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Preacher
04:26
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Take a walk a while with me
Through the midnight city streets
Tell me of the ghosts you're convinced that you see
Watch the boats fighting up stream
Electric power fossil fuel or engines run by steam
Marvel at the industry
But the night is deep
And your preacher is fast asleep
Take a first stroll through the famous crimson sands
Explode the bombs in both your hands
As drifters and hyenas wait with open fangs
Thirsty for the blood that's in your veins
And you look at me like I am a thief
You should check your pockets, your preacher's still asleep
This river's over flowin' going to spill the banks
Rising up to the Empire State
Aint no earthly power, aint no divine right
Can wake your preacher tonight
But the dawn has broke
And I just got word your preacher's awoke
Well that glass you stare at might one day be clear
Might get word from your seer
But I know what it is exactly that you've done
Just like I seen where you're from
So sit down now and take up that golden gilded pen
Write your four horsemen it's the end
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2. |
Ground
02:57
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A skeleton wavering in the wind
She's on her way
To bury the ace in the hole
She wears a gown embroidered with moss
From the ground
She withers and waits for the sound
Come to me as an outlaw in a dream
Carve your word on the wall
I'll take you out, I'll light you up, I'll burn you down
To the ground
Revolver clenched, he trembles on the edge
And takes his aim
She's bound to return once again
Once she was flushed, enchanted by his touch
But she got crushed
And cried, never again
Come to me as an outlaw in a dream
Carve your word on the wall
I'll take you out, I'll light you up, I'll burn you down
To the ground
What is this vision in the mirror
Whose gaze is burning up the air
Whose voice is coarsing through my throat
When will I wake without a choke
Where does the blood run in the end
In words that I cannot defend
And where does all this dream shit go
How could I ever know
How could I ever know
Come to me as an outlaw in a dream
Carve your word on the wall
I'll take you out, I'll light you up, I'll burn you down
To the ground
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3. |
Train
03:15
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A steady breeze
Moonlight flickers through the trees
You're moving fast
Forgot your future you forgot your past
Now the stars are best
Across a trestle heading west
See mountains soon
If you ever get out of this room
You been here far too long
Singing all the same songs
Time, like water, runs dry
This train has stopped
And you must get off
This train has stopped
And you must get off
Think you're growing old
But you are younger than you know
It's changing quick
What you've got is all you get
You're a ticking clock
A mayfly hatched on the pond
You move through space
For a single day and then you are erased
Wander to the yard
Crawl inside a boxcar
Time, like water, runs dry
This train has stopped
And you must get off
This train has stopped
And you must get off
Can you see the light you must follow home?
Memories
Lie like politicians on the screen
Plead for your time
While they're changing their disguise
They'll rob you blind
The past is not so well defined
It's your design
You got your story and I got mine
What became of all these years
We've only just arrived here
Time, like water, runs dry
This train has stopped
And you must get off
This train has stopped
And you must get off
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4. |
Temple
04:14
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That contortionist you consort with
Been spilling your secrets all night long
He'd arch his back and unfold his list
As your words rolled down his arm
Oh
Hear the station house alarm
Oh
What's best of Gallatin is gone
Rearrange the cosmos as you please
Unbuckle Orion's belt
Change my face to suit your needs
I'm beaten but at least I never knelt
Oh
Your remedies don't help
Oh
Save your rage just play the hand you're dealt
And let the blood begin to boil
Take the strike and then recoil
Born of blood and baptized in oil
There's no reward for all this toil
Oh
Your remedies don't help
Oh
Save your rage just play the hand you're dealt
Hear the alarm clock whine
In the early morning light
Saying there's just one way through time
No matter how hard you fight
Oh
It seems I used up all my might
Oh
Its dawn and I still don't know what's right
Oh
It seems I used up all my might
Oh
It's dawn and I still don't know what's right
It's dawn and I still don't know what's right
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5. |
All Along
04:45
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A cumulus
A goodbye kiss
Free Coca-Cola and I'm gone
A window seat
No plans, no friends to meet
Just the moon and me
When I land
Won't hold no hand
I'll be gone
Won't hold no hand
I'll be gone
All along
I been gone
A diamond ring
At the bottom of the drawer
Never seen nor worn
Just a souvenir
I been singing to the wall
Tarring feathers to the posters
I don't feel no holy ghost here
I could use some gasoline
I won't be seen
I'll be gone
I won't be seen
I'll be gone
All along
I been gone
I'll take that diamond ring
To a pawnshop in the rain
I'll get five hundred dollars to spend
I could tell the sun
Rising on the highway
The twisted tale of my day
Or maybe just a joke
I could buy a rowboat
Write some notes
Put on a winter coat
And sail away
Won't be afraid
Won't be afraid
Won't be afraid
I'll be gone
Won't be afraid
I'll be gone
All along
I been gone
All along
I been gone
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6. |
Drugs
03:27
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Fill my mouth with sticks and stones
My words can finally break your bones
