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I see your paper cut
And raise you a lemon in your wound
You should know I've sealed the panic room
And turned the cameras from their view
We're tuning out the go-getters
The give-and-take, the move-and-shake
The rats will carry on their race
And all their effort goes to waste
It doesn't make a difference what they do or say
Nothing's gonna move the needle today
The vultures hanging overhead
Don't give a damn about your clever words
It ain't no sin but it's absurd
And ill-advised to mock a killing bird
So kill the conversation sounds
As if you had something to say
There's a silent world that lies in wait
So shut your mouth and let it have its say
Not a breath of air beneath a sky of gray
And nothing's gonna move the needle today
The comforts of the creature class
Was that your consolation prize?
We found you crying out your eyes
Composed but compromised
Or sucking air and doubled up
Shaky nerves and nervous shake
I think the problem's not the pace
It's just we know too much these days
But the weight of the world's gonna have to wait
'Cause nothing's gonna move the needle today
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Sunset Cliffs
03:09
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We brought the alcohol because the day is ending soon
Last call as the fireball goes sailing out of view
When it hits our bloodstream, we don't even know
The ocean and the sky combine in psychedelic glow
I wanted to kiss you but God was sitting on my chest
Taking my breath away on Sunset Cliffs
Later on under red neon we'll try to get it back
Looking for the magic in the bottom of glass
And spill onto the sidewalk, a comedy of limbs
A tragedy of expectations that come up short again
The scenery will spin around in a continental drift
And I'll see you once again on Sunset Cliffs
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3. |
Radio Dark
03:02
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The astronaut's wife
Waits on the ground
Counting the days
For him to come down
He's sailing away
His head in the stars
His signal is dim
His radio dark
On my trajectory
I am a honeybee
And I'll bring something sweet back to you
I'll crash into the sea
Blessing the gravity
Just a space case racing to you
Just a space case racing to you
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Donut
04:19
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I guess you must have lived
For the spaces just before we got the joke
The first to take the hit
And then watch all of us go up in smoke
Like you were selling us the fix for what you broke
You're crushed beneath the lights
Scared and drowning in your Jack and Coke
The punchline just in time
Saved by the buoyancy alone
And you were safe inside your head with your eyes closed
Sailing through the dead zone
Rattling our head bones
You're altogether all alone
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5. |
Travelling Light
03:00
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I'm travelling light
'Cause I got a long way to go
Forgetting names and faces
Of the people that I know
I'm travelling light
I'm travelling light
And I see the question in your eyes
Seeking signs of recognition
Beneath the blankets and the wires
But I'm travelling light
I'm travelling light
I used to find these arrowheads
Flashing in the fields we turned
Like a little ghost kicked out of bed
And they're lost in time
Deeper than the blade can reach
Where the years are lying heavy
But they don't weigh a thing to me
And I'd say these days we're trading places
With all the worry on your faces
I'm losing space to fading traces
And you'll watch this world turn into something
You can't wrap your head around
Blind with color, sick with sound
But I don't need much for where I'm bound
So I'm travelling light
I'm travelling light
'Cause I got a long way to go
Forgetting names and faces
Of the people that I know
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6. |
Eddie
03:39
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I'm a seagull surfing the parking lot row by row
Dive-bombing the Cool Ranch Doritos
But Eddie flew like an eagle over the snow
Came out of the sun like a Japanese Zero
I'm a black crow combing the crash scene looking for scraps
Scavenging through the carnage and the trash
Eddie's Coke-bottle glasses were fogging up fast
Light as a feather, blind as a bat
I'm a pink flamingo pounded in the ground on a stick
Spent December covered in a wintry mix
But Eddie rose into the frozen air with a kick
And all I wanna do is fly like Eddie did
Like Eddie
(Who???)
Like Eddie
(Who???)
Like Eddie
Like Eddie flew
I'm a seagull surfing the parking lot day by day
Dive-bombing the bags of Frito Lay ...
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Monkey With a Monkey
03:22
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At 11 years of age
I saw a monkey in a cage
He was parked outside a bar
And all the bicycles and cars
Would have a look and have a laugh
As they went flying past
The mascot of the drunks
And if that's not enough
As a curse or as a joke
They taught that monkey how to smoke
And gave him cans of beer to drink
So he wouldn't have to think
Smoke is on the rise, hope is dying on the wind
Hours rolling by, monkey getting high again
Hey, they gotta a sight that's gonna stop you in your tracks
Come and see the monkey with a monkey on his back
Bumming smokes and bumming lights
Unluckiest of Lucky Strikes
He was fighting off the shakes
He was looking twice his age
His hair was wearing thin
As he flashed a beggar's grin
He was sickly, he was gray
He was withering away
(Chorus)
And I wonder what he saw
When he looked back at us all
Throwing matches on the ground
Disappointment all around
(Chorus)
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8. |
Patriarch
03:28
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Isaac was no patriarch
To inspire love or works of art
But he made himself a perfect sacrifice
So here I am with open breast
My heart a bare and bloody mess
But hoping what is left will suffice
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9. |
Sea of Gold
04:56
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Your dad was young in the jungle, bullets buzzing by his ear
And the cancer burned your mom before the mystery cleared
So I can guess at what possessed you to drown your sorrows
Like there was no going back and there was no tomorrow
I can't say if you were wrong or right
I can't go that far tonight
From my sea of liquid gold and ice
And it's down the sink, but I think you only wanted to sleep
Your only choice was to drown the voices of monsters from the deep
And I can only numb what's become the black hole of blame
And do my part to drown my heart before it's drained
I can't say if you were wrong or right
I can only shrug it off tonight
And pour another on the rising tide we ride
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Orbiter
02:57
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My heart hangs high above me
When I'm walking in the dark
With a billion lonely satellites
Orbiting their stars
Because the people I orbit will burn out
When all their fire's spent
Exploding, collapsing within themselves
And I won't know where they went
Some of the stars are planets
Some of the stars are real
Some of the stars could long be gone
But their light still shines here
They'll come to me when I'm dreaming
In motion or photographs
Some of the dreams I won't recall
But they'll cut me right in half
(Chorus)
Now love is a strange dark matter
Love is a solar wind
Reaching with black hole gravity
To keep pulling us back in
(Chorus)
Some of the stars are planets
Some of my dreams are real
The ones I love could long be gone
But their light still shines here
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11. |
LBBs
02:07
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It's a big gray city full of little brown birds
Just hopping around in the trash and the dirt
They don't say much, they're all the same
Until you take the time to pick their brains
This one's making some weekend plans
Keeping an eye on the pretzel stand
Next he's off for a bath and swim
Best friend jumping in after him
(Chorus)
This one's sad and a little bit lost
Loves living in the city but not the cost
Heading to a shift at his job in the park
Cleanup crew at the hotdog cart
(Chorus)
Mama bird keeping those little chicks fed
Thinking life was easy when they were eggs
Now off to school with a kiss and a hug
And a little brown bag full of little brown bugs
This one's family life is a mess
Got kicked out of a little brown nest
He can't go home with an empty hand
So he's looking for a tab off a soda pop can
(Chorus)
Little brown birds got so much to do
Living their lives down around your shoes
Little brown troubles, little brown dreams
Little brown birds ain't what they seem
(Chorus)
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