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Wake up now little sleepyhead
From your nightmarish day with the dead trip
You'd be better off not to know
Of the wild seeds you let go
From your thorny fingertips
Try to clean bloodstained hands
That ran away and left the scene
Of a crime last night

It rained the whole day he spent at his lover's grave
said his goodbyes to her family and friends
packed his things in a rusted car
and rode off in the rain
came upon a church in ruin
with an old man dwelling within
who said, "watch where you stray my friend"
old man spoke of meanings lost and without name

Walking south along the river
never had he found that twist of pleasure
remembering times when they were younger
setting the town on fire

and watching as his fellow friends
fell apart in the wake
claiming it was all just a mistake

Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleep you little baby
When you wake, you shall have cake
And all the pretty little horses
Blacks and bays, dapple and greys
All the pretty little horses
Hmm, and mama loves, daddy loves
Oh they love their little baby

Yeah
Said it's alright
I won't forget
All the times I've waited patiently for you
and you'll do just what you used to do
And I will be alone again tonight, my dear.

Yeah

I live out yonder where the snakes and scorpions run
got myself a little goldmine to bank on
but one day my heart sank when i saw madame in town
i knew her love would be the death of mine

l'amour passait, l'amour obsolète
pourquoi perdre sa vie à chercher l'or d'un coeur?
je ne me noierai pas dans ce désert mystique

spring is frozen now I'm stuck in low
wrapped with wire, tapped to the heart
can't find no poison, now I've got no cure
(the) fangs are stuck inside my skin

payne county line
watching unjust claims
one man's righteousness is another man's

Her eyes are closed now
That final breath is near
She lets go of my hand
And I'm fall into a sea of tears

Search for the trail that we were both riding
Lost sometime ago
Now I'm stranded on the mountain's edge

Marco's shadow falls on the door
to the 7 Lost Cities of Gold
finds a raven's head and rattler's tail
dead in his tracks, this Godforsaken soul's
unwanted here and his ghost lingers for years

Amalia's face hides behind the mask
sweating on the TV factory line

Give this stone to my brother
Cuz we found it playing in the barnyard
Many years ago

Give this bone to my father
He'll remember hunting in the hills
When I was 10 years old

You say you're leaving - going back home
Where's your family. where do you come from
Something's missing in your life. you've felt it all along
Retrace your steps, balance and check where it all went wrong

The spirit is broken. the path is overrun
You can't move forward and now nothing gets done
I hope you find some. in a peace along the way

Dialing in a forgotten voice
Coming in like waves rolling off the coast
Sweeping through illegal ports
Rising from the depths, falling off the tongue
Ships drifting out of tune
Coming in like waves rolling off the coast

Many, many more, sculpting the shoreline

Your eyes are magnets
The darkness found another home
You distance your friends
Now you're wandering alone

Sorrow soaks through
Straight through to the bone
Pulse is slowing to a deadly pace

Sigo
Soñando con tu sonrisa
Por la noche, abajo de cielo y la luna
Por qué te vas mi amor
Sin mis caricias
Por qué te vas mi linda
Sin besarme con amor
Sus ojos

Le corbeau s'approche
Atterit sur l'épaule de celui qui écrit
Reviens lui picorer le cou
Les veines sortent des chairs
Le sang se répand sur la page
Il crie ses dernières lignes
Et s'endort

Panic open string, power grids blackout
Birds all fly in numbers down to the ground
Reassure the blades of green, green grass

Season's still asleep more or less
Wind is gearing up for a reckless ride
Leaning accidental on nature's side

I hold your wrist
You bite your lip
The push becomes an embrace
I touch your face
You close your eyes
The embrace becomes a shove
I walk away
You follow too close

When the fists of winter fly
Driving bones into the snow
Blackened frostbitten nights
Vodka running dry

The statues cloaked in white
Migrants from museums
Losing all the feeling now that

Sleeping in the valley, valley of ill fortune
Waking cross the river, river of delusion
Full moon lures the waves, waves of desperation
Empty hearts and mouths wither away

So close your eyes
Slow your breath
Dream of northern lights

On the outskirts of expansion, looking out from Blueprint peak
The flow is flooding of urban setters panning through rivers running dry.
Numbers roll on in, smiling a lottery grin, a sadness blurs the eye...
It's just a matter of time before they're moving on
It's just a matter of time before they're moving on
Doesn't take much time for plans to go wrong
and chase another ghost of a chance.
In the shadows of chain-store ghost towns

To save this sad, lonesome cry
Sorrow fills the oceans wide
Calling you close, promising love
Letting passion navigate you

Into the arms of sirena
Into the eyes of sirena
Into the heart of sirena

Washed my face in the rivers of empire
Made my bed from a cardboard crate
Down in the city of quartz
No news, no new regrets
Tossed a susan b. over my shoulder
And prayed it would rain and rain
Submerge the whole western states

I live out yonder where the snakes and scorpions run
Got myself a little goldmine to bank on
But one day my heart sank when I saw madame in town
I knew her love would be the death of mine

L'amour passait, l'amour obsolète
Pourquoi perdre sa vie à chercher l'or d'un coeur?
Je ne me noierai pas dans ce désert mystique

Leave the heart of the city
For the hert of the world
Leave the heart of this city
Love the way her trust unfurls

Follow her hand to the dark end of the street
Cross in the night, invisible to the electric eye
Sippin' on a little Night Train

Four in the morning the sidewalk's asleep
Dogs on the porch and spiders on the leaf
Shipwrecked by night sailing through days
Nobody noticed the slipping away

Connecting the dots with thorns in his side
Boarded up the windows with pain and with pride
The music box broken that once was his soul

There are code breakers with lines well tapped
Traces sweeping out across the static night
You are drapped in white like the blossoms of the tree
Looking down a glass elevator
At your father signing the papers for
Two silver trees, two silver trees
Two worlds in need, two silver trees

Wire fences still coiled with flowers of the night

Songs of the birds like hands call the earth to witness

Sever from fear before taking flight

Fences that fail and fall to the ground

Thumbtacks all spread out across your hometown state
A hollow tree at half mast
Wait until wintertime, leaves a paper trail
And a licorice plant that's overgrown

Like a cabin in the woods on a minor
Like a minor holiday

Getting late for decision
What's that waiting about?
Horses are chomping at the bit
And the gate is nearly busted down

Moment before the calm of the storm
And everyone's blood goes wild
Except yours and mine