1. |
Eclipse This
02:26
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Ghostwritten
Stranger to blue water
Lain bare
For all the honest world to feel
Ghostwritten
Stranger to blue water
Lain bare
For all the honest world to feel
You will have to write
And nothingness speaks to what might be
Come into being
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2. |
Way Beyond Blue
02:37
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Come let us smoke together
Bring your fire along, strange bird
Make yourself plain
You know how to be drawn
And never forget your first storm
Let your reputation be ruined early on
And you won’t have to bother living up to it
In this life, you will love and be loved
But you’ll never forget your first storm
We’re going way beyond the blue
There’s nothing here for me and you
Come let us smoke together
Bring your fire along, strange bird
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3. |
Easy When You Know How
02:49
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I want to confess
But a man can’t tell the truth about himself
Or so you said
Well, I smiled at something in this
I smiled at something in this
My arrow never left my quiver
I had to stop thinking for a minute
A good story well-told
A good story well-told
It’s easy when you know how
It’s easy when you know how
It’s easy when you know how
Yeah, I want to confess
But there is nothing to start with
And I promise you will never
You will never see my back
You need the two left hands
And fast, at that
You have to see yourself in the story
You have to see yourself
It’s easy when you know how
It’s easy when you know how
It’s easy when you know how
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4. |
Baby's Breath
03:40
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Oh, all the dreams I can’t remember
The ones that never come again
So many dreams, my lover says
As the sky grows wild and red
And we die the little death
So many dreams I can’t remember
They find me by the mountains or the sea
What’s in the mind of an eagle?
Or the song the river sings?
Out in the hills, the baby’s breath
And we die the little death
Out in the hills, the baby’s breath
And we die the little death
Oh, all the dreams I can’t remember
So many never come again
What’s in the mind of an eagle?
And what the river says
Out in the hills, the baby’s breath
And we die the little death
Out in the hills, the baby’s breath
And we die the little death
Out in the hills, the baby’s breath
And we die the little death
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5. |
I'm Not Listening
03:07
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Well, I know you’re sad and angry that your character has been killed off
You’ve always been afraid you’d be written off and out of history
Now I see your crowd is dwindling
I want you to know that I’m not listening
The thing about history, you get a different answer depending on who you ask
Everyone describes the view from where they’re standing inside the story
I get the feeling something’s missing
I want you to know that I’m not listening
And I can see your mind is drifting
But I want you to know that I’m not listening
What happens offstage and offscreen
Is often known to the audience but not to the characters
Well, I get the feeling something’s missing
I want you that I’m not listening
And I know your focus is drifting
But I want you to know that I’m not listening
At least not to you, anyway
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6. |
Born Frees
02:39
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They call us born frees
We close our eyes to see
The world is ours
We feel it in the air
We know it’s there
In the open spaces between us
We live by promises
So much we should confess
But our hearts are reckless
We climb the temple steps
We feel in ocean depths
All for the good that’s in it
And the heart of all that is
And all the soul says
Is in my baby’s kiss
(I’ll say it again)
The heart of all that is
And all the soul says
Is in my baby’s kiss
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7. |
Last Night's Smoke
03:40
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I lived to tell the story
No choice but to tell it
But I’m not about to climb a mountain
Just so I can yell it
Why take by force what we can have quietly by love?
Shut out the birds of prey and let in the dove
Well, I put daylight between me and the business
And I know as well as any man the difference
Why take by force what we can have quietly by love?
Shut out the birds of prey and let in the dove
Well, I have studied at the feet of the masters
Came to know my weaknesses, but then what comes after
Last night’s smoke still hangs in the air
The evacuees aren’t going anywhere
Well, it wasn’t the good times
that carried us along
Yesterday today was tomorrow
And I still hear the song
Why take by force what we can have quietly by love?
Shut out the birds of prey and let in the dove
Well, I have bested my share of bastards
Here I stand, unbroken, but then what comes after?
Last night’s smoke still hangs in the air
The evacuees aren’t going anywhere
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8. |
Wave Fighter
02:51
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Stacking cans and building bridges
Working hard at nothing at all
Sideways glance gives the best vision
But then
I can’t catch
You won’t throw
You can’t leave
I must follow
Throwing punches at the sun
Moving rocks like they push the river
Such a monumental foe
Wave fighter
There you go
Wave fighter
But then
I can’t catch
You won’t throw
I can’t leave
You must go home
I can’t catch
You won’t throw
You can’t leave
I must follow
Throwing punches at the sun
Moving rocks like they push the river
Such a monumental foe
Wave fighter
There you go
You’re the wave fighter
There you go
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9. |
Broken Even
02:42
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Though we may break with the broken
Sometimes we all get worsted
Right thing, wrong reason
Call us broken even
Well, the skeleton dudes are flying low
And even the freest spirits get faded
You want to run away
Well, I know the feeling
But for anything worth a shit
You bleed
Yeah, we may break with the broken
But sometimes we all get worsted
Right thing, wrong reason
Call us broken even
And all the questions they want me to answer
Well, “no answer” is my answer
I wouldn’t care if I lost, but nobody wins
Broken even
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10. |
Your Eyes Are X's
04:30
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Your eyes are Xs
The night is ours
Well, I’m open to the chance I’m wrong
But I’ve seen your scars
And my eyes are Xs, too
The night is ours
I was in the shadows
And I wanted the part
In the wide open golden states we’ll make our home
But you must be high as me to ride along
My eyes are Xs
And my senses shiver
I’m tasting your skin
We float a lazy river
Your eyes are Xs, too
There are reasons it’s called “Space”
You can’t hide what you lost and it shows
We’re carried away
In the wide open golden states we’ll make our home
But you must be high as me to ride along
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