1. |
idea at stevies (aug 1)
02:50
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2. |
fire season (aug 2)
01:52
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red eye night on a frontier flight —
when the sun does rise in Colorado skies
the haze has stolen all the mountains away
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3. |
sacramento blvd (aug 3)
02:14
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4. |
spiter biter (aug 4)
01:52
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1 2 3 4
in the light of it all
im doin fine with it all
im doin fine with it
ill take the the ride with it all
ill take the the ride with it
ill take the ride with it
in the spite of it all
ill bite the hand, take the fall
o in the spite of it
voicemail is full when you call
i can’t be caught, after all
i can’t be caught in it
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5. |
nobody home (aug 5)
02:48
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6. |
sapling (aug 6)
02:38
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drive yr car up to the north side don’t let the news make you cry again
I won’t ignore my own body
won’t let my skin make me shy again
I won’t pretend I am holy I am only still a sapling and
I know nothing but the morning greets me kindly waking up again
ride your bike out to the west side I’ll get swept up in the night again
I will welcome my own body
and the changing of the seasons
what does it mean to be homely
am I not? or am I only? and
I know nothing but the evening sends me kindly off to sleep again
I know nothing but the morning greets me kindly waking up again
i know nothin
i know nothin
i know nothin
i know
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7. |
yard sale (aug 7)
01:52
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piles and piles of your things
plates and books and frames and shiny rings
what is their story
whats taken place
what finds a new home, what remains
piles and piles, hopes and dreams
“everything’s collectible,” it seems
“I’ll take the stamps, sir”
“4 dollars, please”
a nod, a smile; an end, a means
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8. |
hereditary (aug 8)
02:31
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I looked in the mirror, for the first time saw my mother starin back at me
thought of dad when I went out at 1 AM to get somethin I didn’t need
this is what we do with all the hearts that need a home, now go on back to sleep
he sings the song so loud it bounces backwards off the bar and falls out on the street
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9. |
jenny (aug 9)
01:25
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1 2 3 4
jennys got a gun and they aim it pretty well
they’re a good shot can’t you tell
riding up the block can we make another stop
see who’s home, its 10 o’clock
i don’t care what your plans are
ive got plans o my own
jennys chewin gum blowin bubbles til they pop
like their jaw won’t ever stop
and they say
“when we all grow up, we’ll turn into turtledoves
we’ll have nothin but enough —
we won’t care what their planes are,
we’ve got wings of our own”
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10. |
zinnia (aug 10)
02:03
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the thought that all was lost again
i held the sunlight in my hand
petal in the palm
a soft, familiar psalm
a golden chance
check that back pocket ‘fore you go
and push the pain out that you know
beating of the heart
there’s good luck in the art
and in the lamp
mmmmm
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11. |
icarus (aug 11)
04:27
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behind your shield we’ve the same mind —
waiting
I check the time you pick your side —
weighting
mmmmm
I roll the dice in my denial —
baiting
our teeth have been bared for a while —
grating
oh if we could only fly away
oh to open up our eyes and see a brand new way
the time is loaned, our eyes are wide
open
it is the same thorn in our side —
groanin’
please excuse me
by the candlelight
we can’t help these things
the tears were made to cry
oh if we could only fly away
oh to open up our eyes and see a brand new way
oh if we could only dive away
oh to open up our eyes and see a brand new way
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12. |
soda pop top (aug 12)
03:44
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just ring the bell and I will be your hands I’ll be your hands I’ll
open the can, yes, I’ll do what you could once, what you can’t
neighbor you cry — what am I if not a helping hand?
neighbor, alive, be my eyes and I will be your lamb
just ring the bell and I will be your hands I’ll be your hands I’ll
walk down the steps, yes, I’ll do what you could do what you can’t
neighbor you cry — what am I if not a helping hand?
