wings
But you can roam round anything
I won’t let you go
Along that narrow road alone
No I won’t let you go
Along that narrow road alone
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8. |
Shake Out Your Shoes
03:35
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Love’s honest truth
Can you bank on it?
Looking for the real weight and rhythm
Heading down to Florida
And I stretched myself out
In an empty space in a parking lot
Hoping to get knocked out
Or just shaken up
But oh cameras, oh cameras
You never stop
And all you residents
Are setting fires
And all you penitents
Must learn to smile
Shake out your shoes
Oh mystery, pleasure
Shake out your shoes
Oh love without measure
But oh cameras, oh cameras
You never stop
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9. |
Cruel Youth
03:42
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I’ve been staring cross the water wide
At a garden gate ahead
Sweet honey on the other side
Just dig is all I did
Like a worm in a flower bed
Like a cruel youth
Lost in paradise
In paradise you call the tune
A cruel youth
Lost in paradise
Don’t leave paradise so soon
We’ve been working up an appetite
For a root that hides below
Ain’t it always worth a fight
It depends on what you grow
And how deep down you go
Deep down cruel youth
Lost in paradise
In paradise you call the tune
A cruel youth
Lost in paradise
Don’t leave paradise so soon
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10. |
Friends in Bed
04:03
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Well in the next room she is waking up
In the arms of a little lion
Got held up in a squall
On the go train
Tracing lines on the windowpane
How did you get ahead
Two rows on that sewing machine
And two friends in bed
And upstairs life is just a wander
Through deep snow, and I long to go
Like lovers become them
Or like two friends
Just lying beside them
How did you ever know
Like two spools of thread
Tracking lines through the snow
Knowing where, where to go
Like two friends in bed
Two friends in bed
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