1. |
New Face
02:37
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Here is my new face
I wear it for you
Sign of a new place
Honey and fruit
And all of my people
Think I look stranger
So good to see people
Being nice to other people
We all have big holes
Fill them with seed
Water and sunshine
Flowers are beautiful
And all of my people
Think I look strange
Here is my new face
I wear it for you
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2. |
Hope Island
04:52
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My boat sinks
More than it floats
I’m on an island
I’m naming “Hope”
I’m stranded
On Hope Island
All alone
There are no fish
No one to love
My good friends left me
Can’t remember fun
I’m stranded
On Hope Island
All alone
Just to look
In someone else’s eyes
Just to hear
Another sigh,
“It’ll be alright,
It’ll be alright.”
I sleep late
Dream of what’s to come
My face is burned
I’m the native son
I’m stranded
On Hope Island
All alone
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3. |
Coats
03:55
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My skin is paint
Watch it flake
Pick up the brush
Fix the mistake
You see my bones
My coat is shed
Peal away the past
The epidermal dead
And coats keep us warm
When we are cold
Coats hide the pain
That sits in our soul
Sits in our soul
Olive trees bloom
White leather bells
Gather them up
Sew us a shell
Cover us both
In flowers of winter
Two ripe hearts
Cut like ginger
And coats keep us warm
When we are cold
Coats hide the pain
That sits in our soul
Sits in our soul
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4. |
Only Be With You
04:35
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5. |
Shake
06:21
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There’s a dark cloud hanging over
And some trouble in my mind
You can try to shake it
Or you can just go
Shake, shake, shake
Sign of things coming
Electricity sits on the hill
So you know it’s not the cold
That makes you go
Shake, shake, shake
Listen to the wind
Listen to the leaves
Even crows are calling,
“Good times will come again,
Good times will come again,
Good times will come again!”
It’s a joyful sounding noise
Ringing in my head
Like the devil in the trees
Going Shake, shake, shake
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6. |
Purple Heart
02:28
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Purple Heart
Taut and swollen
Flush with envy
Like a plum
Purple Hear
Green and hungry
Thin as paper
Sharp as glass
It’s an odyssey of faith
An endless human race
One heart, one face
Of grace
Purple Heart
Hear me singing
I know you’re sleeping
Or playing dead
Apple, apple
Pouring rain
Poor, poor apple
Red and wet
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7. |
Fruitless Ways
03:57
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You brought your other neighbor water
And you let me go dry
Lay down, lay down
Your fruitless ways
The line was a long one
And I waited my turn
Lay down, lay down
Your fruitless ways
You’re my country, my father,
My lover, my friend
We bleed the same blood
But we die different in the end
Messengers need not travel
Moons have announced our sad fate
Tear down, tear down
Your fruitless ways
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8. |
Blue Moon #9
02:33
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awwwwwhoooooo
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9. |
3 Broken Words
03:48
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Over and over
The setting of the sun
Save all your babies
I’m not the one
Pull up the covers
The monster needs sleep
The maid comes tomorrow
To sleep, to sleep
3 Broken Words
Off in the distance
A man made a lake
A mantis sits praying
For an honest mistake
Washing the windows
Of the house that we built
Dancing above treetops
On stilts, on stilts
3 Broke Words
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10. |
Slide on Down
03:46
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Jump round my mind
On an apricot vine
The fruit of our troubles is tied
So slide, so slide,
Slide on down with me
Augustine knows
Our spirit hangs low
And swims like a tired minnow
So slide, so slide
Slide on down with me
This fusion of souls
Red marigolds
Alive, alive and be free
So slide, so slide
Slide on down with me
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11. |
Change!
03:35
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Ain’t got no tongue
Got nothing to say
And starting all over
Sometimes is the only way
Pick up the pieces
Buy a bottle of glue
Gonna count all my blessings
My blessings used to be you
And all those days
Still remain
And all that’s left
Is Change!
Gonna fly me an airplane
Land if in the clouds
Where I’m high and all alone
Singin’ “Ain’t too proud to beg”
Put paint on the ceiling
Pretend it’s the ground
Where things dry smooth and even
And you’re not the only on who’s down
And all those days
Still remain
And all that’s left
Is Change!
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12. |
3 Chord Song
05:55
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Everybody’s crying mercy
And I just want to rock you in my arms
Little Black Bird’s singing “Little Maggie”
You know she’s my favorite song
Know a place by the river
Where we can re-learn one another’s needs
Let the summer feel like summer
It can end with a fallen leaf
Bathe me in still water
Bathe me in the promise of love
Bathe me in snow waters
Bathe me in the promise of your love, love , love
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