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Heaven Is A Knife
01:52
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Since you let me heaven is a knife//I should like to walk that path with you//since you get me heaven is a knife//I should like to walk that path with you.
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Longhorn Ocarina
02:57
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I was on a wintermission//to dissolve that evil silence//when I learned through my own wishing I was close//I had my longhorn ocarina//and my antelope canteen on me//just because I never built that song before//I had to walk for many miles//to confront that awful racket//when I learned of ancient smiles that they’d adored//I had my longhorn ocarina//and my antelope canteen on me//just because I never built that song before//I had my longhorn ocarina//and my antelope canteen on me//just because I never built that song before//I was on a wintermission//to destroy that evil silence//when I learned through my own admission I was wrong//I had my longhorn ocarina//and my antelope canteen on me//just because I never built that song before.
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Narragansett
03:08
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I was at the time invincible//had a couple friends convinced until//I took the old canoe out on the Narragansett//always heading home because I can’t sit still//I was at the time inebriated//had a couple wines in need of hatred//so I took the old canoe out on the Narrangasett//always heading home because I can’t sit still//there’s no delay//until I say//we all go down as one//we will go down as one//I was for a time so sad and lonely//had a few regrets what-ifs and if-onlys//I took the old canoe out on the Narragansett//such little I then knew when I was standing still//I took the old canoe out on the Narragansett//there’s no decay//unless I say//we all do down as one//we will go down as one//and we tried our best//now lay to rest//we all do down as one//we will go down as one.
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I Was Still Young
01:30
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I can look back and remember the time//when I was still young and in charge of my life//I could see happiness happen for days//I was still young in control of my ways//I was still young and in charge of my life//now when I sit and I stare at the bay//I’m getting old no control of my ways//I was still young and in charge of my life//I could see happiness happen a lot//I would be glad to just give all I got//I was still young and in charge of my life//I could see happiness happen for days//I was still young in control of my ways.
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Far down short of the cat’s eye ocean//we saw like a brown pebble sit in the sun//a feather of smoke and a boat like a split berry//a long day had begun//far down below the broad burned ocean//like a cat’s eye pupiled by the loops of the moon//you stood bleak behind a limestone mountain//the long day would end soon//the long day will end soon//you’ve got to give up your heart to the hawks//spare no expense when you sail down the river//in your defense you fill find that it’s quicker if you go//far down below//far down we heard a noise like a sharp head of water//looking for stones in the moment that I sought her//you’ve got to give up your heart to the hawks//spare no expense when you sail down the river//and give up your heart to the hakws.
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An Apology Song
03:16
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Don't know what I did wrong//but I wrote you an apology song//every time I see your face I wonder//don't know what else I can say//so I'll take you out to lunch someday//every time I hear your voice I ponder//I have a hunch you ain't speaking to me//don't know if this will help//but I love you more than I love myself//every time I see your face I know//so I'm singing this apology song//'cause I hate to see your face look long//every time I feel your touch I wonder//I have a hunch you ain't speaking to me for whatever reason//whatever the reason whatever the reason I don't know whatever the reason I still care//and someday I'll ask//don't know what it was I did wrong//but I wrote you an apology song//every time I see your eyes I ponder//don't know if this will help//but I love you more than I love myself//every time I see your face I know...
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In The Memory Cages...
03:49
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In the memory cages//when the memory ages//and the memory changes//when the memory changes//all I know is stored away//in the memory cages//in developing stages//when the memory changes//and the memory ages//when the memory ages//all I've known gets thrown away//it can't be safe from yesterday//I heard them call your name and it was loud//'cause it's hard to say//the things I think are so cliche//I have to bite my lip just to be proud//in a tropical climate//when the memory times it//and the memory don't give a shit//'cause the memory hates it//all I know is stored away//what's that sound?//I know it gets you down//where's that gate?//I'm going straight to hell//what's that sound?//I know it brings you all around//to the memory cages//in the memory cages//in developing stages//when the memory ages//yeah the memory changes//all I've known gets thrown away//it can't be safe from yesterday//I heard them call your name and it was loud//'cause it's hard to say//the things I think are all cliche//I have to bite my tongue just to be proud.
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I gotta get changed//to go out and see my lady//I gotta get changed//to go out and have a good time//I gotta get paid//so I can take out my baby//I gotta get paid//so I can go and have a good time//I gotta look nice//when I hit the town with my lady//I gotta look nice//so I can impress all her friends//I hope I get it right//I don't wanna let my baby down//I hope I get it right//and I just might//I gotta wear shoes when I'm dancing with my baby.
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Princeton
02:05
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I was on the Princeton when she went down//I was one of those who made it out//with all of my limbs attached//and I could hear the trumpets in the background//forever thankful banking on the simple fact//that my head is clear//lucky to be here//living life seems easy on the surface//but I was on the battleship that killed off several heads of state//and let me state for all intents on purpose//I’m agitated hate to be a part of history//it’s not up to me//lalala//what can you do?//it’s not up to you//my head is clear//lucky to be here.
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Song For Swans
02:21
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Ducks in a row and you can’t go home no you can’t go home//you put your ticket in always wondering where you’ll roam//when you come to visit//when you come to visit me you have no choice//a swan in the snow is a short stone’s throw is a short stone’s throw//while the blood was trickling//you were snickering//you didn’t know//when you come to visit//when you come to visit me I hear your voice//when you come to visit//when you come to visit me you have no choice//oh won’t you please progress confess something of which you’ll be proud//a swan in the snow is a short stone’s throw is a short stone’s throw//you punched your ticket in//I was wondering//who let go?
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Get your mug into the sink when you’re done taking a drink//and I can only offer you ways to help yourself//put yourself into my shoes what would you then have you do?//and I can only offer you ways to help yourself//I can only offer you praise if you help yourself//get yourself into my shoes what would you have you then do?//what would you do in my position?//would you have a solution?//would you make a resolution that we both could accept and never reject?//get your mug into the sink when you’re done taking a drink//it would make the morning go smoother//do you think I’m a loser just because I choose to keep my house looking true?//I love to share a house with you.
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Captain Kidd
04:20
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Keep on pressing past the precipice of messing this up//take the blame and name your price//thrice is twice too much for my love//no it doesn’t matter what I did//you can call me Captain Kidd//I’m the one with my t-shirt tucked into my jeans//let’s see what tomorrow means//keep on rolling by the water’s high you’re fine with your life//take the blame and name your price//thrice is nice but heaven is a knife//no it doesn’t matter where I show//I’m Captain Kidd and I’ll only go//where everyone will know my name//I hope tomorrow’s the same//keep on pressing past the precipice of messing this up//take the blame and name your price//thrice is twice too much for my love//and it doesn’t matter what I do//I’m Captain Kidd it’s not up to you//I’m the one with my t-shirt tucked into my brain//no it doesn’t matter where I go//I’m Captain Kidd and I’ll only show you//where I hid my treasure if it’s no pain//let’s see if tomorrow’s the same//I hope tomorrow’s the same//yeah I got a buried treasure that I keep on Gardiners Isle//you can try to find it but it just might take awhile//yeah I got a sacred vessel that I keep on Buzzard’s Bay//you can try to get there but it just might take all day.
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Eastern Phoebes Newport, Rhode Island
Eastern Phoebes was a band on Earth in the 21st century.
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