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Mountain Road
03:15
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Throw another can on the fire and watch it burn a little while longer
To soften the landing, to cushion the fall
Let's take one last journey through the dark back yard to find something else
To keep it burning, to keep it alive
Darcy, can you tell me why we’re of the few that still remain?
Assure me we’ve got much more night ahead
Forget about the sunrise creeping over Mountain Road
Oh, we’re coming down
Serenity’s not far but I can feel it slipping away
Pray the molten ash and orange glow will remain
The oncoming morning settles in like a foggy dream
Oh, don’t say goodnight
No matter where the journey brings us, be it peace or terrified
We’ll always have this flame to keep us sane
A quick call to a taxi, they’ll bring us smokes to get us through
Oh don’t say goodnight
Serenity’s not far but I can feel it slipping away
Pray the molten ash and orange glow will remain
The oncoming morning settles in like a foggy dream
Oh, we’re coming down
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Pillars
02:36
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I can see it all tumbling down around me
The patterns in dusty brick and broken glass
Once great pillars that boasted of scraping the sky
Now impromptu mountains, inanimate first-degree murderers
And for a little while, we’ll pretend that they’re still
But the earth is a shakin’
But after a little while, get the fuck out of the city
Don your warm clothes and your work boots
Take only what you can carry
I’ve never held a jack knife like this before
Take the back roads, go through the woods
Don’t look at anybody
Keep out of those pockets of moonlight
When the earth is a shakin’
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3. |
Back And Forth
02:12
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Are you scared?
Are you scared of what could happen if we keep this up?
Are you nervous?
Are you nervous when I call you, so reluctant to pick up?
The way things go these days, we could easily get caught up in a knot too difficult for us to untie
The way things go these days, we could easily get carried away but if you don’t care, then I don’t care at all
Would you keep me?
Would you keep me posted as you wander through the long, long day?
Or should we forget it?
Should we forget it all together and just go our separate ways?
Is it worth it to put ourselves out on the tightrope?
Do you think that we’d survive the pending fall?
Acrobatics at such heights could be the death of us but if you don’t care, I don’t care at all
I could be on the road 300 days of the year
You could be gone away the other sixty five
School and work could keep us busy while we’re home
But naivety, baby, it tells me that we can survive
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4. |
Coffee Break
02:04
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5. |
Walking Tempo
02:01
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I can’t remember the last time I straightened my legs and stretched
I can’t remember the last time I lifted my arms in sets
Physicality has escaped from me and I don’t think that I can make it back home
If I could move my arms up and down, I’d lift you right over my head
If I could move my legs in rapid succession I’d run back to you
Some activity might be great for me and then, just maybe, I can make it back home
With the help of my left foot and right, I’ll be back to you in no time at all
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6. |
Handsome In Handcuffs
02:46
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Surrogate brother, it’s been too long since the last time I saw your face
You look the same but reminiscent of a life that brought you somewhere else, that took you away
Can’t help but notice that I can’t see beyond your eyes
There’s a darkness there, I can feel its pull
Laugh at the times that we shared
But it’s just not the same now, yea there’s something wrong
The guy that I used to know is gone now
Oh how you’ve changed, you’re not the same, you’re dead now
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7. |
Jericho
03:35
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We crested the mountains in the middle of the night
And rolled halfway down before I nearly took our lives
We brought the best northern lights the locals had ever seen
And unfurled our bedrolls in between the flower dreams
We hit the front hard in those summer campaigns
And marched into the ocean just our skin and our names
But the road ends at the shore so i guess we've gotta turn around
What a bummer man to go back home
But I guess we gotta go back home
The captain here don't wear no insignia
But you can tell by the way the men address him he's the man in charge
Standing sentinel outside the rendezvous
I put my weapon in his hands and said "I'm gonna come after you"
I spent my last eight dollars on a bottle of wine
And returned after dark to the scene of no crime
Spent the rest of the weekend looking for a pay phone
But it costs more than a quarter to call
These days
It costs more than a quarter to call someone who cares
So I just keep on hoping nobody cares
You're gonna have to hold me down
Chaste bike doubles in a foreign land
I wrapped my jacket round her feet when it got cold
Missed the bus twice and chased the morning home
Chased the morning home
You're gonna have to hold me down
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8. |
Twice The Man
02:46
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Though I’m twice the man that I used to be
Multiplied by zero, a product of entropy
Seven odd years through a curtain of smoke
Thoughts of moving on
As far as the eye can see, I can make out the shapes of what’s right for me
Do I remain the same me or pull up the anchor and float off to sea?
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9. |
Flossing With Drumsticks
01:52
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10. |
Underbrush
02:37
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I swear I'll never be a pacifist again
My steely eyes and jaws keep vermin and their father from the den
Though I swore I'd never take a bite out of a man
He took my son by hail of lead and left his body for the sun to peel
I taught my young to never go beyond the fence
To learn to love to stalk the shadows in the underbrush
It's been some time since I tried not to leave tracks
A single file trail so whispered that your pallid eyes will fail
I don't care if they shun me for my kill
I'll feel his throat collapse between my jaws and leave him for the ravens to peel
I'll keep taking lambs until he comes beyond the fence
In the shadows of the underbrush his scatter hail won't do him fuckin any good.
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11. |
Eleven
02:40
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12. |
Shambles
03:03
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I said it twice before
I swear this will be the last time I let those naïve words stumble through the cracks in my teeth
All stained yellow by mistakes and false promises I keep making to myself
And now you’re gone
And I’m in shambles
Each day, more and more, I resemble the ex-junkies next door, holding on to every drag of smoke
And while the flames of those smokestacks keep you warm, it finally feels like winter here
Heavy socks and heavy hearts
You’re gone
And I’m in shambles
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13. |
Clear Head, Foggy World
04:06
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The mist haunts Mount Fromme
Spectral sentries peel away
Can't hold the line against
The advancing high pressure front
A molten vengeance of sun
Eats away the cloud
Landing a golden Rorschach light blot
Just beyond the great grey peace
And langmar streams guarding the boundary
Of the inlet
Just islets in the stream
Just islands in the steam
A molten vengeance of sun
Eats away the cloud
Forming a golden postcard lighthouse
Just beyond the great grey peace
And the langmar streams
Guarding the boundaries
Oh the descents
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