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Sea Wolf




Альбом Sea Wolf


Get to the River Before It Runs Too Low (08.05.2007)
08.05.2007
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I'm walking on the southern street, get to the river ‘fore it runs too low.
I'm walking on the southern street, get to the river ‘fore it runs too low.

Old gypsy woman spoke to me, lips stained red from a bottle of wine.
Old gypsy woman spoke to me, lips stained red from a bottle of wine.
“The one that you are looking for, you're not gonna find her here.”
“The one that you are looking for, you're not gonna find her here, here.”

I'm runnin' on the northeast street, get to the ocean ‘fore it runs too low.
I'm runnin' on the northeast street, get to the ocean ‘fore it runs too low,
Get to the ocean ‘fore it runs too low.
“The one that you are looking for, you're not gonna find her here.”
“The one that you are looking for, you're not gonna find her here, here.”

Old gypsy woman spoke to me, said, “You're a wolf, boy, get out of this town.”
Old gypsy woman spoke to me, said, “You're a wolf, boy, get out of this town.”
“You're a wolf, boy, get out of this town.”
“You're a wolf, boy, get out of this town.”
“You're a wolf.”
“You're a wolf.”
“You're a wolf.”
“You're a wolf.”

. . .


Good morning dear,
I hope I didn't wake you too soon
Because my mind is growing tired
Too much thinking what i should do

I picture you out there
It must be beautiful this time of year
All those east coast leaves
Floating round like embers from burning trees

Well the weather out here's just the same
But the garden that you planted remains

Now it's only work
Each day bleeding into the next
Barely scraping by
I tire myself out just so I can rest

But rest it rarely comes
When it does I cannot go home
Because it's much too quiet
Seems I'm not suited to being alone

Everyone around me has changed
But the garden that you planted remains

I think about you
Maybe more than I should
But the smoke is getting old
The drugs I'm taking aren't so good

So will you talk to me?
Even though you've had a late night
Because I need a little help
Baby, tell me I'll be alright

Cause everthing around me has changed
But the garden that you planted remains

. . .


well I woke up this morning
and I made a resolution,
I said "never going to sing another sad song again."

I decided I'd admit it,
I'm not an intellectual,
though the words never come easy unless I'm singing them,
and the hills that I was born in will never leave me no matter how hard I try.

and then my brother was murdered
while my father was in prison,
and the girl that I sometimes loved up and moved away,
and my body filled up with blackness, and the darkness it wanted to drown me, and I heard my father's footsteps catching up to me,
and he took me by the shoulders and he said "son, my hands are strong, but I hope you have the strength to shake us free, shake us free boy, shake us free my son, you better shake us free."

(breakdown)

and now I'm lying in the van,
chicago in the springtime,
and the rain outside was falling sounds just like popcorn,
but before I open my eyes I think I make this resolution, "no I'm never gonna sing another sad song for as long as I live"

and the light coming through the windows is making everything glow
and he took me by the shoulders and he said "son my hands are strong, but I hope you have the strength to shake us free, shake us free, shake us free, shake us free my son."
I made a resolution
I made a resolution
I made a resolution
I made a resolution

. . .


We walk
We walk with folded hands
And we’re careful with our feet
We listen
We listen with open ears
And every word is a kiss is a sigh is a promise from beautiful lips

Now this is
This is the way we were
But the rose no longer blooms
And we’ve taken
What could be our final bow
And the applause we will get when we get where we go will be out of rome

And when
When I picture you
There upon your wall
Forever in my view
Ses monuments
All the places I will never go with you

Now think of
Think of the community
We’ll our friends we did
And we’ll be thankful
Thankful for all we’ve earned
And I’ll be grateful for you, for your warmth, for the man you’ve made of me

And when
When I picture you
There upon your wall
Forever in my view
Ses monuments
All the places I will never go with you

Is this what you really want
I can tell by your voice
You’re not so sure
And I have to admit that I have my doubts
And sometimes I’m not so sure what this is all about
And I have to admit that I have my doubts
And sometimes I’m not so sure what this is all about

Ses monuments
Forever in my view
There upon your wall

. . .


everytime i come back home
i get this feeling i'm alone
yet the streets are all the same
and all my friends still know my name.
i wonder when i'm at my door,
will this key work anymore?
does someone else now live inside?
i think the former tenant died

i don't know if i'll be back this time

sometimes i wish that it were cold
and i had someone warm to hold
to watch the clouds move through the skies
and keep my feelings occupied
i never thought i'd want to leave
i thought i had all that i'd need
yet my apartment feels so small
when i come home and no one's called

i don't know if i'll be back this time
i don't know if i'll be back this time
i might just stay here with you

. . .


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