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Softly
03:13
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Weeping wounds and willows
Turning green and yellow
Yearning for the open air
Salt water salivates
Pourn into the cheeksK
And breezes whisper
So somber this time of year
Softly you say
Softly you always were
Cracks under knuckles dried
Scraped off the lowest tide
Mussels weep for acid rains
Billowing clouds are gray
Something is coming today
Of that you are sure
Softly you say
Softly it doesnt yet hurt
Someday well move where the rent is cheap
And i cant smell the sea
And my elbows will bleed trading sand for concrete
Broken homes will fill with dust and well sell all of our useless stuff
And let the oxygen just turn foxes to rust
Softly you say
Softly dont come too fast
Softly you say
Lets make it last
Can i cut your skin
If only to scar a heart with our names in the middle
Or hang from your arms spitting seeds from an apple
Picking my scabs and fruit
Follow the leaves to the root
But that wild wind will blow me miles from you
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Officer Skinner
02:36
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Oh mr skinner
Dont you bit my neck
Pull my hair and take my belt oh now what to heck
Was i wearing the wrong face,
Did i give you too much of a taste of the hate and shame and rage and flame that gets u up to work each day
I aint talking free cups of coffee and free coffee cakes
Officer skinner
Tell me why am i under arrest
This cant be what they meant when they said they were sending sunderlands best
Officer what is it
Lurking betweeen those ears
Pinned back and proud behind that scowl you was looking right in a mirror
Chorus
You dont know it but i know you well
With spit in your eye and a thorn in your side
You still said see you in hell
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3. |
Heavy Wine
04:17
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I have my bus fair in my hand
Im wishing you would just take a stand But you let me walk all over so let me walk away
Nothing hangs like a heavy wine
Everythings missing like all the time
We couldve spent talking when we were sighin
And when we were together
Silence was right
We knew eachother best when we were sound asleep at night
So now im leaving to the daylight
When we were together
There was nothing to complain
We could sit and stare at the ceiling all day
And now im leaving to meet the sky
In the sole of my shoe theres a hole shaped like you
Read the news this morning guess the mockingbird has flew
And now these nights alone are so cold and blue
And im not asking for you to take me back
I know the past aint hanging at half mast
I just cant help thinki had it better when i didnt see how bad i had
Chorus
And the quiet sounds so loud in my ears
Wish i knew what to wear when i face my fears
Im naked and bare and sitting in the street
Feel free to pawn my shit
Feel anything as long as i aint it
Feeling gets better when im letting it be
Cause when we were together
I didnt try to feel your pain
I was too busy ignoring mine all the same
But now im leaving to let your tears dry
Oh when we were together
The world was so calm, but everything felt like nothing slipping through my palms, so darling i think well if we just let all this nothing die
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Jacob could you tell me what his eyes looked like when his finally hit that branch
Or was he toying with you just to watch you dance
What did it feel like in your hands?
Jacob can you tell me what you learned about life
Was it worth those bruises under your eyes
Well brother ill tell you i thought it was demon out of hell but low and behold it came from myself
And he faced what he saw to be the better part of him
And strangled that hate by the neck
And ill never say who had who pinned
But ill tell you the rest
Well he got home to rachel after a day or two
He said baby how ive missed you
And she said darling i nearly lost my mind over you
Dont go out there chasing skeletons and fools
And jacob would you tell me what her eyes looked like
When you opened up that door
Was she wondering what put this light of love into your eyes or was
Or was she crying oer and oer
And jacob could look into the mirror again
He could wake up tomorrow and not fret about what he did
He saw all of his enemies and called them best friend
And most of all he found a heart inside his chest
Aint that a miracl
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5. |
Closure Over Coffee
02:56
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6. |
Learn to Die
02:58
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Put down my guitar
My hands still calloused bare
My old dog has done his deed and died
But im still covered in his hair
Though the sun is shining now
Sometimes i still kick around
In the puddles
And hope they never dry up
But then im left feeling low
My socks all soaking wet
Got a stuffy nose to blow
And a cold hanging in my head
Look up at the sky and say
When is this all gonna end
Better yet pick up the phone and call me a friend
Well if you want the truth
You gotta give up your lies
And if you wanna feel alive
You gotta learn how to die
If youre gonna get caught
First you gotta fall
If youre tired of feeling like nothing
You gotta start small
I say ill be better tomorrow
Cause i wasnt too good today
Sometimes im so damn good with words
You cant believe a word i say
But i know if im gonna build a tower
I gotta dig out the earth below
And if im gonna say goodbye
I gotta start with a kind hello
Well if you wanna learn how to love
You gotta break open that heart
I know it sounds like a pain
But its a place to start
And of the ocean aint blue
Then take a look at the sky
And if you want to feel alive
Youll have to die
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