1. |
Garbage
02:53
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2. |
Dark Afternoon
02:35
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3. |
Deep
03:34
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4. |
Horses
04:33
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Well, I showed up to the party
But I had nothing to say
And everywhere I stood, I stood, I stood
I stood in someone’s way
And some dude kept fucking with the stereo
And someone else drank all the wine
And in one corner a couple was making out
And in another a girl was crying
And I thought about horses running through dusty fields
I thought about horses running
Running, running
Well, I could barely manage any words today
Except for “Hey, how’s it going?”
When I showed up to your apartment
Where I could listen to you talking
And I took you by the hand
And we laid down on your couch
You brushed your fingers across my face
I brushed my fingers across your mouth
And I thought about horses running through dusty fields
I thought about horses running
Running, Running
Poor tired little horses
Poor tired little horses…
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5. |
Big City
03:07
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I felt home
In the strangest place
Mysterious wilds
Alien landscape
And in the dark
I walked alone
And I felt home
Now stony sky
Stares down at me
With fields of glass
Under my feet
I can't afford
To lose the time
Not this time
But big city don't care
Big city don't care
About your blues, man
I was born
In the wrong time
Or maybe I
Can't seem to find
My way around
An endless maze
And another train goes by again
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6. |
Let It Be Easy
03:21
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This thing could end
The way it came
The final lines
In a last refrain
Yeah well time
Is a cruel machine
And I see it in everything
But let it be easy
Let it be easy
Sweet November
Won't you take my hand
I could not find you
For the shadows across the land
I want to go back
To where this began
Can we go back and start again?
Yeah but let it be easy
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7. |
Hot Moon
03:01
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When it's so loud around you
That everything inside you goes still
Walking through the crowd
Man, I'm feeling wild
Man, I am feeling so blue
Man, I feel nothing at all
Under this hot moon
Ever at the ready
Ever drifting miles out to sea
Every thinking maybe you'd stay with me
There's buzzing in my fingers
Feedback roaring through my mind
You come with me and it stops for a time
Under this hot moon
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8. |
Murdering Miles
02:55
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9. |
Heat / Mirage
07:46
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Still in the morning
Still on my mind
Something real wild
We did one time
All dripping sparks
All smoke in curls
Right there in our vision
A shimmering world
Cracks in the ceiling
Clothes on the floor
Some small commotion
Just beyond the door
Lost in a memory
Curled into the sheets
And lying awake there
In the heat
I don't know about this...
How do things stand
At the end of the day
When you know you can't keep
What you're giving away
You were back in the alley
I was down on the street
Standing there with my eyes closed
In the heat
I don't know about this...
It's too big a word
To tell you the truth
Out there in the open
Into the blue
Maybe it's mystery
Maybe just deceit
Out here watching the tide roll
Through the heat
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