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1. |
Nor'easter
05:10
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Nor’easter
The wind was howling
And boughs bent and broke
While you were gone
The storm awoke
Wild limbs were moaning
Old roots were torn away
While you were gone
The starry night turned grey
Clouds descended spiraling
Lifting me through the air
I was weightless, suspended
Just floating there
Swept up in the turbulence
I thrashed to and fro
All twisted and bent and leveled low
The flood came swiftly
And carried us away
While you were gone
I struggled ‘gainst the waves
Floating with the shipwrecked
And the torrent in my head
While you were gone
I was resurrected
Specters came to shake their chains
Lifting me through the air
Like pallbearers, suspended
Just floating there
Drowning in the spectacle
I cursed your name again
Defiant but still reliant on your care
The dawn rolled in like thunder
And breathed a heavy sigh
While you were gone
The storm arrived
Scattered all about me
Were broken bits of life
While you were gone
The storm arrived
Clouds were fractured and gathering
Cumulous without a care
Weightless, suspended
Just floating there
Staring at the beams of light
I saw our common woe
We’re all twisted and bent and leveled low
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2. |
Loved
06:24
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Loved
I feel the weight of the world
Here on my chest
It feels like all of the stones
Coalesced
I stretch my face to the stars
Roll my back against the ground
I feel the weight of the world
Every lousy pound
It's a long way down
From the dizzy heights of love
The abandonment of all you can’t resolve
Everybody’s got white wings
Floating up to greet the sun
but it's a long long way down
I took the long road home
Along the crooked creek
And all the way alone
Mud soaked into my feet
I weigh the weight of my words
Before my voice will speak
Of the wild wonder whirl
Before my knees grow weak
It's a long way down
From where you start and where you end
And longer still from where you start again
Everybody wants the same chance
To dance along the edge
But it's a long long way down
I started there and got to here
But don’t remember much
I was talking to myself
A little out of touch
I feel the heat of the sun
But I don’t feel the wind
That blows the old away
So something new can begin
It's a long way down
From the dizzy heights of love
The abandonment of all you can’t resolve
Everybody’s got white wings
Held together with some bits of wax
But it's a long long way down
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3. |
Coming Up For Air
07:13
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Coming Up For Air
I took a long drive
Past the edge of town
A long drive
With the window down
A little time
To do some thinking
A little time
On my own
Life’s short
That’s for certain
Then you’re left with
Dust and bones
I’m coming up for air
I made a high dive
Into the deepest well
A high swan dive
I really fell
Headfirst
Into the water
Black water without a shore
And just when
I thought I’d break the surface
I sank some more
I’m coming up for air
The roosters crow
The dogs bark all night
When you wrestle yourself
There’s a good chance you might
Fall on your face
Again
I waited so long
To make it right
Turn the soil
Plant the seeds
Grown the fruits
Where the barren fields stood
I waited so long
And now I know for sure
Some things
They just stay broken
There just ain’t no cure
I’m coming up for air
The roosters crow
The dogs bark all night
When you wrestle yourself
There’s a good chance you might
Fall on your face
Beautiful
Your eyes so bright and round
Your papa’s lost
Your papa’s lost
But sometimes found
I took a long drive
Past the edge of town
A long drive
I pushed the pedal down
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4. |
Dry Land
04:23
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Dry Land
I slept with the devil
I’ve spoken in tongue
I lived with this memory
Like a drunken Bowery Bum
I’ve crossed all my fingers
There ain’t nothing up my sleeve
I answered your questions
You promised I could leave
Let me go
I spit in the mirror
I lied through my teeth
I was robbed of a heart
By a friend, a master thief
I choked on the truth
And tasted deceit
Held my hands to the flame
But could not feel the heat
Let me go
I danced in the desert
Till I fell down on my knees
Welcomed the monsters
Hiding inside me
All these creatures
They were ugly
But referred to me as friend
And that’s more than I can say
For the world I’m living in
Let me go
Spent my last life in prison
But I always had the key
You can fill my tank with diesel
And you’ll never hear from me
I don’t know why I came
But I know why I will leave
We can pass and part like strangers
Or do it violently
Let me go
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5. |
Wild Blue Yonder
04:19
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Wild Blue Yonder
I got the key to the door
I got the key to the door
I got the key to the door
In the back of your mind
I’m gonna take what I find
Like a thief who’s craving for more
Who keeps craving for more
Who keeps craving for the beasts of abandoned love
I’m pulling on the chains of
The hounds that dog me
Simple pleasures don’t keep me satisfied
Brings on longing
Brings on longing
For the feathers of the creatures still outside
In the wild blue yonder
I’ve been diggin in the dirt
I’ve been diggin up the hurt
I’ve been diggin down further than I should have gone
I’m stumbling on
The ghosts that haunt me
I've been digging in the ground
I’m like a doggie digging down with rabid foam
I’m gnawing on a bone that always chokes me
Hidden treasures and fine silk frilly Things
Brings on longing
Brings on longing
For the feathers of the creatures that still sing in the wild blue yonder
I got the key to the door
I got the key to the door
I got the key to the door
In the back of your mind
I gonna take what I find
I want the world by its tail
Until it waggles and wails
I want the world to lie down
With its head on its knee
Roll on its back and show me its belly
Simple pleasures that all good men aspire
Bring on longing
Longing
For the feathers of creatures
In the wild blue yonder
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6. |
Skull And Bones
05:46
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Skull and Bones
Bad news bad knees
Now my lower back is failing me
I’m a thing of beauty to behold
Sailing winters of discontent
Left my mind and my body twisted up and bent
And I am confident that the future will unfold
Like a leaky ship that’s sinking
but I’ve been thinking you could patch me whole
You're the master shipwright who
Steers me leeward right through
These somber storms
Nail my colors to the mast
Hoist the skull and bones up fast
Demerol and Ativan
Vistaril and Midazolam
Things of beauty to behold
Benzo-diazepine and Propofol lays me down to dream of the
Sunken treasures only fools have spoken of
But now my faithful ship is taking water
I know I oughta try to patch some holes
You're the master shipwright who
Steers me leeward right through
These somber storms
Nail my colors to the mast
Hoist the skull and bones up fast
In the end, there’s nothing left but scars
All the tender parts turn hard
A thing of beauty I suppose
If you need me I’ll be in the bar
Drawing constellations around these harden scars
Cause I am so far from where I’d hope to be
But now my shipwreck has run aground
just when I found the stars to guide me back to you.
