1. |
Coming Home
02:14
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If I wasn't so persistent
I would lock myself away
I would gaze into the distance
Thinking I'll get to you someday
But that day is today
And The place is here
And all my dead friends in my memory are taking to the wheel
To drive me home.
You can say that I'm delusional
You can say I'm just a kid
You can say it's irrefutable
But I wouldn't care one bit.
I've seen visions of the place my fate is calling me to be
And all my friends will sing together now in perfect harmony
We're coming home.
It isn't always easy
And it isn't always fun
But this life we live is all we got
So sing now everyone.
If I wanted you to know me
I would tell you who I am
But now that's not important
Now my name it isn't Sam.
You have lifted up the veil and underneath it is a mirror
My face is your reflection
Now you're seeing so much clearer
Welcome home.
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2. |
My Favorite Thing
05:27
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You danced across my cluttered dorm room
Just like a ballerina in the rain
Rosaline and Romeo would be so ashamed of us
But we're here
And it's now
And it's way too late to start to figure this whole situation out
And I know
If you know
The best of me relies upon the fact that you are you
Cuz you are
My favorite thing
It's honestly astounding how you know just what I think I'm gonna say
My favorite thing
If I could make the rules I'd start anew and live life like this each and every day.
At 3am we woke the neighbors
And then at 4 we fell asleep
At 5am I woke you up just to try to make you see
That we're here
And it's now
And my heart is like a cannonball careening through the clouds
And I know
If you knew
A year ago I never would of dreamed that I'd meet you
Cuz you are
My favorite thing
It's honestly astounding how the world just starts to sing and slip away
My favorite thing
If I could make the rules id start anew and live life like this each and every day.
What's that in your arms
Oh it's me
You're all I want
Or so it seems.
Don't cry and say one day I'll leave you
Or that all love is known to fade
All that matters is for now we'll be okay
Cuz we're here
And it's now
Don't say I love you quietly bring that whisper to a shout
Cuz I know
If you knew
I swear to god there's something so damn beautiful in you
And you are
My favorite thing
I never used to believe in this little thing that you and I call fate
It's my favorite thing
If I could make the rules I'd start anew and live life like this each and every day.
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3. |
The Martyr Told Me
02:30
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The martyr told me to open up
My mouth and drink out of his cup
But he was caught inside hand cuffs
And I already had enough of
All those ancient things
The haunted, frightened thieves and kings
In the middle of everything is you.
The bugle player's words were twisted
The mother's daughters all were gifted and
You thought the world was wicked wicked
When he made his first incision
Your face was salmon pink
But from this cup we all must drink
All I ever think about is you.
Inside the cracked hands of an archer
There's an arrow
Long and narrow.
Would you believe I slept last night
Inside my blankets wrapped up tight
With crickets singing songs outside
And all my memories flying by, but
Is it not enough
That I was made out of stardust
I swear one day I'll wake up next to you.
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4. |
A Town Called Earth
04:00
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Church bells were ringing
The whole world was spinning
A carnival ride on the Fourth of July
Hands wrapped in mittens
Rainbows and ribbons
Snow in my pocket and God on our side
When we danced in the parking lot all afternoon
You sang at the stars while I smiled at the moon
And I've never met someone the least bit like you
In this town called Earth.
Pictures of poppies
Notes stained with coffee
Buried beneath the discrete wheels of time
Hearts drawn with vigor
And headaches from liquor
Rips in the bed where our legs intertwined
You cried in the kitchen when we said we were through
I tried not to let on that I was scared too
I still haven't met anyone quite like you
In this town called Earth.
And the trumpets sang
Dadadada ...
Gray misty morning
The sirens come soaring
I wake up alone I suppose I'm alright
Strolling down Broadway
Where milkmen and mermaids
Elope with the hope that their hearts will survive
I put on my poncho and face the monsoon
My head in my hat and me feet in my shoes
I know I'll find someone though she may not be you
In this town called Earth.
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It was a moment in the past
I woke you up and tapped on the glass
Life was a sea
You were my raft
Is this a momentary lapse of love?
I tried my best to make you laugh
You were protecting all my cracks
What will it take to make it back
Is this a momentary lapse of love?
But if you don't believe in me
Then I don't believe in you
And the world seems so old
But I feel so new.
It's safe to say we had a blast
But still I cannot help but ask
Will this isolation last
Or is it a momentary lapse of love?
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6. |
Christmas Eve, 1992
03:05
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Cherry blossom
Christmas eve in 1992
Children whisper on TV
While I sing out of tune
O night
O holy night
O night divine
I might not feel alright
But I think I'll be just fine.
Kitten sleeping on my lap
Wrapped up in warmth from flames
Her health these days is bad
But she's purring all the same
O night
O holy night
O night divine
I might not feel alright
But I think I'll be just fine.
Annie's baking cookies in the kitchen
The sound of plows are creeping down the street
You can hear the slumbering snowfall if you listen
In this town where rabbits run around your feet
Mom and Dad are calling in from Houston
To ask me how I'm feeling out in space
When Annie says hello she's so damn charming
I love the smile that rolls across her face
In this consecrated place.
