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_______.
03:30
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They say it burns in the end,
So I held on to what you said,
In my dreams, in my heart,
I kept it tucked under my bed.
In the days of my youth,
I cringed at all they said of you,
They pinched my arms they hit my chest,
Said some words I could not rest,
Not at all, not even once,
I died to see what would come of us.
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Ashes, Ashes
04:47
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I chased you all the way back down the west coast,
Thought I caught you in Ventura, where I believed the most,
Now I'm kicking rocks, all the way back down my hill,
They say leaving is easy, but I never will.
I chased you all the way back up the west coast,
Thought I caught you on Pacific, where I believed the most,
Not I'm kicking rocks all the way back down my hill,
And they say leaving is easy, but I never will.
Oh my joy, won't you come here and find me,
Cheated you tough, replaced you with anything I could,
And oh my joy, won't you come here and search me,
Traded you cheap, replaced you with anyone who would.
I've seen a lot of ghosts, and some do a good job,
But faking is easy, it's all found in the fog,
I never said I didn't want you, I just made it look that way,
Trading gold for shit, I could never understand.
Oh my joy, won't you come here and find me,
Cheated you tough, replaced you with anything I could,
And oh my joy, won't you come here and search me,
Traded you cheap, replaced you with anyone who would.
It all fades, it all fades, it quickly fades away,
Nothing gold, nothing gold, no nothing gold can stay.
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Preservation
03:46
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I was first in line for losing what I had,
But that's not how it works, from what I understand,
If i'm still kicking, than don't count my soul as damned,
I was a growing boy, but now I'm a shrinking man.
My sister she don't talk much anymore,
Her bottles broke before they hit the floor,
If i'm still kicking, than don't count my soul as damned,
I was a growing boy, but now I'm a shrinking man.
I don't deserve much,
Cause I don't preserve much,
I don't deserve much,
Cause I don't preserve much.
When I'm here I always watch the door,
I've got all I need, but still my bones want more,
If i'm still kicking, than don't count my soul as damned,
I was a growing boy, but now I'm a shrinking man.
I don't deserve much,
Cause I don't preserve much,
I don't deserve much,
Cause I don't preserve much.
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4. |
Bet My Hat
03:48
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I tried to drink away everything that hurt, but it did not work.
I tried to sleep away all that makes me ill, but i'm throwing up still.
And I thought I had it made, when I fount those Catholic steps.
I would have bet my hat, that I was at my best.
But I could not size up, to the hair that's on my head.
I'm not owed a thing.
I tried to make amends with all my filthy sins, but I could not win.
I tried to build a wall and keep me locked inside, but I could not hide.
And I thought I had it made, when I fount those Catholic steps.
I would have bet my hat, that I was at my best.
But I could not size up, to the hair that's on my head.
I'm not owed a thing.
I'm not sad anymore.
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Come thou fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy praise,
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
sung my flaming tongues above.
Here's my heart Lord, take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
I took a chance today, to give myself away,
It took three years today, to say i'm not okay.
But oh to grace, what a debtor,
Daily i'm constrained to be,
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love,
Heres my heart Lord, take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
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6. |
Natives
02:44
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When I woke I was outside,
When you woke you were outside,
When we woke we were outside.
When I came I came for one,
When you came you came for one,
When we came we came for one.
Natives they came in red,
Not afraid of what I said,
Natives they came in blue,
Not afraid of what I could do.
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7. |
Tents
05:03
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Everything I have, is bringing me down,
It's making me shake,
Everybody says, i'm staying pretty young,
But i'm not feeling that way.
Naked I come,
Naked I go,
Souls fill up these suits,
So strip me down and take me home.
Body's breaking down,
Quicker than the ships, wrecked on Your shores,
The poor men that I know,
Are giving it away, while the fools look for more.
Naked I come,
Naked I go,
Souls fill up these suits,
So strip me down and take me home.
Tents fade, and all we have is swept away,
Tents fade, and all we've made is washed away,
Tents fads, and all we've built it falls away,
Tents fade, and all we've got is thrown away,
Tents fade, and all we have is swept away,
Tents fade, and all we have is swept away.
Tents fade, and all we have is swept away,
Tents fade, and all our money burns away.
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