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Dump Truck
05:03
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After the taillights fade away to shades of black and smoky gray
The embers burned into the carpet after the smell of daylight quit
The cracks in the floorboard were made today
I listened to muted calls all day
After the ash tray blew away; strong northern winds versus hollow clay
Pissing on ivy, charcoal, porches, daylight breaks with no more warnings
And with all these blood stains on the floor, I don’t know what to believe anymore
Cat tails, black, and crabgrass, brown- I don’t know when all this came to town
I’d swear on all these empty nights if I waking up most days wasn't a fight
I’d swear on hectic, stressful days, if I could get a moment to break away
I swear I won’t sleep well tonight, covered in candle wax, all my fears in sight
And I can't do this anymore
No I can't stand up straight anymore
After I tried to lock the door, the hinges stuck to this torn up floor
The liquor cabinet’s locked tonight- all I hope is that we’re all right
I’ve left the light on to get things done and let neighbors reign destruction
Tonight my bed is finally warm but with these violent winds my heart is a storm
And I can't do this anymore
No I can't stand up straight anymore
I can't move and I can't sleep
These fragile bones, trapped in between the sheets
I'm longing for a sense of home
This fragile roof, it can't support its own
And I can't do this anymore
No I can't do this anymore
No I can't do this anymore
And I can't stand up straight anymore
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Himalayan Blues
04:03
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Alone up here on K2
Alone, I don't know what I can do
Without you, without you
These freezing peaks miss seeing you
It's winter here all year 'round
I'm not lost but sure as hell I'm not found
Without you
It is freezing in this home without you
They run, and they run when they see me
I run and I run when they see me
They scream and they scream when they see me
I scream and I scream when they see me
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Bering Strait
04:53
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There are no starry skies
Or so I'd like to think
I've got no room for surprises
Or for another drink of you
With every shadow that passed in to view
I thought my heart would stop when it was finally you
I'm like an empty boat
If you're the Bering Strait
You'd have the power to wreck me
But I'd still think you're great
There's only one way out
I've done about all I can do
I'm happy you're here to see this one through
And I hope that you're happy too
We were standing in the kitchen
And it looked like rain
You said I looked handsome
I thought you were insane
There's only one way out
I've done about all I can do
I'm happy you're here to see this one through
And I hope that you're happy too
With every shadow that passed
Each one that came in to view
I thought my heart might just break down and stop
When it was finally you
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Vivian the Band Seattle, Washington
The aural equivalent of scraping the freezer burn off the top of a pint of ice cream you forgot about. But, like, it's your favorite flavor, so it still turns out pretty good. And when you finish it, you put on some slides, drive three blocks to a mini mart, and buy more. But then you feel bad you didn't walk, cuz it was only three blocks. You then pass out on the couch and all the ice cream melts ... more
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