1. |
It's Me
04:10
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Nurses Firemen Astronauts
What we wished for what we got
Where we’ve been somewhere between
What we need and what we dream to be
Children hiding from the change
Whole world ripens life goes strange
Sun grows cold the shadows freeze
Elbow scrapes and cut up knees don’t heal
Muscle grows around the heart
We grow alone and drift apart
We trade our dreams for borrowed things
But somewhere deep a child still sings it’s me
In deepest dreams I can’t retrieve
I live the life that I believe
See my friends as they wished to be
Then wake without a memory
Can you see my ship from here
Raising in the atmosphere
I brought a couple friends to play
No way to say how long we’ll stay
Nurses firemen astronauts
What we wished for what we got
Where we’ve been somewhere between
What we need and what we dream to be
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2. |
Things Got Lost
04:42
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Stayed up all night until the dawn
Slipped away in the rays of the rising sun
Heard the screams of machines
And the songs of birds
And the spaces between best left unheard
Stayed up all night watching flowers grow
Then I closed my eyes
Things were good things got bad
I lost myself but its all that I had
Things were bad things got worse
I wasn’t the last I won’t be the first
Things caught fire and went up in smoke
I lost myself in the foreign joke
Things fell down things got lost
Things got lost
I slept all day and into night
Then arose in a daze to the new moon’s light
On hands and knees I got lost in the dark
Till I found my feet in the street by the park
From behind my lids I could feel a light
I opened up my eyes
Things were good things got bad
I lost myself but its all that I had
Things were bad things got worse
I wasn’t the last I won’t be the first
Things caught fire and went up in smoke
I lost myself in the foreign joke
Things fell down things got lost
Things got lost
Stayed up all night until the dawn
Slipped away in the rays of the rising sun
Heard the screams of machines
And the songs of birds
And the spaces between best left unheard
Stayed up all night watching flowers grow
Then I closed my eyes
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3. |
To Be Sad
05:25
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So many beautiful things that I couldn’t leave behind
Turned from loves to weights and shackles in my mind
So I walked the nights alone along the wire
Left behind by the birds who could fly
Time after time I would balance on the line
And watch the skies for angels taking flight
I listened to the stillness for the signs
Of the music of the creatures of the night
All I want is to be sad
And free the feeling I once had
Better feeling broken bruised and small
Than never feeling anything at all
So far away I forgot my name
They found me shaking naked in the rain
They said that I that I was insane
Gave me some pills and had me put away
Left in a bed to lay with no hope for escape
Ceiling grating dripping kept me blessedly awake
Still I could hear it just beyond my sight
Shadows of the music of the creatures of the night
All I want is to be sad
And free the feeling I once had
Better feeling broken bruised and small
Than never feeling anything at all
Now from this hole I try to fly
I try to fly but they clipped my wings
The angels left me long ago alone
Far away in search of brighter things
Now the hollow years remain
As unfamiliar stains
The sadless haze now fades
And I can finally feel the pain
Released into the light
I hide my secret from all sight
The memories of the music
Of the creatures of the night
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4. |
Birds
03:50
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I want to tell you of things that I can understand
But I can’t think of a thing to say
I want you to know that
Everything works out as planned
But in that moment everything goes away
Sometimes I think that I am talking in my sleep
Sometimes I’m almost sure I’m talking wide awake
Sometimes I let go of all the things I think I know
Sometimes I exchange what I cannot give for what I take
I saved these words from a song
That I will never sing
But only the ones I never said
I cry about the truth
And sometimes laugh when I’m lying
I hear voices and see visions
But only in my head
Sometimes I think that I am talking in my sleep
Sometimes I’m almost sure I’m talking wide awake
Sometimes I let go of all the things I think I know
Sometimes I exchange what I cannot give for what I take
I want to tell you how it feels to be living
But I’ll never find the perfect words
So I hide all those feelings
In the sounds I am singing
Like the languages of birds
Sometimes I think that I am talking in my sleep
Sometimes I’m almost sure I’m talking wide awake
Sometimes I let go of all the things I think I know
Sometimes I exchange what I cannot give for what I take
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I had a dream about heaven
And everybody got to come
All my friends were at the party
Sometimes more than once
Someone dimmed the lights and
Put the record player on
It was that Butthole Surfers song
From when I was young
About how he didn’t mind the sun...sometimes
And I don’t care if you don’t mind the sun
I don’t mind if you love the rain
There was something missing in my heart
And now its gone
But I don’t want to understand the pain
I live in two places in my mind and in my head
One is trying to put it all together
The other one is just pretending to be dead