Polaroids of pants-less nights
Are hanging on the wall
If not for you
I think I'd be nowhere at all
O night
O holy night
O night divine
I might not feel alright
But I think I'll be just fine.
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7. |
Off My Mind
04:14
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Just another night
Just another crowded room
With people I don't mind
Their faces blur after a while
Maybe it's the color of the moonlit trees
Glowing like a gun that's just been fired
Maybe it's the way the wind is howling through the sky
But i can't
Seem to get you off my mind
Waiting for a taxi
A girl stands in the rain
Sitting in the backseat
I hear all about her escapades
Her eyes are made of plastic
She's Ophelia in the flesh
Her missionary mouth now starts to smile
But even as her lips are waxing and waning in the night
I can't
Seem to get you off my mind
In the swarming hall I thought I saw you
But all I saw was mad pursuit
In garlands dressed
Which is second to best
Somewhere in the the streets
I hear the song of you
Never canst thou kiss nor trees be bare no nothing's new
Every single word is feeding life into flame
Forever young
Forever stuck in time
But something still is missing in these fragile, fleeting rhymes
Cuz I can't
Seem to get you off my mind
No matter how hard I try
Thou bride of silence and slow time
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8. |
The Song
04:21
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They watched the rain roll across their windowpane
The evening sky was filled with smoke
'Twas then that in the perfect language of a saint
She turned to him and thus she finally spoke:
Can you hear me?
Can you feel me?
Are my words as real to you
As the beauty of a new and glorious dawn?
Speak and your voice shall be the song.
For all the generations tossed into the sea
For all who were not born for death
For all the long forgotten emperors and clowns
Who sang this song with each eternal breath
Can you hear me?
Can you feel me?
Are my words as real to you
As the nightingale that soon will turn to a swan?
Speak and your voice shall be the song.
And Agamemnon's dead so Electra lives inside a burning tower
And Desdemona's dread was awakened when her lover brought her flowers.
But even midnight's child must answer to the sun
And even we must fade away
But as we dance across the tightrope of our love
I will not hesitate to say
I can hear you
I can feel you
Your words are real to me
As real as anything I see
But when I'm gone
Speak and your voice shall be the song.
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9. |
The Truth
03:16
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Bring your candle and light my chandelier
You look just like Madonna and sound just like Shakespeare
With lace wrapped round your shoulder blades and diamonds on your ears
It's almost like we're living
In a sprawling marble building
There are comets in the ceiling
And all of us are feeling
Like we're royalty
Cuz now we see
The truth.
Gold-trimmed tables and lions made of jade
On your windowsill where sonny Rollins played
Then Chaucer brings his chariot and takes us all away
It's almost like we're living
And we're falling as we're singing
But our hearts for once aren't bleeding
So all of us are feeling
Like we're royalty
Cuz now we see
The truth.
There's rust behind this golden sheen
Although it seems immaculately clean
It's breaking down this beautiful machine
Too bad that none of us can see.
Unheard melodies soft pipes play on play on
Sing more songs of happy love thou bride of maddening dawns
When cities tumble to the see your beauty lingers on
It's almost like we're living
so we keep our fingers flitting
On the fate that's so appealing
And all of us are feeling
like we're royalty
Cuz now we see
The truth.
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10. |
Coming Back
04:52
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Where have you gone
Before this uneventful dawn?
I've walked with tongueless travelers on a hundred empty roads
I've trudged into a mirrored room through miles of falling snow
I've talked about transcendence in a dusty wooden tomb
I've carried on my back about a dozen weeping wounds
I've picked the flowers from the trees and placed them in my mouth
I've called to all the autumn leaves while dressed up as a clown
I've slept in freight trains goin' west while dreaming of the fall
I've ran through crowds and carnivals to summer's slumbering sprawl
Now I'm coming back to you
Not a moment too soon.
Who have you been
Before the winter's fitful end?
I've been a hunchbacked troubadour lonely but not alone
I've called myself the cavalry and fought the endless storm
I've been a hungry hunter who has killed before he maimed
I've been abroad since who knows when but I still don't know my name
I've sat on thrones with robes and crowns and called myself a king
I've been a homeless baronet who never learned to sing
Now I'm coming back to you
Not a moment too soon
What did you say
Before you met me in the rain?
I told myself to tangle up my memories with a bow
I've whispered to the stagehand can you help me find the show
I spoke with cordial businessmen they told me just you wait
I mumbled underneath my breath is this really the place
I asked my friend to show his so he peeled away his mask
I mentioned that I knew your name and waited for the laugh
I've uttered holy scriptures through the window of my mind
I've talked to noble artists who couldn't tell a lie
Now I'm coming back to you
Not a moment too soon.
What did you lose
Before the burning of the moon?
I parted with my camera lens and lived life through my eyes
I drank away my coffee cup in stunning record time
I gave away my guns and knives to Salvation Army homes
I lost the muscles on my limbs now I'm left with only bones
I squandered all my savings on a dream that won't come true
I forgot about the past, but there's one thing I can do
I'm coming back to you
Not a moment too soon.
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