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Fate (22.07.2008)
22.07.2008
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The Dearly Departed (bonus track on 7 and iTunes)
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Is It Worth My Time (bonus track on 7)
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Drop Me Off (iTunes bonus track)
. . .


Are you moving much too fast?
And the good times that just don't last
If you're always on the go
Make an angel in the snow
And freeze

Do you feel like you're stuck in time?
Forever waiting on that line
If nothing ever moves
Put that needle to the groove
And sing

Is it a dream keeping you awake?
Is it the stillness that makes you shake?
If you need to know for sure
What's on the ocean's floor
You'll sink

Do you like things the way they seem?
Or are you looking behind the scenes?
Well, if you've gotta know
What it takes to make it sow
Just believe

Are there dark parts to your mind?
Hidden secrets left behind?
Where no one ever goes
But everybody knows
It's all right

Do you get dizzy on the ground?
It must be something going 'round
What blows us here today
It'll blow us all away,
The breeze
Ahh, will blow us all away
The breeze
Ahh, will blow us all away
The breeze

. . .


Hang on, hang on
'Cause it's the little things
Yes, it's the little things
That do us harm
I'm not a stranger
Ain't a mystery
When we both get it wrong

Stay here for a little while more
'Cause it's a funny thing
Yes, it's a funny thing
I need a friend, not an angel
What do you do when the drowning stops?

And what you though was a hurricane
Was just the rustling of the wind
Why you think we need amazing grace
Just to tell it like it is?
Well, I don't need no doctor
To tear me all apart
I just need you
To mend my heart

Hang on, I'm trying to look you in the eye
You know you should've apologized
Or should I apologize?
Is there an answer?
What do you do when the drowning stops?

Oh, what you thought was a hurricane
Was just the rustling of the wind
Why you think we need amazing grace
Just to tell it like it is?
Oh, I don't need no doctor
To tear me all apart
I just need you
To mend my heart
I need you to mend my heart

. . .


Let go of the old ones
We've got some new ones
Hold on to the new stuff
And let go and get real tough

Down, down, down
Moon gonna fall down
Thump, thump, thump
House gonna fall down
Chop, chop, chop
Tree gonna fall down
Down, down, down
Down to the bottom

Trigger, when you pull it
Go home with a bullet
No birds in the birdcage
Flew off in his old age

Down, down, down
Moon gonna fall down
Thump, thump, thump
House gonna fall down
Chop, chop, chop
Tree gonna fall down
Back, back, back
Back to the old days

So full in the morning
Put on your dog skin
Wrap up the money
Save it for a sunny

Day, day, day
Moon gonna fall down
Thump, thump, thump
House gonna fall down
Chop, chop, chop
Tree gonna fall down
Back, back, back
Back to the old days

. . .


An army of ancients can rise from the ground
and tear every nation apart
and I'd still be sitting there counting my cards
wondering when will it stop

The oceans and forests could collide into one
and my ??? in a spark
and I'd still be sitting there twiddling my thumbs
wondering when will it stop

How did the fox get the rave and the crows?
I got it, I got it
oh yeah

Why at the creek did the dog lose the bone?
I got it, I got it
oh yeah

The man can come back on his fiery thrown
to measure the failures in heart
and I'd still be whistling dixie alone
wondering when will it stop

I don't want to wake up, I don't want to move
I'd ask and assume it'd stick to the boot
I'm sorry
Well, I take what I want in the dawn's early light

How did the fox get the rave and the crow?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Why did the hen pick grains in the snow
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Why did the brother berries go?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Where took the ref when the kids came along?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

Why did the mouse help the bees with the floor?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

. . .


Well, I don't want a thing to do with you kind
And I ain't got no time to kill on your dime
Strung up, hanging 'round
Looking like you're upside down

Well, I ain't wanting to shed no blood, that's your crime
And I ain't wanting to sling no mud, I clean it up
You ain't what I'd call a friend
I wouldn't even if I could pretend
Man, you ain't like anybody else

As night becomes the sun to rise
As dirt becomes the butterflies
As sure as though it always seems to stay the same
And I'll be waiting anxiously
And I'll be falling fast asleep
And I'll be dreaming of the day the dream died
Uh huh

No sticks, no stones could break my bones like you can
If I knew hate, I'd call it love for you, man
High up on the hill, cheaper than a dollar bill
Man, you ain't like anybody else

Should we pretend that it's the end?
Are you my curse or are you my friend?
And if we got hit to the end of the road
Will you be there to carry my load?

I'm getting it back with that terrible feeling
My vision is cracked, but it looks like it's healing
I'm getting it back like it's four in the morning
When the sun only shines as if it's giving a warning
I'm getting it back with the rest of the leap year
I'm keeping the rabbit, the bat, and the reindeer
I'm getting it out, whatever I've gotta keep in
I'm telling the truth, said it don't win with pretend
Should we pretend?
Should we pretend?
Should we pretend?

. . .


God, he called for rain
So I built a ark, but no rain came
I was ashamed

Man, he called for war
So I built a gun and I joined the corps
But I was unsure

Love, she asked for more
But what I gave only made her poor
I wasn't sure

The dove, she promised land
As she laid the branch right into my hand
There was no land

Ooh, what does it mean to be here?
Well, I know because I can and I will
Yes, I know because I can and I will

Ooh, what does it mean to be here?
Well, I know because I can and I will

Ooh, what does it mean to be here?
Well, I know because I can and I will
Yes, I know because I can and I wil

. . .