Heaven must lie somewhere between them
But I’ve lost the heart to stop the train
I tried to tell the conductor
But he couldn’t hear a word I said now
And what I said was…
I don’t care if you don’t mind the sun
I don’t mind if you love the rain
There was something missing in my heart
And now its gone
But I don’t want to understand the pain
The D.J. said my dream was almost over
And if I had any last requests
I said can you put my two worlds together
He told me if he did that there’d be nothing left
He asked me if id like to remember
I asked him if its really like this to be dead
He said its time to get in line for the big picture
A flash of light and the Surfers song
Played in my head
Back in my bed now
And I don’t care if you don’t mind the sun
I don’t mind if you love the rain
There was something missing in my heart
And now its gone
But I don’t want to understand the pain… sometimes
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6. |
The Devil I Know
03:56
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The devil I know calls me up on the phone
And asks me if its sad to be alone
The angels upstairs have the radio too loud
I’d ask them to turn it down but I’m to proud
And the landlord wants rent
But its already been spent
So he took all the locks off my doors
And my neighbors cannot speak
Where’s that earth promised the meek
Its outside down two flights and two floors
And I have to believe what I want to believe
Or all of my dreams will come true
And I try hard to lie
About the bed that I’ve made
‘Cause the worst that I can do is to come to
The devil I know does his laundry at night
Cause he’s shy and just a little uptight
The angels I know
Live up on the third floor
And there’s no way to get up there anymore
And the landlord in the sky
Claps his hands while he cries
‘cause sadness is beautiful too
All my neighbors moved away
I don’t know what I can say
And there’s only one thing left I can do
And I have to believe what I want to believe
Or all of my dreams will come true
And I try hard to lie
About the bed that I’ve made
‘Cause the worst that I can do is to come to
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7. |
Faded
02:54
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I’m far too gone to stay away
And far too tired to sleep
My hands are still my feelings shake
My heart is slow and weak
My shoes are worn right through the heel
My shirts all faded black
Don’t own a car just ten guitars
And headphones for a stack
And I can’t regret what I can’t forget
I have nowhere left to hide
And I can’t let go of the pain I know
By name as it grows inside
Sometimes I can’t escape my dreams
Sometimes I’m up all night
Sometimes I leave the lights on and
Sometimes in dark I hide
I gave you once if you recall
The secret name of God
I’ll never live to read it all
Never stand the pain so long
And I can’t regret what I can’t forget
I have nowhere left to hide
And I can’t let go of the pain I know
By name as it grows inside
Some people live to catch on fire
Some die to be alone
Some stars burn out and fade away
Some stars are made of stone
And you know me or do you love
I burn until I’m numb
A stone reflecting starlight looks
Just like a star to some
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8. |
The Dark is Rising
04:25
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The day recalls the night
Say I love you and goodbye
They only touch each other twice
I lost the shape of your voice
How it felt inside
Like something beautiful had died
When love oh when
Are you going to let me in
For the air out here grows thin
And the dark is rising
Why love oh why
Do I always make you cry
When I ask you’ve no reply
And the dark is rising
We trade our hows for whys
Empty truth and loving lies
They only touch each other twice
They say that loves a lie
But I can’t tell from the outside
Touch me once before we die
When love oh when
Are you going to let me in
For the air out here grows thin
And the dark is rising
Why love oh why
Do I always make you cry
When I ask you’ve no reply
And the dark is rising
How girl oh how
Could you ever love me now
As the starlight circles round
The event horizon
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9. |
It's Only Human
04:56
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I live in the dark
Where I hear every sound
I live all alone
With everyone around
I live in the night
I’ve never seen my face
I hide from the light
In the blackest of space
Please ask me to stay here
Please ask me to go
No one else can really see me
You’re the only soul I know
All the hungry people want me
And they won’t leave me alone
It’s only human to be hungry
But it eats me to the bone
I’m drowning in the dark
I’m sinking like a stone
I’ve loved all I have lost
And I’ve lost all I have known
I die when I dream
I cry when you smile
Please stay here with me if just for awhile
Please ask me to stay here
Please ask me to go
No one else can really see me
You’re the only soul I know
All the hungry people want me
And they won’t leave me alone
It’s only human to be hungry
But it eats me to the bone
The wind is all around me now
There’s no place left to go
The rain is cool upon my face
A face I’ll never know
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10. |
Dream of The End
03:12
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Andrew Mura Farmington, Maine
Born in the woods, moved to the city, saw the world, then moved to a city in the woods.
(bottom 11 albums are Instrumental)
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