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Rental History
07:38
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Every house in this town is haunted
Every ghost will get just what it wanted when
Every bathtub in this town is flooded and
We are washed out to the sea
His dearest love lives in the room above him
He couldn't sleep for fear she did not love him
Every night he lay awake
Afraid his lonely heart would break
Take this bottle fill it full of histories
Tragic accounts of wandering and misery
And when the boat takes you from me
Our curse will float out to the sea
Every house in this town is covered with
Dust and paint and bottles broken over like
Scars and marks of a restless tenant who was
Never sure where to be
A rental history written out in street signs
Laundry lists and personal phone lines
We gain a habit every day
Our bodies demand to have their way
Take this bottle fill it full of histories
Tragic accounts of wandering and misery
And when the boat takes you from me
Our curse will float out to the sea
Every house in this town is shuttered
We packed and left the day that we discovered that
Every couple in this town got wasted and
They all misplaced their keys
Every morning with a scarf of roses the
Couples work their way through foolish poses
They found they hadn't much to say
By the light of brightest day
Take this bottle fill it full of histories
Tragic accounts of wandering and misery
And when the boat takes you from me
Our curse will float out to the sea
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2. |
You Drive
04:18
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You drive
And I’ll ride
The sunset
Is infinite
I see the road laid out in front of me
It’s covered in dry leaves
A bus that’s dead for months on end
A hole in my shoe, where do I begin?
Your car
Under stars
No lights
From city life
Closer
You whisper
I love you and
I’m happy, and
I see the road laid out in front of me
It’s covered in dry leaves
A bus that’s dead for months on end
A hole in my shoe, where do I begin?
We could run away, and we could marry
Leave both our parents behind
Our nicest clothes we’ll be wearing
Open fields the rest of our lives
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Robin's Egg
06:24
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To Jasmine, to celebrate the start
A pillow, a peppermint, and a card
In pieces, rubber-banded art
And someone laid a robin's egg in my heart
Six million, six hundred thousand words
With definitions no one ever learned
The sentence will slip and fall apart
And someone laid a robin's egg in my heart
A gunmetal, pressure-dented lock
On a book of words so appropriate and soft
The key fits in the middle of the lock
And someone laid a robin's egg in my heart
Someone laid a robin's egg in my heart
Someone laid a robin's egg in my heart
Someone laid a robin's egg in my heart
Someone laid a robin's egg in my heart
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The Ocean Is Wide
06:16
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On the great white sea
Out of sight of the land
A spirit came to me
And held out its hand
Not a port of call
At home among the tropics
Out of pocket they fall
And I am helpless to stop it
The ocean is wide
and the land does divide it
The ocean is wide
and the land does divide it
How you shiver Louise
Is there a chill on the water?
I'm at that bar in D.C.
I'm still fighting for your honor
The ocean is wide
and the land does divide it
The ocean is wide
and the land does divide it
The spirit came down
And reached into my jacket
And plucked without a sound
My most detestable habit
How you shiver Louise
At the bottom of the current
Will you be waiting for me
Wondering where the hell I went?
The ocean is wide
and the land does divide it
The ocean is wide
and the land does divide it
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Crushed
07:36
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Again, I did not see you
Days pass and I'm wondering
Where do you hide away
I can look, but I cannot see
Your house on the corner
Is where you sleep with
Nobody to hold in your arms
Too long I've been lonely
Is there anything that I can do for you now
Now, when you look around
You will see that I'm here for you
Let your heart be you guide
Let it help you decide, you will figure out
Where do you feel at home, and
Where do you find comfort, when you're all alone
Hopeless;y wanting more
I can't have what I cannot see
And it's all because of me
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Born where the river runs out
Down where there's nothing left
Your name is what you sign on a check
Your faith is what you keep to yourself
I walked all over Ohio
I got a hole in my shoe
There wasn't nothing else
That we could do
I broke the bank in Chicago
I hit a man in the third
Is there a lesson there
That I should have learned?
I grabbed a gun in St. Louis
And I got some blood on my shirt
Now there ain't nobody else
To hurt
I lost my name in Lewiston
Now everyone wonders who
Is that man
With nothing left to lose
I found Jesus in Denver
The father said He'd been waiting for me
He said, "Even this far down a tunnel
There's a light you never see."
Was never famous in Arkansas
My jacket spelled bad news
The record played on both sides
I never got to choose
I met some girls in Miami
They knew how to spend the time
They were pretty
And they never spoke out of line
The celebration inside my heart
With desperation and song
I fought my way to the morning light
Because the nights were so long
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Dawn Chorus Greensboro, North Carolina
Dawn Chorus was from Greensboro, NC. Usually it was Andrew, Amy, Will and Zachary, but sometimes there were others.
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