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Wild Goose
04:11
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Wake up Sunday morning,
Looking right on over at you,
Wishing I didn't need to sleep at night I know its all a waste of time.
The sun taps on my window,
Lets me know that I'm alive,
Someday the sun might not rise but I say thats fine because today ought to be alright.
Look out behind you,
Run around, tie your shoes,
Get loud, give me the news,
Looks like its caught up to you.
I can see every moment,
Sitting in the palm of my hand,
Oh I watch it slip between the tips of my fingers before it sinks to the floor of the well.
Sometimes I wonder,
If I'll ever drink from the spring,
Maybe the fount is really filled with piss because God knows how much of it is mine.
Look out behind you,
Run around, tie your shoes,
Get loud, give me the news,
Looks like its caught up to you.
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My Tree
03:14
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Walking where no one can bother me, not me, I'm free,
I can feel the earth beneath my feet, just me, bare feet,
My ma said to get down from that tree, that tree, can you please?
Can you get out of my tree x4
Spring tells me he's sorry that he's late, that's okay, I'm the same,
Sometimes I like to roll around in the dirt, just dirt, won't hurt,
Who ever though that they could tell me whats me, my tree.
Can you get out of my tree x4
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3. |
Go Home
04:14
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Woke up late again,
Try to wipe my eyes of all regret,
Sigh and shake my head,
My jacket smells of cigarettes.
Where have I been,
Wheres my mind, or at least whats left,
Wheres my self control,
By wheres the day that you went wrong.
I want to go home x4
I've had enough,
Of my memories covered in rust,
What happens next,
Breakfast with my head in my hands,
Where have I been,
Wheres my mind, or at least whats left,
Wheres my self control,
By wheres the day that you went wrong.
I want to go home x4
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4. |
Cold Feet
03:53
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In the river can't feel my toes,
But I know that they are there,
Some things I'm not so certain of,
Can laughter really be tears?
Turn around see you sitting in the sand,
Thinking too far ahead,
Those eyes are just what I need,
Prescription to fix my cold feet.
Red winged blackbird babe, give me one more day,
Bittersweet you're a honeybee this is gonna sting,
Rain drops on a window pane, wash away
Red winged blackbird, don't go away
On the other side of the stream,
Know all too well what I see,
Theres a man with my soul in his hands,
The grip doesn't get any looser my friend,
My feet are cold but I don't want to leave,
Not as long as I know that you're sitting behind me.
Red winged blackbird babe, give me one more day,
Bittersweet you're a honeybee this is gonna sting,
Rain drops on a window pane, wash away
Red winged blackbird, don't go away
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5. |
Zoo Kid 2
03:54
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Where are all the animals it's 3 am, I'm tired of all this shit,
Sometimes I like to look at my feet when I walk until I hit something and fall,
I'm still awake because sleep means that I wake up alone,
How old is too old to enjoy the zoo before they come and get you?
La da da da da da da
Do you really grow up?
Ticket stubs and picture mugs are all thats left of those who come and go,
Take a penny leave a penny in the pond and watch it sink in the mud,
Scratch and sniff stickers don't smell the same when they are stuck on the bathroom stall,
How old is too old to enjoy the zoo before it catches up with you?
La da da da da da da
(phat solos)
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6. |
Zoo Kid 3
03:15
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I saw a ghost under my front porch,
He said just come with me and you'll see,
A place, a path that leads you back,
Just where you want it to,
So I drove with my eyes closed I can't see,
The road in front of me
The signs all said turn back, dead end,
Is this how it's supposed to be?
Stop and pull off to the side of the road,
The cops are yelling at me,
Look back the cloufd of dust is thick,
I cant see my way back home,
The tears stream down my face I cry,
Someday we are all going to die,
Tomorrow the sun might not rise and that's fine,
Fine by me.
A bridge a boat my car doesn't know,
Which way to go from here,
Break through the rail off into the air,
Eyes still closed you see,
It's all okay can't swim anyway,
But that's just fine by me,
Cant' see the bottom of the sea,
Fine by me
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mat Chicago, Illinois
hello,
its me. love happiness death and sorrow. we all just a dog looking forward to the next time we can lift our leg. juice pack small snack man this music wack mat.
boogie on brother
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