1. |
Printemps
00:49
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2. |
Beige Stationwagon
04:32
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In a darkened chapel he did pray
he prayed to keep his family safe
he wished he held his son so good
he should've kissed his wife
like only a husband could
And tidal waves were rushing down his face
as he kept praying
don't let them pass away
and he kept saying
just keep breathing
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3. |
Hexenhaus
02:42
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This house, house, this cursed house
was so dark, dark, it scared us out
now we sleep in the trees of our neigbor's yard
In its heart, heart, its frozen heart
where we slept, slept, like abandonded cars
were our dreams and our empty pockets
and the clothes that we wore
Now we wake up
to the ghosts of the families
who once lived there
but don't live there anymore
And they take us
and make us
wear their shoes, climb their stairs
Look in their mirrors
and see all their fears
and realize them as our own
In its heart, heart, its frozen heart
where we slept, slept, like abandonded cars
were our dreams and our empty pockets
and the clothes that we wore
In this house, house, this cursed house
was so dark, dark, it scared us out
now we sleep in the trees of our neigbor's yard
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4. |
Hey Garland
02:13
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5. |
Record Function
04:49
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Your panic driven heartbeat
is a thief in bad clothes
while foghorns blow
knuckle white winners throw
all blankets to the floor
Inside the tables growing cold
the plates as bare and dry as bone
and outside the kitchen
our ears cupped to listen
Who stole that battered dress you wore
they did but they won't dance anymore
and through the door down the hallway
we heard the record start to play
Oh, oh, oh, oh
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6. |
The King's Ashes
05:58
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Robes like curtains flow
dusted red and gold
a face of scowling stone
to crack the crown upon the throne
Hang another sign
on the church door
let all the peasants know
what these modern times are for
Wooden wheels that spin
on a monarch's time
Blue tears fell from the eyes
of all those at the funeral
the crowd all danced on ashes
the crowd all breathed in ash
The laughter cuts a path
through the foggy morning air
and rises high above
the vaulted castle walls
Wooden wheels that spin
on a monarch's time
They all called out for his head
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7. |
Look to the Trees
02:33
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The sky is darkening
and the birds no longer sing
and our house is burning
our house is burning
The fish have left the sea
and the sea is leaving me
so very thirsty
so very thirsty
When the trees go
we go too
When the birds go
we go too
When the trees go
we go too
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8. |
Vorhies
01:35
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9. |
Madisonville, KY
04:31
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The farmer looked up from his work
they to find that the world had stopped
the makers of his wrist watch had done it again
He pulled on his coat
the weather was so cold
his face was now worn and old
his eyes looked to the road
and he was gone
The sound made his eardrums ring
when he heard the voices sing
they sang in a chorus line
they listened and smiled all night
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10. |
Asleep in Leaves
03:32
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Where were you
when the trees started to fall
where were you
when the birds began to call
where were you
at the beginning of it all
Where were you
when the weeds were growing tall
where were you
when our houses were still so small
where were you
in the middle of it all
Where were you
when the trees started to fall
where were you
when the birds began to call
where were you
at the end of it all
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11. |
Esther
02:14
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12. |
As Dry As Bone
05:09
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Fields they have not grown
Plowed, planted and sown
Rain it hasn't come
The grounds as dry as bone
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13. |
Cold Mouse Winter
05:36
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I'll be home tomorrow when the snow is gone
I'll be home to see the sunset
and we'll climb the trees to see the town that we had left
The houses are all lined up like a row of graves
with signs that say beware of this and that
and we'll climb the trees to see the town that we had left
The cold of winter starts to seep into us
the night is painted red and pink and gold
and underneath the floorboards a mouse has died of cold bones
And we are left to drink the water up
and we are left to drink the fire up
and we are left alone
And we are left to see the seasons change
and we are left to sing it all again
and we are left alone
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14. |
Automne
05:13
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