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Someday
04:49
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over the hill in a cold spring well
near Billy Omen’s ranch where that old oak fell
the water’s still flowing from what I can tell
but no one ever knows if billy will ever sell
there’s a fine line between what we know
about the wiseman and a fool
and the blue bird sitting next to that black crow
you know with the bleach white moon light
we're catching them fireflies
and Billy would say
Someday, someday I’ll be gone
where the wild wind blows
one day, one day it’ll all be gone
and it’s all that we know
the past and the love that we make
roll that window down, son
and find your way
cause someday, someday, I know, it’ll all pass away
Father Richard, at St. Mary’s cathedral
spent all day outside with a hungry people
bright white collar and a bible in hand
there was a line so long you couldnt see the end
and I feel like I have my whole life
with nothing to give
and I know now, i know that I’m not right
so I give what I can
even if it’s my hand
and Father Richard says
Someday, someday I’ll be gone
where the wild wind blows
one day, one day it’ll all be gone
and it’s all that we know
the past and the love that we make
roll that window down, son
and find your way
cause someday, someday, I know, it’ll all pass away
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2. |
Quicksand
04:07
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we go out on the high rise
looking at the city below
we go out when it’s midnight
to be alone
all alone
and then we do it again
she said, "I don’t want to be out in the middle of the city, but i can put a dress on and look pretty"
I said, "I don’t want to be another lonely man
living for the money and falling into quicksand
i’d rather have your hand"
we go out in the rain fall
leaving our phones at home
with your favorite umbrella
we get alone
all alone
then we look up in the sky
she said, "I don’t want to be out in the middle of the city, but i can put a dress on and look pretty"
I said, "I don’t want to be another lonely man
living for the money and falling into quicksand
i’d rather have your hand"
she said, "I don’t want to be out in the middle of the city, but i can put a dress on and look pretty"
I said, "I don’t want to be another lonely man
living for the money and falling into quicksand
take me to the mountains of acadia
where I can see the eastcoast fall with ya
and try to make a living on this old guitar
and get out the quicksand and into that car
i’m gonna be your man
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3. |
Jami, Call it
03:41
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I don’t
Mind if
You make a big mess
I will clean it
All up in a moment
I just
Saw you
Smile in the rearview
Big stars
Sunlight
Making the headlines
Jami, would you like a song?
Maybe I can have you sing along
You, me, and a starfish
Throw it in the sea and make a wish
Jami, Call it
Jami, Call it
Jami, Call it out
This is your life now.
I hope
I don’t
Miss out on these moments
to making you smile
hold your head up for awhile so
you can see me
looking so happy
at you Jami
you have saved me
Jami, would you like a song?
Maybe I can have you sing along
You, me, and a starfish
Throw it in the sea and make a wish
Jami, Call it
Jami, Call it
Jami, Call it out
This is your life now.
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4. |
I'll Make it Home
05:08
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You can say I’m a little wet behind the ears
In this new season of life
I’m Pushing forty years with no idea on how to get it right
Rodney tells me, “you gotta be your own father- it’s time to take a stand”
Cause looking at me are my own two boys
Trying to learn how to be a man
More like a fish out of water
Out on this muddy sand
Flying high over this border
With no where to land
I’ll make it home
I’ll make it home one day
I’m in a place where I don’t fit in
And I’ll never be ok
But I’ll make it home
I turn left on to pike and into the market
Where the fish all fly
And down that cobblestone road you can smell the Russian rolls through the night
Out on the sound I see a boat going no where
And I wonder where I am
How did I get here and when Will I raise this old sail up again
A lost ball in the high weeds
Going no where fast
I’m headed out west, no maybe east
But off this beaten path
I’ll make it home
I’ll make it home one day
I’m in a place where I don’t fit in
And I’ll never be ok
But I’ll make it home
I’ll make it home one day
I was born in land far from where I need to be
And now I’m finally on my way
And I’ll make it home
I look at all of these records
Sitting on the shelf
And I keep pulling down blonde on blonde
And spinning “forth time around”
I’ll make it home
I’ll make it home one day
I’m in a place where I don’t fit in
And I’ll never be ok
But I’ll make it home
I’ll make it home one day
I was born in land far from where I need to be
And now I’m finally on my way
And I’ll make it home
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5. |
Where I Can Grow
04:00
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A Little rain goes a long way
For the red oak
A little time in the valley
and then it will grow
I hear the morning birds sing
And the rain falling down
On the summer leaves
I need a place where I can grow
where I can grow
where I can grow
With a little bit of sunlight
And just enough water
I can make it in the summer time
But not if it’s colder
I’m little fragile now
Like a rose in the garden that someone pulled out
I need a place where I can grow
where I can grow
where I can grow
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Tell me something I don’t already know
Like how everything’s my fault
Broken vessel on a midnight stand
Leaking all the table salt
Throw a party like it's New Year’s Eve
Call on everyone you know
Pour the wine but not a yellowtail
Give em one hell of a show
Tell me something tell me something about you, rather
Tell me something tell me something about you
What’s the 411 on Tommy Dales
I heard he is going back to jail
Forty dollars and some Marlboro lights
Not enough to pay his bail
Father Marcus on the tv screen
I love all the episodes
Cast another demon back to hell
And Tell me something I don’t know
Tell me something tell me something about you, rather
Tell me something tell me something about you
Cut the news turn off fox and friends
No one really gives a damn
Burn the tv and go have a beer
Tucker Carlson email spam
Relatively fake in all your news
Tell the cameraman let’s go
Election 2020 in my view
Tell me something I don’t know
Tell me something tell me something about you, rather
Tell me something tell me something about you
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7. |
Before I Set Sail
03:13
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All these boat, boats, boats in my dreams
they always come together in numbers of three
but they always end up crashing
Lucille Clifton goes on teaching
even after I go on reaching for
reasons I don't know why anymore
Before I set sail, I'm gonna read "blessing the boats"
I'm gonna re-read the letters that you wrote
I'm gonna say goodbye to all I've ever known
I wrote a letter to a younger me
set way back in 1993
I said, "it's it's never really up to me."
