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Terri's Revelation
01:13
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AZKpByV5764
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Marriage
03:37
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Lights out gold teeth
warm beer cold meat
You wave no more
through open doors
Marriage
Big room cold sigh
please stay don't lie
We wait for what
We wait for what
Marriage
Lights out gold teeth
Warm beer cold meat
You wave mo more
through open doors
Marriage
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Hot Black Joe
02:38
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Now they want coffee
Hot black joe
So I must be ready
when the burner starts to glow
We're building a bridge for them
So please come across
with your fire, and hunger, and hammers
and pictures of us from when we were young.
Your coffee is almost done.
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I mean, am I right?
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Tucson
04:36
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Many a long day I sit here all alone
To my left I lay my bible, the brightest book I own
The cold wind moves the pages, but the book stays on the ground
When the wind blows through the pages, it makes the strangest sound
Many a long day have my eyes longed to see
My teeth have ached to taste
My thoughts have longed to be
But I can hear the devil's footsteps, clear as a midnight train
And I can smell the lightning, but I never feel no rain
Many long day spent talking to the wind
The cold pity of the buzzards
The moon's nicotine stained grin
They say the end comes like a whisper,
a silence like a scream
And if it take me before I wake I pray to God that I don't dream
Many a long day I sit here all alone
to my left I lay my bible, its grown heavy as a stone
when I lift it I hear laughter that chills me to the bone
And it hits me like an arrow, I've never been alone
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6. |
The Search for Pancho
00:55
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That Door
04:04
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There are doors, and there are doors.
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Journey to the end
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I'm watching the clouds go by
I'm watching the clouds go by
the empty robes of angels drift across a yellow sky
Memories waiting in the rye
Memories waiting in the rye
to take me to that apple tree where we strung him up so high
I dream he is holding my hand
I dream he is holding my hand
but I slip between his fingers like tiny grains of sand
Brother I saw you swing
Brother I watched you swing
from tires as a young boy tied to trees with string
(chorus)
It's Autumn and I'm waiting for red ripe fruit to fall
The branches shake but they will not drop
They will not drop at all
Its Autumn and I'm hungry
The apples rot but will not fall
And now that you're hung so high
your shadow's grown so tall
Did you think I would leave as I was told
Did you think I would leave as I was told
when you gave him all the light and left us in the cold
We always loved him the best
We always loved him the best
no blood was spilled the day we stilled the beating in his chest
You taught me to never tell a lie
You taught me to never tell a lie
well your golden boy was shaking as we dragged him off to die
I'm watching the clouds roll in
I'm watching the clouds roll in
the empty robes of angels come to wash away our sins
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