1. |
The Long Fight
04:00
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2. |
The Sun and The Clouds
04:47
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The Sun & The Clouds
a broken heart and the lure of drugs
praying hands and the lord above
beat your head against the wall
‘til the voices quiet
somewhere something fell apart
somewhere in a life too smart
running colors in a black and white silent movie
watch the darkness dawn your face
something no drug can erase
it's a sadness that goes deeper than the two of us
‘cause you bring the clouds underneath the sun
you bring the clouds underneath the sun
and you got the four chords
that make everything seem beautiful
Maker's Mark and old Pete Rose
who knows just where this will go?
we'll talk about our dads ‘til the bottle's empty
if I could take these aches from you
would I even know what to do?
can the pain go somewhere and leave the ground beneath the two of us?
watch the darkness dawn your face
something no drug can erase
it's a sadness that goes deeper than the two of us
‘cause you bring the clouds underneath the sun
you bring the clouds underneath the sun
and you got the four chords that make everything seem beautiful
it's in the moment, it’s in the style
you don't have to fall down loud
it's in the way of seeing everything that's possible
nothing is easy, nothing just comes around
come on, let’s go out in the sun
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3. |
Northern Star
05:28
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Northern Star
sleep comes down
the heart of a home
dream in aquamarine
clouds appear
in the strangest gray
see the ghost in the machine
every day I’m losing ground
every day I’m losing ground
way past the point of braving
all the hell that’s raging
am I worth saving?
looking for a northern star
when your heart is breaking
all that’s worth forsaking
do you think we’ll make it?
looking for a northern star
a broken trust
an unheard song
the feel of the coming harm
a photograph
transistor radio
a shelter for the storm
every time you look away
every time you look away
it’s quiet now
no static in the air
the sirens have all died down
abandon in place
leave those things behind
buried beneath the ground
I’ve got eyes like sparks this time
I’ve got eyes like sparks this time
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4. |
St. Anthony
06:20
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St. Anthony
I just don’t know what I know anymore
conversations so unclear
confusion downed like a bitter pill
and I get lost
reason downed by euphemisms
drowning in a sea of rhetoric
needles and pins, haystacks and cyclones
try to find the lies
waiting for an answer gets you nowhere
waiting for someone new to follow
help me find the way, St. Anthony
heaven knows I’m not a savior
heaven doesn’t even know my name
but you know when men are desperate
they’re willing to try anything
sometimes I think I tilt at windmills
sometimes I feel swept by the tide
sometimes I drink myself to sleep
car keys and wedding rings
all these things we find
misleaders, burn and break the ties that bind
conspire to keep us blind
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5. |
Help Me Down
04:11
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Help Me Down
help me down, help me down, St. Peter
I need to make the trip
my time has been misjudged
I'm quite sure of it
a future bright as the sunshine
a bold path out of here
the truth on the horizon
and a black-haired girl so dear
I was down in the Bogside
watch them marching by
bullets and the barricades
you don't cross that line
help me down, help me down, St. Peter
I got a fever cure
blessings few and far between
the things we must endure
found a way, found a way, found a way out
with drugs and kerosene
found myself at the wrong end
of a bad road in between
help me down, help me down, St. Peter
I've got to make amends
broken hearts and apologies
a man can start again
let me go, let me go where the winds blow
let me find my friends
let me take nothing for granted
let me see how this ends
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6. |
Strength In What Remains
04:29
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Strength In What Remains
and you find yourself
sleeping under starry skies
Central Park is home in the evening
and you wonder how
you managed to escape
a thousand nightmares in the making
you find the strength in what remains
New York
feels like an endless fog
feels like there’s just no escape from the margins
you’re invisible
no one here knows you by name
no one here knows, no one here knows
you wonder if you’ll ever thrive
you wonder how you stayed alive
you find the truth that eludes you
and you know just where you’ve been
so you solider on
you try to lose the soldier ghosts
that haunt you each night in the ether
now you know you will survive
with the kindness of a simple act
you’ll return and start again
you’ll return and start again
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7. |
No Closer To The Truth
05:10
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No Closer To The Truth
Monday morning coming down
another forty hours
of the things that matter least
we should’ve known by now
we should’ve known by now
welcome to the ship of fools
whoever gets out first
got to promise to bring the rest
we should’ve known by now
how could we know by now?
we’ll burn the candle at both ends
and never sleep again
here we are, no closer to the truth
a pint of promise for my friends
let’s try another day
here we are, no closer to the truth
(and it’s alright)
we’ve got dreams long after dark
scribble in the margins
try to hide away your heart
there must be something we can do
there must be something we can do
it’s alright…
Monday morning coming down
another forty hours
of the things that matter least
we should’ve known by now
how could we know by now?
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8. |
What Do You Do At Night?
03:22
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What Do You Do At Night?
taking off your sacred robes
hang them up where no one knows
black and white, testify
let’s talk about the way we lie
you see us at their best and worst
delivering the holy ghost
confession, ancient lessons
let’s talk about the way we love
a glass of red
civilian clothes
Coltrane or dirty soul?
I want to know
what do you do at night?
living in a world of rules
is it comfort or is it cruel?
inhibition, submission
let’s talk about some other thing
under cross and under key
fear is the thing we feed
let it go, what do you know
let’s talk the nature of the show
a glass of red
civilian clothes
Psychodots or dirty soul?
I want to know
what do you do at night?
I know this old world is full of hurt
from dust to dust, we never leave the dirt
heal us now, make us proud
let’s talk about the holy sound
a glass of red
civilian clothes
Chrissie Hynde or dirty soul?
I want to know
what do you do at night?
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9. |
Already Gone
04:24
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Already Gone
yeah, I'm ready to check out of this place
find a new road like it was yesterday
give my regards to the folks at 12th and Main
where the bartender's loss is Lucinda's gain
I’m already gone
I'm gonna call St. Peter and the devil myself
can't trust nobody, so it's just as well
start the bidding high at three days of rain
you can thank me for washing your sins away
I’m already gone
when I was young, it was so beautiful
when I was young, it was so beautiful
we took Chicago by the hook
and we ran the streets like our name
was Al Capone
So goodnight my friends, have a drink for me
my soul is bleeding and I'm dying to be free
going to catch up with my old friends
from the Silver Dollar Cafe
maybe they will know how we ended up this way
I’m already gone
when I was young, it was so beautiful
when I was young, it was so beautiful
we took Chicago by the hook
and we ran the streets like our name
was Al Capone
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10. |
$44.23
06:42
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$44.23
Maybe a bus trip to Milwaukee
find an all-night blues club
drink one many longnecks
and sleep down at the Y
rent a car and just go driving
I’ll ride the night in style
go past the girls on the main drag
with the Rolling Stones up loud
I’ve got forty-four dollars and twenty-three cents
gambling boats just across the state line
though the boat never leaves the shore
free drinks at the blackjack table
try to turn it into more
check into a $30 motel
next to the interstate
down a pizza with the cheapest
whiskey you can take
long as I remember
I had more feelings than I had plans
long as I remember
I’ve got better stories like the one
in Ashland when I sent myself to hell
the first one down makes you sleepy
like your sleep it never could
the next one shuts your heart and lungs down
it’ll shut ‘em down for good
it’s what it costs to kill a man
in the state of Ohio
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