Before I set sail, I'm gonna read "blessing the boats"
I'm gonna re-read the letters that you wrote
I'm gonna say goodbye to all I've ever known
From this to that...
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The devil's in the garden
Playing in the moonlight
I remember Esau
Fighting for his birthright
The devil's in the garden
Playing with the roses
I’m taking all chances
And running just like Moses
Everyone is Judas
Selling out their maker
while they listen to this madman
And making him their savior now
The devil's in the garden
Quarter past the midnight hour
I am in a deep sleep
Losing all my power
And everything that I held onto in the past now was never true
while the devil's in the garden and I am looking like a fool
is true, was it you?
The devils in the garden
I was thinking Mona Lisa
Had a feeling in the morning
She would never try and reach ya
With her dark black smile
Silhouettes in the moonlight
The devil's in the garden
And I am feeling alright
And everything that I held onto in the past now was never true
while the devil's in the garden and I am looking like a fool
is true, was it you?
Was it you?
Yeah and is this garden any good if there's evil living with the truth?
And was it you?
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9. |
Safe in the Water
04:53
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We go down underneath the water
Where the seamounts block out the sun
Far from anything we held familiar
From the shadows of everyone
We are ghosts in this vast underground
with no light and with no sound
Safe in the water,
Safe in the water
Safe in the water we are safe
I feel the current beneath me
Pulling me down like a stone
i breathe in more of the ocean
until I can finally let go
We are ghosts in this vast underground
with no light and with no sound
Safe in the water,
Safe in the water
Safe in the water we are safe
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10. |
Takes a Strong Woman
04:31
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It takes a strong woman
To love a man like me
To pull my boat up on the shore
It takes a strong woman
To pick up all these pieces
Of a heart that's shattered on the floor
But she’s not like any other
Not like any other
Not like any other
Not like any other woman I know
Thats why I love her so
It takes a strong woman
To sit with me in the dark
And watch her broken man fall apart
It takes a strong woman
To hold me up this long
When some that were there are now gone
But she’s not like any other
Not like any other
Not like any other
Not like any other woman I know
Thats why I love her so
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11. |
Last Song Playing
04:27
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The Gulf of Mexico
at Laguna beach
Sands along her coast
All the memories
My emotions rise
Like "The Stormy Sea"
Willeart in my mind
Can you find me?
Can you find me?
Leaving the last song, the last song playing
Leaving the lights on, the lights on praying
Head to the back room, the back room I
I don’t know if this is God,
Or is it just in my mind
Foster Christy
you were out of line
looking through me
To the desperate type
shine the spotlight here
to the boy in the back
father if you’re there
give me what I lack
give me what I lack
Leaving the last song, the last song playing
Leaving the lights on, the lights on praying
Head to the back room, the back room I
I don’t know if this is God,
Or is it just in my mind
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I’ll take you out
For another coke
I know what your mother said but she won’t even have to know
Let’s play a game
Of tic Tac toe
On the back this paper towel where I’ll be exes you be owes
You’re my Holiday
You’re my Holiday
My Life’s holiday
I just want this to stay
Come catch my eyes
With you in my gaze
we watch as the time flies by and now we're older and more gray
Don’t leave my side
But I know you will
You’re meant to be my arrow and I will always love you still
You’re my Holiday
You’re my Holiday
My Life’s holiday
I just want this to stay
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