Make my way to where the freight trains moan
And them railroad bosses still pace alone
Fill your lungs with that filthy meth
Sell your last summer dress
Come back home with your hair a mess
And stoop to kiss your king's noble crest
I pick up my telephone
Just to hear my dial tone
And make sure I'm really alone
'Cause it soothes me
And it soothes me completely
Make my way to where conscience is tacit
And fill my blood up with life and with movement
Fall face first on the cold cool pavement
There is no place left for a man to be decent
Weigh my eyes down with your Oxycodone
It's 12 o'clock noon and the mists are not gone
The captain's man signals land with his gong
Evening has come with no sign of the sun
I pick up my telephone
Just to hear my dial tone
And make sure I'm really alone
'Cause it soothes me
And it soothes me completely
Deep in the crowd you can hear 'em murmur
Of a cruel unending terrible fever
Christ was not as good as you heard
He took a whore and married her
Well the land rolls over to meet the sky
And she folds over backwards to fit my eye
Slamming my head on the kitchen floor
I'm just trying to even the score
Trying to even the score
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7. |
Linda
03:47
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I got some mid-shelf scotch
In my backpack
Passing the bottle around out back
Just do me a kindness, before you go
Be a doll Linda, lock the door
Linda lock the door
(Oooh Sweet Candy)
Linda lock the door
(Oooh Sweet Candy)
Linda lock the door
Lock the door
It's time to let your lovin' pour
Cracking beers after midnight
Drinking bourbon in my mind
I love this bar, but it ain't where I'm gonna die
Linda lock the door one more time
Linda lock the door
(Ooh Sweet Candy)
Linda lock the door
(Ooh Sweet Candy)
Linda lock the door
Lock the door
It's time to let your lovin' pour
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8. |
Hounds
03:46
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Poltergeist
Paralysis
Hubris
of Odysseus
That's enough call home your hounds
Make my bed
With the lonesome dead
Recall all's been said
No time to make amends
That's enough call home your hounds
Mary time has been so cruel
Must you pursue me too?
Rest my head down at your door
Don't loose them hounds on me no more
Silver chain
Your mother's name
A burning flame
And a flying crane
That's enough call home your hounds
Robin sings
Of Neptune's rings
Where the willow leans
And the Judge's heart is mean
Mary time has been so cruel
Must you pursue me too?
Rest my head down at your door
Don't loose them hounds on me no more
Whiskey spins
Retching gin
Cold pale skin
And dissection begin
Dream of a car crash
Petty cash
One last easy gasp
And time is elapsed
Mary time has been so cruel
Must you pursue me too?
Please, Please don't block my way
can we have some kind of parlay?
Fuck you
Fuck you pay me
Fuck you
Fuck you pay me
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9. |
Atmosphere
02:21
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What's the color of your atmosphere
Tell me the sounds you hear when you awake
Telephone can't conquer miles
That's why I never dialed
I know I'll find you in between
In spite of the geography
And my bad memory
I'll meet you in between
Take a lesson from the depths of space
I crave some warm embrace but I stay still
Hang up the phone and you're back on your own
Sometimes it's worse to know, but that's just how it goes
I know I'll find you in between
In spite of the geography
And my bad memory
I'll meet you in between
Every day and every night
I close my eyes and I see you sitting there in a blue rocker chair
You said, "Honey, your dreams are my car keys—
I'd never forget 'em"
Telephone can't conquer miles
That's why I never dialed
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10. |
Pat's Song
03:04
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Take my hand
Let it go
Pick me up
Take me down
I say it's night we better go
You say it's dark so we can glow
If I could take myself apart
I'd lend my lungs I'd lend my heart
That seems a good place to start
But the operating room is dark
Start the engine
Make it stop
Get me out
Take me home
Twisting my fingers into knots
Crying backwards in Rorschachs
You said I'm better off on my toes
And how this ends no one knows
When the news from the north came to chill my bones
I went shaking chains in the catacombs
I'm afraid to speak your name out loud
Like I told death where you'd be found
But I miss that long lonesome sound
Pressing my ear to the ground
Pressing my ear to the ground
Pressing my ear to the ground
Pressing my ear to the ground
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11. |
Biographer (Reprise)
01:37
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These dreams at night got me screamin'
At everyone I love
I'm hopin' and I'm eager
With my teeth all tangled up
I don't mind what they're saying
But I just can't go on living this a-way
My biographer is dead
And my life has finally began
No one has to know my name
I can come and go and leave all the same
Silver trees
Or is that snow perched upon the leaves?
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12. |
Home
04:27
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Copper head
Come to bed
It's too late to dream
Twisted perch
No more writhe and lurch
Hold your pose out on the beam
I want my home
I want my home
Palisade
Twisted leg
All my dancin' is done
Sell your night stand
To a one eyed man
Wake me for the afternoon sun
I want my home
I want my home
And the Great Lakes are...
I can feel their weight from this far
I want my home
I want my home
Tie your ghost
To an old fence post
Give him a blanket to lie
Everyone I know
Is on Saint Peter's row
I'll be a senator after I die
I want my home
I want my home
I want my home
I want my home
I want my home
I want my home
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