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Tempest in my way
Trotted up to say
May you go with the greats
and hold out for decay.
Got put through the rout
And spoke like I had gout
Fridged on the earth
Hold onto the earth
Standing on earth
Tempered in my way
Tempered and watered
Tempered and watered
Tempered and watered
Tempered and watered
She looked at me sideways
She had to study Monet
Pressured by her parents
Desperate to horde the carrots
Stomping up and stomping down
Holding breath until she’s blue
Spoiled brat with a Siamese cat
Gonna tell on you
Tempered and watered
Tempered and watered
Tempered and watered
Tempered and watered
If you want to
If you want to
Tempered and watered
Every night were holding court
Holding court
Holding court
Holding court
Tempered and watered
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Crimson Sunset Matters
04:36
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Needed to roundup
Corralling the sheep
Bet it on a lie
That you never could keep
Business in the way
That you held your day
Crimson sunset matters
When you break.
Gentle Ben would run around
Crying tears for the caves he found
Been in lumber lost in town
Jealous tourists dumbfound
Little boy claimed he owned a knife
Making him dangerous with his life
Fire alarms were set at noon
Making us stare back at you
No I don’t want another try(4)
No I’m not like you
You feather weight
But I ‘ve been to school
Guarded by gates
Teflon in the sense
That you know your match
Looking for that itch that you never can scratch.
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Hold my touch
Weigh my gleam
Founders weep
At the lack of spleen
Gentle laugh
Beneath the sea
Drown the air
deep within me
Craving an ear
Retelling the dream
Laying out the tracks-of gold
Broken fences weathered-and old
Tire swings frozen- stuck in the snow
Wind blows through the cracks of their bones
Ride the Crow’s black eye
Ride the Crow’s black eye
Rode the paling sun
Paler than the moon- in the dawn
Explosions of fire growing higher
Spoon fed by the liar
Tragedies wait for the bastards who chafe
Hanging from the wire
Dark Dark Eyes
Ride the Crow’s black eye
Ride the Crow’s black eye
Laying out the tracks-of gold
Broken fences weathered-and old
Tire swings frozen- stuck in the snow
Wind blows through the cracks of their bones
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Down in the willow garden where me and my love did meet
There we sat a-courting my love fell off to sleep
I had a bottle of burgundy wine which my true love did not know
And there I poisoned that dear little girl down by the banks below
I drew my saber through her which was a bloody knife
I threw her in the river which was an awful sight
My father often told me that money would set me free
If I would murder that dear little miss whose name was Rose Connelly
Now he sits by his old cabin door a wiping his tear-brimmed eyes
Mourning for his only son out on the scaffold high
My race is run beneath the sun the devil is waiting for me
For I did murder that dear little girl whose name was Rose Connelly
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Wrestling with the Dead
03:29
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I waved my hand at the sun
I said goodbye my son
And teetered on the edge of an elusive dream
Pan’s flute made the head case
Dynamic in all of its needs
Breathing to the beat of repeating banjo
Never know when to delete
But you said you said
You know that you said
That you wrestled with the dead
Came to see that nothing it seems was truly
Meant for me to believe
At the time I wanted to lay down by your side
And to drink from the spirit of ages from a glass full of wine
I walked down
And I roamed through the sages
Truly unbound
And you held my hand
Lightly stepping on the sand
Navigating the channels
changing the channels
We were caught in a fire of bedlam and caught in a trap
I was tossed and searched for the breakers to turn on the map
I should have known you’d leave for dead like an old Sleestak.
Johnny broke and went to tatters that Monday.
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The Girl from Cork
03:01
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They couldn’t wait anymore
The leaves fell down in the fall
He can’t deny that there was something to the way
She made him shuffle in his place
Settled down in his Dublin house
Begged for pounds you know he begged for pounds
And they danced all day into the night and saw bar maids remind them of cross eyed Bailey
Fruitful proposition she asked the imposition
Strolling to Limerick in the cold
Seated on the train was the man who had the eye
Cut her with the whiskey and the rye
So he carried her down buried his cross
Down the steps making one-in-a-million kind of bets
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The Cocktail Hour
02:52
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You better ring in the cocktail hour
You know it’s five o clock somewheres
In between the taxing shuffle
Better get your mind in gear
In the past -you were told- that it was- a pretty big gamble
And the Feds -with their PEDS -had it all- blanketed in shambles
Wait- in the rain with frozen nostrils,
Late, in the rain, trolling trouble
And the space got even larger
Between you and my mind
I had the sense that that last condenser
Had been blown away by time
We had to keep that schedule schedule
That conflicted with the crime
We had to keep that schedule schedule
That conflicted with the crime
Wait- in the rain with frozen nostrils,
In the past -you were told- that it was- a pretty big gamble
And the Feds -with their PEDS -had it all- blanketed in shambles
Wait- in the rain with frozen nostrils,
Late, in the rain, trolling trouble
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Now You Know
05:46
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Playdate
03:30
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Won’t you come and play with me
My friend won’t you play with me
I’ve been so lonely
in this only
Body I have come to
value more than you need -for you and me
timelessly
Dancing in the dark
I held your face up to my hand
We were no longer friends
It came to an end
I held you longer than I say
Hoping not to break away
The friendship lost
At such a cost
Sometimes I think it’s too damn easy
To ghost away the pain
the way we
Estrange today
The way we hang today
The way we communicate
Seems too brief
In a star
It’s the day dream of playing with ray beams
Falls away with the cloud
Dancing all around in my heart
In my heart
Walked up to you with a guilty smile
Hadn’t seen you in such a long while
Swaying there back and forth
Conversation got caught up
In small things like the weather
It was long gone
I bowed to you
Won’t you come and play with me
My friend won’t you play with me
I’ve been so lonely
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Live a Little
02:56
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Have you ever stared at a train
Crossing tracks within the panes
Of windows decorated gold
Waving bye as riders roll
Down the tracks the work was done
Daring friends to be the one
To stand in front until the last
Down the rails
Bound to fail
A round then jail
With time erased
I want to pace myself
Greener pastures they did go
Searching for their pot of gold
Like Caesar’s hatred amassed as one
Stands alone the rising son.
Gentle lesson we consume
Braggarts fall from grace is soon
Way to live a little
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This Fine Day
03:26
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