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The Tourist
04:06
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I'm not jealous, I just wish you were gone.
You like singing well, make this your swan song.
If you have love up in the sun
Don't throw it out, to be princess of gutter scum.
You see sultry riches, a savage d'amor
I see a shunned god with a fetish for the pure -
You think you're free, caught in his net.
What did he promise he'd give
what did he say you'd forget?
You may be innocent, you may be untouched but
Just look into the darkness, your morals will adjust
What looks clear in daylight tends to look grey at dusk.
I am older than your oldest books
I have seen more than you might guess from my good looks
No I don't compete but I do keep score.
Honey, if you're out to test me then you're opting for war.
Don't play so ignorant, you took the bait
You got a little something, now the fisherman gets to celebrate
Oh, if you are smart, you'll look for a way to escape.
Yes a smart girl like you
still has time to escape
Poor little sun fish in our gutter pond
Best be a tourist and honey
tourists don't stay long.
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2. |
Sandpainting
04:35
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I have reoccurring daydreams about sand painting
(All I ever wanted was to stay)
I had nothing to say so I made you a picture with every color I had
(I still felt the tear of giving myself away)
I suspended my emotions in time as the wind blew soft grains away
(For a second I felt connected)
* * * * * * *
now my car doesn’t go that fast and its raining hard
now the music is loud enough to drown out my senses
now my car doesn’t go that fast and its raining hard
now the music is loud enough to drown out my senses
I race to a red light, pause, then slip away
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3. |
Oliver Sacks
03:31
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Oliver Sacks is dying
Oliver Sacks is moving on,
Knew it had to come but -
he's the sort who would always seem too young.
Oliver Sacks is studying
The clouds passing over the ocean and
Oliver Sacks is riding
Emotion.
Oliver Sacks, I wish you
Discoveries
And no worries.
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4. |
Wrecking Ball
02:25
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call me superstitious when i'm not
look over my shoulder no matter what I got
the door's on hinges
what do you need?
sassafras and mint leave your hair sweet
i've been loosing mine since i was 17
I couldn't keep up with you
move like a wrecking ball
down our street
and still you want to hang out with me
so
follow me through the door lion man
the flames will just lick your paws
we gotta empty the closet drawers
we can throw it on the lawn
they're all watching anyway
you don't have to be neat with me
time to get you home
So I set all my clothes up on the street
heads peek out the windows
like i said they don't have tv
I'll put it on sale, I'll follow through
this time you're down, not just on luck
If you show up there's still no time
To sober up, you know
I'll miss you, but what do you need
but wood between your teeth when you bleed?
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5. |
If the Music can Save me
03:30
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If the music can save me I won't have these regrets X 3
Quick split the difference of infinite hold
if I throw these arms open, it's to say I am absolved
touch on freedom to glance the notes
don't try to hold time, your hands will turn into ghosts
A young pianist, trapped in the concert hall
chained to inspirations intermittent call
picture a gun, pointed up against the wall
so he touch the perfect chords, lets them sound, resonate and fall
He stands up sweating, walks to the edge of the stage
stares out at 200 empty chairs
he looks through the window, the seasons have changed
as his heavy breathing slows, he sang
two children running through the snow
away from their backyard, until they stumble
breathless against a great window
and hear the faint tendrils of a song
touching their faces through the glass
they stand transfixed until their skin turns numb
they don't know what it means
but sing it all the way home.
If the music can save me, I won't have these regrets
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6. |
The Night Hold Me Warm
04:59
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What poor girl will I find when you are gone?
The devil calls out sadly to the dawn
The night hold me warm
The night turn me on
The night hold me warm
What true love will I find when you are gone
Hanging on the promise of the dawn . . .
The night hold me warm
The night turn me on
The night hold me warm
And I will stay -
"What cruel miracle could cause demon eyes to glow?"
His angel lover dusts her wings off and turns to go
The night hold me warm
The night turn me on
The night hold me warm
And I will stay -
Well, I know that you could've had any boy
So I felt on display and wanted to make it
I have no excuse, my attention faded
I feel like Lucifer in the moment he sees all that he's traded.
What bare road will I now wander down alone
As the dust rolls me out further from this town
The night hold me warm
The night turn me on
The night hold me warm
And I will stay
Don't you know that I ache for those lost autumn days
When you took me out and showed me all of Austin
Now I sit on the curb, my hands hold my face
Like Lucifer as he sees the gates close to grace
Well, I know that you could've had any boy
So I felt on display and wanted to make it
I have no excuse, my attention faded
I feel like Lucifer in the moment he sees all that he's traded.
What bright light will I trace when you are gone?
Ever nearer in my sight, misfit dawn
The night hold me warm
The night turn me on
The night keep the devil in her song.
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7. |
Lost in Time
04:55
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8. |
But Bring us Stars
03:36
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9. |
These Fears
02:57
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Well I don’t want to wait for you anymore
To open up wide the door you leave cracked
Saying if you have time and find me in your mind
You’ll be there
Well lately I’ve noticed myself breaking plans
So I can keep your name held tight in my hands
I’m distracted from acting on facts my will lacks the ability
To let go
My body shakes when you come near
I don’t know why I have these fears
Well each night I save the last dance for you
My one chance to let this romance shine through
Only when it’s so dark can I let go my heart
And fall into rhythm with you
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