1. |
Reach
01:50
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I can see over the heather
lying cold and still
in the morning frill
of another night sailed away
I can reach under the water
grab and ivory stone
throw it wild
and where ever it lands is home
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2. |
Two Rooms
02:58
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The dream always answers
the dream always calls
the water is flowing
the halo around you is always the same
always the same I admit
I'll sleep on the floor
I'll dream about what
You'll never know
It's the call from the top
it's the sun rising on its own
A subtle recall to a subtler time
a rose in the garden
a rose on the suitcase
that never was opened
never to be set free
A quarantined mind
in a quarantined shoe box room
It's the call from the top
it's the sun rising on it's own
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3. |
Iris
01:00
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(Enter guitars in room in which the windows have no curtains)
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4. |
American Beauty
02:58
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Well I always wondered
could she really mean that?
It never seemed part of the plan
I remembered
Now I fall asleep
and my evil brain keeps repeating, repeating
"get out of here while you can,
this isn't up to you, man,
this isn't up to fate or chance
or anything"
Charm erased
out of space
Now you wonder her name
and so do I
So far removed from the loving game
that it hurts to try
Trying to build the pieces up
from something as real as love
I can't remember though I try
"This isn't up to you, man,
this isn't up to fate or chance
or anything"
The longer it goes
the more you know
and the less you learn
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5. |
Tripoli / When I Leave
01:58
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(Enter guitars and voices in room with one blue curtain)
When I leave
I won't leave you
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6. |
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(Enter guitars and voices in room with American flag curtain)
They say that everyone has someone they love
and everyone has someone they hate
some people they don't have anyone
some people have woken up to late
And if I could
If my crippled heart
should slowly come to realize
that not everything that looks at it is vile
I'd open up the door
and stumble right beside you
and surrender to the never ending mile
If all the borrowed time that I have
starts flying out the window
If all the borrowed time that I have
starts flying out the window
then I'm glad it was with you
I'm glad you could watch it go too
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7. |
She Will Greet You
02:54
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As I was driving home
I saw two silver strings pulling me
and I knew that one of them was you
then the clouds started hanging over
and the string started whispering her song
She will greet you
with an open hand
As you laid there still
I knew this would be the last time
I'd ever see you barely breathing
no longer singing
So I ran back to the hospital room
afraid to let go
afraid of the coming gloom
when somebody said from you
Now there's a few numbers in my phone
that lead to nowhere
or belong to another home
which is good as nowhere
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8. |
April and October
01:00
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Hours are just going down the disposal
two dozen at a time
Detroit Tigers hat clad
blind drunk and bitching
Now you're laid beneath the ceder
and he's laid beneath the pine
oh, lord, how I miss you
oh, lord, how I miss him too
(Exit near the white curtains on a grey and blue backdrop)
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Holy Fangs Bay City, Michigan
Justin O'Kelly
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