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12 Days
03:47
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Untie my noose. Put my feet back on the floor.
Don't burn the books. Just try to save what's left.
The note you wrote, left to my sister and mother,
Rolled loose like a real bad cigarette.
Like a photograph stuck in the back of an old book,
It's still the word of god against a yellowed page.
Or like spread ash, against the other anyway...
Whenever the wind blows, I know not what to say,
But hold on. Just hold on for twelve more days
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This Can't Be Good
03:01
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It must be so hard just to be the man you should.
Just do no harm if you can do no good.
And don't burn it down just to get out of the woods.
I think there's a way out. Will you show me what it is?
Maybe I'll just go. The drive can't be too long.
Is there something there? Can you tell me what went wrong?
Is it just in my blood? And if I don't know, who would?
Is there no way out? Oh, god, this can't be good.
Am I destined to run from all the harm that you may cause?
I don't know your name. I'll get to knowing who you are.
So if there's no way out, then lord, I will sing your song.
Please wait up for me, but Darlin' don't you wait too long.
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Farewells
04:00
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Do you travel to still waters to mine for all that has been lost?
And do you oftentimes still wonder, is it at the bottom of dried plastic bottles?
Was it worth all of that wandering?
Has it been worth all of your pain?
Was it worth all of those farewells
To those that you'll not trust again?
You've proved you've got arms just like hammers, with cannons attached at both your wrists.
And not the cocaine in the heavens can prove that god does not exist.
Was it worth all of that wandering?
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What's In a Name?
02:30
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What was his name? Did he know how to shoot?
That's something my daddy never taught me to do.
What was that game that he loved growing up?
Head flat on his school desk; thumb pointed straight up...
What should I do, but fetch a shovel?
Your heart won't stop screaming; your mom's on the floor.
What should I do, but move on over?
The boy said goodnight now. He ain't coming home.
What was his name?
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Dead, Dead Swans Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Folk band from the Midwest
Insta: @deaddeadswans
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