You're the master shipwright who
Steers me leeward right through
These somber storms
Nail my colors to the mast
Hoist the skull and bones at last
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7. |
Mystery
05:10
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Mystery
It’s a mystery
A twisted riddle in my storyline
I have a history
Of secret meanings in between the lines
I need the language
That secret tongue of hidden words
Soft and unassuming
The kind of sounds that only few have heard
That’s the reason why I lie beside you in your bed
Search the dawning light for clues
That’s the reason for this darkly brooding beating heart
To learn the language that you use
I want to understand and if I can
I’ll walk the desert sands and back for more
You’re a labyrinth honey
But I’ve walked that dusty maze before
But I lack the language
The secret tongue of hidden words
Soft with such allure
The kind of sounds that all the gods adore
That’s the reason for these cracked and calloused, broken hands
That grapple with your point of view
That’s the reason why I wrestle with the whirling wind
To learn the language that you use
That you use
Oh honey
My girl ain’t this funny
I’m the one
I’m the one
It’s mystery
But maybe it’s all something in my head
I got a history
Of fabricating more than what’s been said
I need the language
The secret tongue of hidden words
Soft and reassuring
The kind of sounds that you have never heard
That’s the reason for this altar and the smoked-filled room
The shaman’s bitter mystic brew
That’s the reason why I howl with all the dogs at night
To learn the language that you use
That’s the reason for the memory of looking back
And straining to recall the view
That’s the reason I remember to forget all that
To learn the language that you use
That you use
Oh honey
My girl ain’t that funny
I’m the one
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8. |
Siren
05:32
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Siren
I was a snake
With a rattle on my ass
A hundred lives or more
I’ve seen them come and go
But I still can feel
The longing to
Pull away my skin
And be born anew
I want to be somebody new
Living in the shadow
Of my father’s working hands
Where “Nothing’s Ever Good Enough”
Is tattooed like a brand
When the weight of the world
Come flooding in
I keep my back against the door
While the tidal waves come
But I’m dumb
I never learned to swim
I want to be somebody new
I want to be somebody new
I want to wake up in the garden
With some distance and a view
I want to be somebody new
And wake up
With you
I was a coward
In the garden of delight
Watched while the serpent and you
Fed from the tree of life
Well, the fruit was sweet
But the truth is tough
To know that the face of god
And the curve of your breast
Are carved from the very same stuff
I want to be somebody new
I want to be somebody new
I want to wake up in the garden
With some distance and a view
I want to be somebody new
And wake up
With you
I was a snake
With a rattle on my ass
A hundred lives or more
I’ve seen them come and go
But I still can feel
The longing to
Pull away my skin
And be born anew
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9. |
Shipwrecked
07:02
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Shipwrecked
Man overboard
Throw in a line
Man overboard
Throw in a line
I’ve been
On my back
Kicking and swearing
For forty days
And forty nights
I’ve been
Lost out at sea
Nothing but the wind and waves
For company
I never asked from you
What you asked of me
But baby you can ask some more
Cause when the storm arrives
I’ll be at your porch door
Hope springs eternal
Cause hope comes cheap
You see what you want to see
Hope springs eternally
In the town of sympathy
There’s a small room for rent
On the twentieth of April
I became a permanent
Resident
On an old stained mattress
With some photos of you
I could burn away the day
But when the storm arrives
I’ll be at your porch door
Hope springs eternal
Cause hope comes cheap
You see what you want to see
Hope springs eternally
Man overboard
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10. |
Voodoo Doll
04:51
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Voodoo Doll
There was a Voodoo Doll
And some needles on a chair
Some bits of cloth
Scissors and human hair
Broken glass and broken plates
Scattered everywhere
With the knives
And silverware
Signs of a struggle
There was evidence of trouble
In the hall
The smell of cigarettes and piss
Maybe bourbon soaked the wall
All the photos from the desk
Were scattered on the floor
I don’t remember much that night
But clearly something wasn’t right
A consequence of recklessness
But this one’s off the charts
You never know what’s lurking
Behind the minds of broken hearts
The minds of broken hearts
They’re dangerous and seriously dark
Last thing I remember
I was walking from her room
Back through the park
Someone stepped beside me
Asked politely for a cigarette
And spark
Then I woke up to the sounds of
A whispering sultry mess
Chanting and moaning and naked painted breasts
They sang incantations
In golden horns with feathered frill
Danced around the carpet where some men had held me down against my will
Burn marks and a tattoo made with pins and ballpoint ink
The sound of running water
And my bloody molar in the sink
A consequence of recklessness
But this one’s off the charts
You never know what’s lurking
Behind the minds of broken hearts
The minds of broken hearts
They’re dangerous and seriously dark
There was a Voodoo Doll
And some needles on a chair
With a broken nose
Pins pushed in it here and there
Silver hair
On the effigy
A Voodoo Doll
With a look that looked like me
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Founding members of Sister Sadie's Foundry have lived tortured and twisted lives not worth discussing in a public forum. Enjoy the music.
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