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Blue River
03:30
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My daddy drank to drown it out, just like his dad had gone and done
But he said it got them nowhere, you can’t lean on something that isn’t there
Moving on. Gotta keep moving on
So my daddy cried hard like a man. He shed a tear with the best of them.
He taught me when I was young - “You gotta let it out boy, when it’s coming on.”
Moving on. Gotta keep moving on.
Kept reaching back and saw his daddy’s pain and his mamma left to take care of them.
The war, the hurt and the trauma born, now in the blood, in the heart of a newborn son.
Moving on. Gotta keep moving on.
His granddad was in a similar hole, except this was in the trenches of that world war one.
And all that pain kept on passing down. I’m still staring down the barrel of that antique gun.
Moving on. Gotta keep moving on.
Carry me home. River won’t you carry me home.
Getting on nearly halfway home. What kind of lessons would I teach a son?
Real men know how to cry. No need for drawing lines down in the sand
and you gotta keep moving on.
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Canaries
04:31
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Canaries
Garden outsides, doors are locked by 9
Kids all in bed, take the day’s first real breath
Your head on my chest, cars away in the garage
Burnt out but still wired, bills and calls I didn’t make
Phone lays on silent, eyes lay pause on your eyes
My heart still on fire, imagination climbs the walls
Canaries in a cage singing that familiar tune
The light inside my cave, somehow nowhere is somewhere new
Nowhere feels like somewhere with you
Some time to connect the pieces of me to the pieces of you
Start fighting instead. Come here babe, it’s not you
It’s not me it’s the beast outside our door,
The voices in our head.
I swear you’re not alone even when you feel it
I’m here with you if you’ll let me
By your side if you'll let me
Canaries in a cage singing that familiar tune
The light inside my cave, somehow nowhere is somewhere new
Going nowhere feels like somewhere with you
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The Long Way Home
03:42
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The Long Way Home
Late last night I was out on the town
Drinking and pouting, painting the world in blue
But the bands played loud, we were drowning ourselves
Kicking and shouting alone in that crowded room
When the folks poured out into a moonlit crowd
Thinking out loud maybe I would run into you
Then the joint came round, kept running from something
Hide in the nothing, escape in that morning hue
The long way home
Past the street that we lived on
The long way home
I thought I saw you but I was so far gone
The long way home
Just think of all that I could do
If I ever got over you
4am only halfway home, got a friend on the phone
Said she could be over soon
Asking myself – what’s this about?
Who are you now? What are you trying to prove?
But my heart drifts on like a vagabond
Lost to the bone, still finding its way back to you
On the long way home
Past the street that we lived on
The long way home
I thought I saw you but you were so far gone
The long way home
Just think of all that I could do
If I ever got over you
Late last night I was out on the town
Drinking and pouting, painting the world in blue
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Shelter
04:05
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Shelter
A dandy lion, a tumbleweed
A lonely wave out in the sea
Another violent sun set escapes me
When I could feel anything
I stumbled through the garden
I fumbled like in a dream
I rambled on home so lonesome
When I could feel anything,
when I could feel everything
But now I feel you giving me shelter
Green eyes bloom, sun through the cattails
By the morning moon I needed you. I needed you.
6am sunbeams on my face
Shines on the lilies and cherry tree
I remembered all the roses blooming
When I could feel anything, when I could feel everything
I was out on my own, digging a hole
Out in the rain, out in the cold
And I could feel everything, every pain, every numb motionless thing
But now I feel you giving me shelter
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