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Summon Your Dead
04:01
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Red dawn, brother cannot be warned
Wind so strong you' lose your kite
So long, take me where you want darlin'
I won't ever mind
Last night sleeping with my shoes on
Woke up in some Juarez ditch
Can't recall the going or where I've gone
Or what I'm waiting on to summon your dead with
Head down, riding in her mother's car
Slow along the Avenue
Neighbour girl waiting on them tables
Employable and blue
Think about jumping off them cliff stones
Wonder if you'll be sorely missed?
Think about why the going's so long
And what it takes to call and summon your dead with
Hold me tighter, river is wider
Hold me a little tighter, river is wider
All summer long all these sad songs
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo....
Thought that you were on my level
Then your sawed into the sun
Thought that I was someone to rely on
Well I'm my father's son
Once upon a technicolor Christmas morn'
I unlocked the perfect gift
So cool could even lull the lonesome
Searching for the chords to summon your dead with
Hold me tighter, river is wider
Hold me a little tighter, river is wider
Alright, now
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2. |
Hangwire
02:32
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I was your first love, you were my last
Come on baby, we couldn't last
Hangwire, hangwire
Power's deception, a moments view
Terra firma slipping from you
Hangwire, hangwire
I was uneven
You were like Steven
I was not even
These shoulders lean on
Hangwire
I was your first love, you were my last
Come on, baby, we had some laughs
Hangwire, hangwire
I was not even
You were like Steven
I was uneven
These shoulders lean on
Hangwire
Hangwire
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3. |
Ellie's Bones
04:09
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Some skinny girls they don't like meat
Some care a lot for birds and trees
I'm just a beggar and a thief
I'll take what you got if it comes for free
Ellie don't like boys who take their own
She's got the lightest feeling in her bones
Wrap your hands around, they'll cut you though
She's got a cause, she's in the wars
Ellie's bones
I know a lot of men just like me
Stuck with what they got, attuned to what they need
They count their idle time by hand
And from hand to mouth do the best they can
But Ellie don't like boys who take their own
She's got the lightest feeling in her bones
Wrap your hands around, they'll cut you though
She's got a cause, she's in the wars
Ellie's bones
But you don't know what you got when you're under it
No, you can't say what you got until it's got ya
Under its spell
I see them bodies in the fields
Trapped beneath her silence, her liberty
But I've still got my hands and feet
I scratch and crawl through your smithereens
But Ellie don't like boys who remain whole
She'll take the lightest feeling out of your soul
Wrap your hands around the victory poll
She's got a cause, she's in the wars
Ellie's bones
She's got a cause (Ellie's bones)
She's in the wars (Ellie's bones)
She's got a cause
Ellie's bones
Ellie's bones
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4. |
Fear of Flying
03:16
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Whatever goes up must always come down
You can take it belly up or just as easy go face down
Can hit you sideways with a rumblin' force
Can turn your lights out as a matter of course
Fear of flying, ain't nothin' there to catch me
Fear of flying, taken with gravity
No use in crying, no use in lying
This death defying fear of flying
In less than an hour I'm gonna be late
My baby will be waitin' there, down at the arrival gate
Tell her she'll be waitin' indefinetly
Cos at the gates of departure is where I will be
Fear of flying, ain't nothin' there to catch me
Fear of flying, taken with gravity
No use in crying, no use in lying
This death defying fear of flying
Taking a trip above me, takin' me high
Taking a trip above me, taking a dive!
The sky's a cistern and I it's spit
The clouds are magicians and I'm the disappearing trick
From here the water,baby, don't look right
Take it from me cousin, shelve your plans for flight
Fear of flying, ain't nothin' there to catch me
Fear of flying, taken with gravity
No use in crying, no use in lying
This death defying fear of flying
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5. |
Days of Simplicity
03:23
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She know's everything, alone in a room
Where time does not exist
With no watch upon her wrist
She floats, a ray of the sun
Drifting to the air
Smiling for the dawn
Ooh, I remember days you were here with me
Who can remember days of simplicity when I was with you?
She knows nothing, no care in the world
Sifting through the end, adrift in the catacombs
She moves, oh she moves me
Like a fourth wall in her denouement scene
Ooh, I remember days you were here with me
Who can remember days of simplicity when I was with you?
She wrote it down, she wrote it down
The last words she found, the last words she found
She wrote it down, she wrote it down
The last words she found, the last words she found
She wrote it down, she wrote it down
Ooh, I remember days you were here with me
Who can remember days of simplicity when I was with you?
She wrote it down (x4)
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10 & 2
03:41
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Sun hits my dashboard, so far I've travelled
My love asleep beside me
World outside's stirring, headlight they're burning
Fingers that grip into the wheel
10 & 2, your soft voice is calling and your trust is true
10 & 2, my arms that reach out to you
My life's been stalling, lost in false callings
Moving me along and back to the rear
Tighter and tighter, as night gets lighter
I'll be holding on to whatever's real
10 & 2, your soft voice is calling and your trust is true
10 & 2, my arms that reach out to you
Life is short so you grab me by the curling whiskers
Wait is long, wrap your hand around my finger
My love's still sleeping, quietly breathing
Where do you go and what do you dream?
If it rains on my drive, I'll strive and i'll survive
One day we'll be gone, a newborn will steer
10 & 2, your soft voice is calling and your trust is true
10 & 2, my arms that reach out to you
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