1. |
On My Way
04:32
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The time has come, I've been here way too long
The bartenders all know my face and they all know my song
I fell I'm far behind, There's so much road to find
So much breeze to feel, all this ego to refine
(CHORUS)
And I think of what of what I'll miss
But absence allow us to reminisce
And you can bet that I'll be back someday
I'll float from coast to coast
People and trees and the holy ghost
I won't speak until I know what to say
And I'm on my way
Pen in hand I will trudge across the nation
With my thrift store education and a big ol' crooked smile
I long to be in a forest of ecstasy
I'll follow the river til I find the sea, Silent in my awe
CHORUS
Can you feel it, blowing through our minds?
The winds of change are on us
and it's peeling back the rind
Babe, don't cry, our love is not a waste
Don't regret a single word, sight, sound, or taste
CHORUS
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2. |
Personal Hygiene
03:37
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3. |
Don't Leave Me Behind
05:11
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I live underneath a bottle
I only come out to choke down pills
Counting the days lost to a chemical haze
Wondering why the world won't sit still
I think I used to love to talk to strangers
I think I used to love to play and sing
I think I believed in a higher state of being
But love is meant for humans, not for me
(CHORUS)
Ooh, ooh, is this why heart beating along?
Ooh, ooh, shall I try for one more song?
Please forgive me all my wasted time
And I hope you pray I regain my mind
Reach out for me, don't you leave me behind
Call out for me, don't leave me behind
Did I sail too far into uncharted waters?
Or did I fly too close to the sun?
Or did I fall before I'd ever tried at all,
another forgotten favorite song
Here's to the wounds I can show you
A toast to the hurt you can plainly see
A drink in vain to the pain that can't be explained
And the long stretch of road in front of me
CHORUS
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4. |
Waiting for the Sun
03:55
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Sky is falling, walls are closing in
Won't get off my own case again
Hey old boy, shouldn't you be further along?
I been kneeling on bloody knees
Praying for my masterpiece
I tell myself I'm ready, then I tell myself I'm wrong
Inspiration is hard to grab
An original thought is hard to have
I've always been my own worst critic
Never get there, never win it
I could build a castle, I'm just waiting for the sun to shine
Doubts and fears, ties that bind
Spend half my life on the first two lines
Waiting for the story only I can tell
Big open highway, that's what I am
I create my own traffic jam
If I could get out the way this song would write itself
Empty piece of paper is a frightening thing
Don't make me feel, just let me sing
The air is hazy, the sky is grey
Art is chasing what you drink away
I could build a castle I'm just waiting for a rainy day
Inspiration is hard to grab
An original thought is hard to have
I've always been my own worst critic
Never get there, never win it
I could build a castle, I'm just waiting for the sun to shine
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The roads are stumbling down the sidewalks
Blurry faces float the block
The streetlights are all dancing
It makes it hard to walk
What sort of place am I in?
The trees have become the wind
I hear a trumpet, I think it's from the frogs
And the moon is howling like a dog
Behind a whiskey fog
(CHORUS)
The cold bottle longs for a warm touch
Clearly this town drinks,
Clearly this town drinks,
Clearly this town drinks too much
There's a circle but no square
I swear it was just there
A bar waves me over and buys another round
The bottles spin on their shelves
The tabs have all paid themselves
The lights go out and send me homeward bound
My house leans but it's still there,
My bed floats in mid-air
I lie and say a prayer I'll make it through
And then I dream of me and you
Sharing a whiskey stew
CHORUSX2
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6. |
Ticking Clock
04:31
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Sun comes up on another day
Too much to do, nothing new to say
Who's got time for that?
Stumble out of bed, I'm not sure how
I thought I'd have made it through hell by now
Who's got time for that?
Wasn't yesterday just here?
Am I really this age or did we skip some years?
Who's got time for that?
(CHORUS)
Oh, oh, you can't slow it down at all
Not with prayers or magic
Drugs or alcohol
Whoa, oh, oh,
Kingdoms are born and dissolve
Watching the ticking clock on the wall
See a fly buzzing around my sink
Can't complain he'll be dead in a week
Who's got time for that?
I work my job, I seek the truth
I glimpse the now, I mourn my youth
Who's got time for that?
I think of the stars, their light so strong
To be so large and live so long
Who's got time for that?
CHORUS X 2
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7. |
Mountain Man
03:40
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Stuck in morning traffic on the way to a job I hate
Wondering how we've come this far
and what will be our fate
I've been worried the air's too dirty
One day we'll just choke and die
Seems as more time goes by a tree's getting hard to find
(CHORUS)
I'm gonna walk beyond the city lights
Where few still dare to go
Learn things about beauty only a fading iris knows
Goodbye to my favorite parking lot,
I'm leaving as quick as I can
I'm gonna disappear and grow my beard
And be a mountain man
I've gotta stop reading the papers
And staying up watching TV
There's chatter in my brain
And commercials in my dreams
This place was once a forest from sea to shining sea
Now I'm tired of all this concrete,
need some earth beneath my feet
CHORUS
Well, I'm leaving behind my cell phone
so they can't track me down
Can't tell anyone where I'm going
since I don't know where I'm bound
I hope you won't be offended
but you're not part of my plan
Just know that I will be where I can see the starts again
CHORUS X 2
Gonna grow a big, weird, nasty beard
and be a mountain man
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8. |
Possum King
05:03
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9. |
Better On Me
05:05
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Well, hello there lady
You've been giving me that look
since I walked in this place
Guess you've never seen someone
of quite my shape and grace
My, what are the chances
we'd be wearing the same damn thing
I love how these frills make me feel
like a beauty queen
(CHORUS)
I can't help but laugh at your stares of disbelief
All you're wearing well tonight is your jealousy
That this sexy ass dress
Looks better on me
Well I see you shaved your legs
I let mine simply grow free
So I can prance around town
And let it all just sway in the breeze
And, oh that lipstick
Y'know it's really not your color, hon
But, hey, I do know a guy
if you decide you really wanna stun
CHORUS
Ooh I'm a fine, I'm a fine, I'm a fine
woman of a man
Ooh, I'm a fine, I'm a fine, I'm a fine
woman of a man
CHORUS
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10. |
River of Song
03:07
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