Oh, oh, my love
Don’t you leave me
I don’t want to learn how to die
Oh, oh, my love
And oh my mind
I can’t get over
I can’t even sing to get by
Oh, oh, my mind
And oh my land
[Oh my land]
It ain’t beneath me
[Ain’t beneath me]
‘Cuz I got my head in the sand
Oh, oh, my land
And oh my eyes
[Oh my eyes]
No, they deceive me
[They deceive me]
Seeing what I can’t understand
Oh, oh, my eyes
Take a choo-choo train
I’m going away
I have a choo-choo rain
Wash me away
Take a choo-choo train
I’m going away
I have a choo-choo rain
Wash me away when you walk
‘Cuz you’re the power in my heart
And I know I’ve done my part
Oh, oh, my God
[Oh my God]
He listens to me
[Listens to me]
When I’m even talking out loud
Oh, oh, my God
And he says, ‘My son’
[Says, ‘My son’]
‘Now, listen to me’
[‘Listen to me’]
‘Listen while the listening’s good
You’re not my son’
But oh my love
[Oh my love]
No it ain’t easy
[It ain’t easy]
But it ain’t the type to give up and die
That’s not my love
Take a choo-choo train
I’m going away
Have a choo-choo rain
Wash me away when you’re gone
I take a choo-choo train
Lock me away
Have a choo-choo rain
Wash me away when you walk
‘Cuz you’re the power in my heart
And I know I’ve done my part
From [x20]

. . .


When I look back on what I done
About 100 years from now
Gonna cry myself to sleep at night
Somebody shows me how
Uh huh

When the sun shines down whats left of me
About 100 years from now
Gonna cut my water with a rebel yell
And claw my way back to town

100 years
100 years

They'll break me
But I'll break them too
Oh and this years for the brakemen
And this one is for you

When sky cracks open and the thunder comes
About 100 years from now
Gonna bury this old yoke and chain
In the cold wet ground

And when I get off at Tennebrook(??) Farm
About 100 years from now
I'm gonna marry you out of common sense
And get out from behind this plow

100 years
100 years

They'll break me
But I'll break them too
Oh and this years for the brakemen
And this one is for you

100 years
100 years

They'll break me
But I'll break them too
Oh and this years for the brakemen
And this one is for you

. . .


Turn it down
Start it over
Alone is such an ugly game

Pay it back
Pay it forward
Nothing means nothing to me

So they went down to the station
They were looking for a ride
They were running out of ink
They were running out of time
Yeah

And with the color of the whistle
With the sounding of the smoke
I repeat it in a picture
I repeat it in a joke
Yeah
Yeah

Loud clothes
Quiet earrings
Black nights
White shadows
A bone and a key

Old flames
Dead(??) widows
Someone has been done to me

So they believe that their conductor
Is the leader of the pack
Killing time and too conductive
They were never looking back
Yeah

And the table had to chase it
And the time hollered back
And the thanks that cut the cable
And they're running out of tracks
Yeah
Yeah

So they kissed the farmer's daughters
With their pockets full of gold
And they draw the shades of markets
On the corner of the window

And the kid under the kitchen
And unmarked grave
They're uncovering the old

. . .


There's a hole in the roof, and the rain's comin' down,
The roads are all flooded, there's no way back to town,
And this ship we came in on, has just run aground,
You know fate has a funny way of comin' around

The memories we've buried, have now taken seed,
When spring time comes they'll turn into weeds,
And they'll creep through your window to smother your dreams,
you know fate has a funny way of comin' around

Oh they'll carve our names like scripture,
To the souls of their feet,
Every footprint that they take,
It will tell of our deed,

Drowning lies, oh they're following me,
Till the flow tide comes, to swallow,
the beach,

This bottle of bourbon's now dry as a bone,
It drank us all up and then it left us alone,
Well we sense whats to come, but we can't choke it down,
you know fate has a funny way of coming around

. . .


My friend says that the end holds nothing more
He don't hide his shame
says its all the same
Like a man without a name
Old days asleep in the shade by the Brandywine
See a dog get paid
see a boy behave
Every bone deserves a grave
But I heard the Good Lord's warning
like he might not forget by the morning
With no more terrifying thoughts of dying
ooh oooooh oooh
My Lord, I'm climbing aboard and I'm going home
No time to lose, no time to pack
Take a step and take it back
But I heard the Good Lord's warning
like he might not forget by the morning
With no more terrifying thoughts of dying
ooh ooooh oooh

Keep on with the living you'll soon enough be dead
You got the whole world spinning in your head
and you don't want to give it up (don't give it up, don't give it up)
Cause no one should be sorry
we're just another day
You can say you'll be back
but you won't ever go away (won't go away, won't go away)
Cause love that never leaves is never ever welcome back
and i'm running out of skin thick enough to hide in (won't go away, won't go away)
Now hand in hand we're back in time we're chasing the train
Looking back looking back to wave goodbye
we're headed for the same disaster (don't give it up, don't give it up)

. . .

The Dearly Departed

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Is It Worth My Time

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At first I wasn't sure but now I have no idea.
And it's a feeling I ain't never had that also feels familiar.
And the present ain't dead and the future's got room for the living.
But I'm certain now for a long, long time ago.

And I don't mind where I'm going, I just don't like you so near.
Let me off at the corner I can walk from here.
I was promised no surprises on this one day of the year.
But it comes as no surprise to me what brings you here again.

We're under attack and I'm going back to the country,
Where the neon signs are stars falling down.
And the president's dead and the prison's got room for forgiveness.
But it's over our heads and way past the point of a lie.

And I don't mind where I'm going, I just don't like you so near.
Let me off at the corner, I can walk from here.
I was promised no surprises on this one day of the year.
So it comes as no surprise to me what brings you here again.

There's a man in the street with a gun in his hand
And he swears that he's willing to kill.
Right from the start, what a miserable part,
And a secret disguised as a thrill.

There's a deal gone down, was it worth it?
Are things according to the way that you planned?
Are you forgetting that love is the tiniest glove that is worn in the palm of your hand?

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