1. |
Wait Up
03:15
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It was touch and go,
Just like we're out of rope.
I thought I'd let you know
That you can still come home.
The phone was off the hook.
A letter penned in blood.
She says she's out of love.
Oh, was it ever fun?
Give me a call.
I'll wait up.
Oh, how it comes undone.
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2. |
Civil, Not Mutual
02:43
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Well, this doesn't feel right;
Me watching you pack.
But I've become close friends
With this cigarette.
And talking with you right now
Just hurts less
Than if we just said goodbye.
Well, I hope that you find
That which eludes,
And I hope that somehow
It brings me back to you.
And I'll start looking around
For all that I've lost
And that which I've hid from you.
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3. |
Advice
02:30
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Long roads; too far.
Don't turn back,
I know what you are.
Photos recall
A time when you
Were twelve foot tall.
It's been long.
Too long.
So long.
These days we talk;
Round about words
Of love and loss.
And these homes
And our scars...
To stay attached seems so bizarre.
But that's just advice.
That's just advice.
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4. |
Interlude In A#
01:13
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5. |
Bobby Pins
02:55
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I broke down in a crying fit
Folding fitted sheets again.
It's not easy with two pair of hands
Let alone the one pair that you left.
All your things are in a box
Beneath the south window.
The one that I thought to walk out,
But who would that help?
I keep finding bobby pins
All around my house.
I'm not sure if they're yours
Or somebody else's.
Lord, I don't miss you
Quite like I miss my time.
Is that out of line?
Well otherwise I'm fine.
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6. |
Hard to Say
02:15
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Adverse to see
The lines in dreams.
It's just so hard to say
The weight that our words convey.
Just keep the bleeding at bay.
Get to the end of the day.
Stop me repeating.
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7. |
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A knotted rope sees what I see.
My feet singing from a willow tree,
Or a loaded pistol in my back.
Pull the trigger, now I'm dead.
A burning candle at both ends.
We are now strangers we once were friends.
With all my hate tattooed on my chest,
Maybe my leaving is what's best.
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8. |
Toys
01:11
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9. |
Water's Muddy
03:08
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No, I've not seen your car keys,
And I will not take to looking.
Because, while I did not go hide them,
We're not agreed to these terms.
You seem to me perpetually
At odds with the terms of your life.
Perpetually dissatisfied,
No matter how hard that I've tried.
Who's to blame when a young love dies?
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10. |
Are You O.K?
03:14
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Don't follow me down to the stream.
I'm sure you won't know what I mean.
Up your nose again, cocaine,
And guzzling down liquor again.
When was the last time that you ate?
Why do you show now, oh, so late?
Did you sleep before your drive?
Lord, how'd you make it out alive?
Black then white then brown then blue.
I'd cut my throat before I trusted you.
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11. |
Used to You
02:42
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You look different than who I recall.
...I'm just alarmed...
Gray hair on the top of your scalp.
I always thought that I'd watch that develop.
The gleam in your eye is now gone.
Believe me, that's not what I prayed on.
I heard that the dog finally died.
I ain't seen him in years and I cried.
Lord, I cried.
I think that I'm used to you gone.
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Dead, Dead Swans Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Folk band from the Midwest
Insta: @deaddeadswans
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