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Selling Wine
01:42
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I don’t mind selling wine to the layman or the priest / I don’t see it as a problem / I just fulfill a need / As one by one they all pass away / they beg their souls to go / their stubborn friends sadly say “please please no” / live life / show love / don’t be sad / live life / it won’t change / no need to be mad / no need to be mad / the small lines in the sky recall the boater’s course / the dark sea will remind me that death’s the driving force / [solo] / live life / show love / don’t be sad / live life / it won’t change / no need to be mad / no need to be mad / I don’t mind selling wine to the layman or the priest / I don’t see it as a problem / I just fulfill a need
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Said He, Said She
04:08
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part of me wishes to part with ambitions and simply live / theater rumbles and high-kicking bungles already give / economy gravestones are humming the same tones as Em and Liv / look out behind you it’s bound to remind you of him... may i feel said he, i'll squeal said she / just once said he, it's fun said she / look at my eyes and tell me that there’s no hope / drive to the nook and there is a well-worn microscope / may i touch said he, how much said she / a lot said he, why not said she / let's go said he, not too far said she / what's too far said he, where you are said she / may i stay said he, which way said she / like this said he, if you kiss said she / visible scratches are worn like badges by lesser men / coddling foxes in unopened boxes of letterhead / simple directions for longer erections are on her bed / crazier stories manage to bore me again... may i move said he, is it love said she / if you're willing said he, but you're killing said she / but it's life said he, but your wife said she / now said he, ow said she / tip-top said he, don't stop said she / oh no said he, go slow said she / play me like a lesser role in the sand / but do not bite a wrecking ball in your hand... cccome? said he, ummm said she / you're divine! said he, you are mine said she
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Humble Buffalo
02:07
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Helen, your beauty is to me / Like which I’ve seen before / Gentle streams, into a perfumed sea / Nearly beaten, they lead to the shore / To my own familiar door / And don’t be afraid / to stroll away / And don’t be afraid / to be afraid / On streams and creeks I tend to roam / Your ginger hair, your classic face / Your gentle waves have brought me home / To the beauty of my native place / to the humble Buffalo / And don’t be afraid / to stroll away / And don’t be afraid / to be afraid / And don’t be afraid / to stroll away / And don’t be afraid / to be afraid / Through the window, I catch a glimpse / How gorgeously I see you stand / I know my hand will hold your hand / And they’ll remain until and since / Woman and man
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Our Mixed Dust
01:52
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When my hair reached my eyes / When my chest was strong / You noticed something inside / we laughed hard and long / and how I miss you / we married not so young / we never looked back far / a daughter and then a son / still wonder where we are / and how I miss you / [solo] / my dust will mix with yours / the wind will drop the leaves / I wait for your return / I’m sure you wait for me / And how I miss you
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Where the Hush Remains
02:03
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There’s always a hush in her pockets there’s always a friend when the cannonballs fly / and priests can protect more than rockets though honesty begs us to sever ties / How shall I hold onto my soul so it does not touch yours? How shall I move it up over you on to other things of course? I would like to tuck it away / In some quiet unknown place / somewhere where the hush remains / when you move me / (with) the violin under his chin and us like his bow / on which violin and with which one of them are we making music i don’t know / yet everything which touches us / every single little such and such / unites us so very much / and you move me / There’s always a hush in her pockets there’s always a friend when the cannonballs fly / and priests can protect more than rockets though honesty begs us to sever ties
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set aside the feelings of the crescent moon / realize that distance is hard to gauge / ask the sky to let this not end soon / in life after life, in age after age / try ignoring all that’s come til now / and what we know happens on the final page / resist temptation to try to find out how / in life after life, in age after age / if you know most everything you’ll burn / your blood will bubble up in a holy rage / you’ll soon regret learning all you’ve learned / in life after life, in age after age / but maybe others will join the cause / releasing each prison’r from his cage / stealing every victory from certain loss / in life after life, in age after age / i live in the moment, as much as i can / live in the moment, I can only be one man / through the wild times of turmoil / force yourself to smile and welcome the change / keep your faith in sun and sea and soil / in life after life, in age after age / neighsayers will want the glory themselves / they’ll try belittling it by callin’ you brave / all the while winking and smirking like elves / in life after life, in age after age / in life after life, in age after age
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If I Cry
01:20
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Love, if I cry, it will not matter / Love, if you laugh, I will not care / I’m a fool to even think about it / But it’s good to feel you there / Love, in my sleep, I dream of waking / I was afraid, alone and scared / If I could remain asleep forever / It’s good to feel you there
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We’re On Top
02:03
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Any time I want, I can step on a bug / Any time they want, they can hide in my rug / I can take em out, one or two at a time / When we’re fast asleep, on our blood they can dine / Well I can wipe them all out, with poisons and sprays / But if they choose to attack, they can kill the whole human race / Each of us thinks that we’re on top / Each of us thinks that we’re on top / Each of us thinks that we’re on top / But we’re not, we’re not
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Trace the Mirror
01:56
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Believe me, if all those endearing young charms / Which I gaze on so fondly today / Were to change by tomorrow, and fleet in my arms / Like fairy-gifts fading away / You would still be adored, as this moment as art / Let your loveliness fade as it will / And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart / Would entwine itself verdantly still / trace the mirror that’s already here / with intensity of unknown zest / face the pile of eagerness / like the spirit has never left / It’s not while beauty and youth are your own / And your cheeks are unspoiled by tears / That the passion and faith of a soul can be known / To which time will but make you more dear / No, the heart that has truly loved won’t forget / But as truly loves on to the close / As the sunflower turns on her god, when he sets / The same look which she turned when he rose / trace the mirror that’s already here / with intensity of unknown zest / face the pile of eagerness / like the spirit has never left / trace the mirror that’s already here
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More For Us To Do
02:58
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if she springs, she’s spring / ‘f i call her love, she’s love / and i won’t want for anything / for me / for you / it would be nice if there was more for us to do / that’s the girl i know / doing everything and anything / hold your hat out / don’t be afraid of what the witches think / for me / for you / it would be nice if there was more for us to do
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My river runs to the deep blue sea / who’s waiting there to take me / you can never hold me close enough / or force your stuff to be / the same stuff that i like / the same things i do / but I guess I think I sort of love you / wanna try to toe the line / you can be anything that you want / the little devil worked her way inside / now look at everything she’s got / I’m looking up to the Lord / She’s looking at me too / she would do anything / she would take you / the same stuff that i like / the same things i do / and I guess I think I sort of love you / I guess I think I sort of love you
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Knock Me To My Knees
02:35
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will i awaken from this sleep / if i don’t please don’t look / on my nightstand for the book / that pushed me off the end so deep / knock me to my knees or hold the flood / knock me to my knees i go in blood / speak your words with heart and grace / it makes no difference if they’re true / they’ll attribute what they want to you / and soon forget your pretty face / knock me to my knees or hold the flood / knock me to my knees i go in blood / i wish i’d spent more time in bars / the unfortunate last words i said / moments before they found me dead / moments before i chased the stars / knock me to my knees forgive / knock me to my knees forget / knock me to my knees forgive / knock me to my knees forget
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King Everything Pendleton, New York
Loud & quiet; odd & ordinary; mysterious & straightforward; vague & clear; joyous & angry; fast & slow; messy & organized; simple & complicated; succinct & wordy; energetic & lackadaisical; continuous & disjointed; hopeless & rosy; new & familiar.
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