neighbor, alive, be my eyes I will be your man
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13. |
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when i spoke you were undone
no more chances, only one
i don’t know
what you don’t know
i don’t know what you don’t
write that letter, but don’t send
re-break that bone in hopes of mending
i don’t know
what you don’t know
i don’t know what you don’t
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14. |
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and the hounds they sing
the angels ope’ their wings
and in her outstretched hand,
a broken olive branch
and the hounds they sing
heeding the signs of spring
and the doves all dance
upon the willow branch
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15. |
hunter (aug 15)
04:30
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you’re far, far gone on your way
probably in your nice jacket, chasin the rabbits
and fillin up til your heart overspills
always seeking among the strip malls
to gain a semblance of substance, anything that means something,
to put into your pocket again
maybe its still untrue
you swore to me id be there for you
is it enough to make you happy
or just enough to keep you here?
feet in heavy, heavy boots
try to sing your way out, end up ear to the ground
but i heard you, ill hear you again
it takes time to lift the burden
even with all the flowers, and walking for hours,
even with someone there to hold your hand
maybe its still untrue
you swore to me id be there for you
is it enough to make you happy
or just enough to keep you here?
is it enough to make you happy?
or just enough to keep you
to keep you
to keep you
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16. |
sky baby (aug 16)
03:11
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if you were a garden
each flower a song
I’d plant you bouquets-full
our whole springtime long
if you were a mountain
I would be your fog
wrap round you each mornin
share our every dawn
if you were a hound dog
could I be your bone
you can have all my marrow
and carry me round our home
if you were a dove, dear
please make me your tree
my branches your cradle,
build your nest with me
If you were the moon, love
I would be your tide
following you surely,
all trust & gentle pride
if I am the setting sun
then you are the sky
ill kiss you with ripest color
til the evening draws nigh
you are the sky
you are the sky
you are the sky
you are the sky
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17. |
big blue (aug 17)
02:06
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don’t follow in my shoes, they’re too worn again
ill float between those big blues, both the two of them
those big blues, both the two again
those big blues, both the two of them
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18. |
cake mix (aug 18)
01:19
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19. |
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(reharmonization practice)
don’t follow in my shoes, they’re too worn again
ill float between those big blues, both the two of them
those big blues, both the two again
those big blues, both the two of them
those big blues, both the two
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20. |
green silk (aug 20)
02:11
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silk and satin and velveteen
don’t get attached like it’s the only
don’t light the match, mind the evergreen
silk and satin and velveteen
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21. |
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22. |
bothered (aug 22 late)
01:38
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i smashed my phone
i skipped the class
iiiiiiiii
swam in the lake
got bit by ants
i-hi-hiiiiiiiii
couldn’t be bothered
don’t bother me
couldn’t be bothered
don’t bother me
i didn’t write the song i said i would
you sent that text i didnt replyyyyyy
i couldn’t be bothered
don’t bother me
couldn’t be bothered
don’t bother me
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23. |
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are we there yet
are we there yet
are we there yet
are we there yet
i can’t imagine being upset
to receive such flowers on my doorstep
are we there yet
are we there yet
are we there yet
are we there yet
are we there yet
are we there yet?
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24. |
tardigrades (aug 24)
01:14
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25. |
desire (aug 25)
02:21
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I am not the object of your desire
I am not a thing to put on your shelf
I just wanna float in the open water,
not to feel another’s eyes all over my flesh
just another thief of your public comfort
just another knife at your tender throat
a throwing of the hands, in protest or surrender?
a shaking of the head, we both know you know
blinding white rage
waving white flag
bird in a cage
braving whitecaps
I am not the object of your desire
I am not an object I’m tired I’m tired
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26. |
piggy bank (aug 26)
02:11
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who gives a shit bout the value of a dollar
who gives a shit bout your couple of cents
enough to buy you the feeling of some power
bought you a bank all brimmin with pigs
what bigger lie than the valor of a dollar
what bigger lies than your couple of cents
built off of backs then bent on over backwards
breaking the bank and burnin the pigs
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27. |
placeholder for the 27th
01:42
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28. |
new strings (aug 28)
01:34
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29. |
ida
03:30
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I don’t trust my name anymore
I don’t trust the ground to hold
when all that’s left is wind and water
what will you call home
I don’t know your name anymore
I don’t know the ground to hold
if all that’s left is wind and water
what do we call home
when all that’s left is wind and water
boats and trains and sons and daughters
all that’s left is wind and water
alllllll
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30. |
ida outro
03:02
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