1. |
You Boys Lie (Down)
03:39
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You boys Lie
Tell me that she’s crazy
You boy’s lie
Say she doesn’t matter
And who are you
To think you really know me
The pasts my own
But don’t forget you have one too
Pre-chorus
I fall down
Straight into your arms
Watch me shatter
‘cause I love you
CHORUS
Down, down, down
I take myself down with you
Down, Down Down
I take myself down with you
It won’t be the first time
You won’t be the first one
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2. |
Nothing Has Changed
02:37
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chalk lines mark out the world
of stores and cars little boys, little girls
paper hats, presents and candles
banana seats and monkey bar handles
one little boy or one little girl
a Picasso, Monet or a Mozart
nothing has changed
we've just re-arranged
our play things
swing sets fly to the moon
of tree forts and dandelion looms
sticks - a string, an arrow, a bow
paper planes, a soda volcano
one little boy or one little girl
a Brahms, an idol an Einstein
nothing has changed
we've just re-arranged
our play things
one little boy or one little girl
a waitress, a farmer, a poet
nothing has changed
we've just re-arranged
our play things
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3. |
Anne
03:38
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To sleep
is to dream
to dream
you wake no more
you've made a mess of things
oh Anne
To chance
what the day might take
was never your thing
You held the blood
you were my everything
oh Anne
Oh, Anne
Don't you cry
Oh, Anne don’t you cry - Anymore
To sleep is to dream
to dream
You wake no more
you've made a mess of things
oh anne
Oh, Anne
don't you cry
Oh, Anne
Don't you cry
Oh, Anne don't you cry - Anymore
Something has changed on your face
you no longer have a place
and your dress is all packed
and the sheets are in back
to send you on your way
The chains off the door
and they'll walk through once more
and carry you proud
and the air is a flower
that sends you on your way...
Oh, Anne
don't you cry
Oh, Anne
don't you cry
oh, anne
don't you cry
Oh, Anne don't you cry
anymore
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4. |
The Human Court
03:43
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There was a king
a player a queen
and the people
from somewhere
The king went wrong
and murdered his queen
cast by the player
who created the scene
that played him....
like a flute
I'm only human, he said
I'm only human, my friends
I'm only human, he said
he said
The queen was bloody
from toe to head
the last she saw
was the players scene
and the shame was burning
like frostbite and yearning
she said
I'm only human, my friends
I'm only human, my friends
i'm only human, she said
she said
The player had set
the scene that night
he knew the truth
and felt it right
to send them all
to hell and back
he loved his job
Ahhh
That's the story of the player the queen
the people are mad from the awful scene
The towns a wreck
the children are crying...
We're only human, they said
We're only human, they said
we're only human, they said
Ah
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5. |
The Lifeline of Jim
04:57
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v1
The lifeline of Jim
lays long and deep on his palm
At every intersection
a woman falls short in it's crawl
towards the end
v2
The first one had long blonde strawberry strands
a green eyed falcon
left alone on the tiles
she was found at sunrise
with those wild wide open beautiful dreamer eyes
CHORUS
Everything that man touches dies
tie a rope round his head
or next you know
you'll be dead too
i'm telling you
woman, i'm telling you
if it wasn't for the blood
running through his veins
he could wash himself clean
and avoid all this blame
v3
The second he married
of a non descript sort
18 years than they buried
a daughter who froze, declothed
in montana snows
CHORUS
v4
The woman with his eyes
baby blue and talon tongued
sits in the sun, contemplates
and fantasizes
her imaginary line
of Jim's life
CHORUS
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6. |
Don't Change
04:09
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Don't leave me here
dance with me
in new york city
You'll be
my july
here in October winds
Don't Change
with these leaves
Dance with me
around Mulberry
through the east side
Your my love
and I live to see you smile
Don't Change
with these leaves
Time moves
through the trees
first village snow
I know
you decided to go
but think of me here
in New York City
Don't Change
when you leave
think of me here
in New York City
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7. |
The Bad Girl
03:11
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This addiction, between my fingers
A reminder, of how hard it is to quit
And I’m not, a bitch
And the only bad girl I’ll be
Is the one
Who is waiting
Waiting for you to see
Chorus
I meant everything I did
I meant everything I did
V2
What was it – that happened
That night upon your floor
What was it – I said
That made you hate me more
With no words – to answer
You had to use your hands
Chorus
I meant everything I did
I meant everything I did
BRIDGE
Cold was the grave we dug
And music never played
Dancing wasn’t in us love
And you always played the Saint
V3
So tell me, what should I
Well, what’s a girl to do?
You were wasted and empty
I fell in love with you
I held the apple, on my head
Then I lifted up my skirt
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8. |
Whiskey and Bourbon
03:21
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hits a taste on every bud
brings a warmth into the blood
cradles down the long days fire
bathes the lips in tingly spires
well that's whiskey and bourbon
we'll that's whiskey and bourbon
we'll that's whiskey, bourbon
and some old fashioned yearning
cures the brain of polite behavior
starves devil and clenches the savior
draws the night like a soldiers gun
and hits the nerves and every hair
well that's whiskey and bourbon
well that's whiskey and bourbon
we'll that's whiskey bourbon
and some old fashioned yearning
love me, love me love me love me cherry
love me love me love me love me - twist
love me love me love me love me sweetly
love me love me love me love me neatly
well that's whiskey and bourbon
well that's whiskey and bourbon
we'll that's whiskey bourbon
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9. |
Raincheck Banjolin
05:36
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I remember your hands
Soft and slow like linen
And I can still see your eyes
Tired and frighted with age
You’d come to see me on the stage
And not remember my name
But look me in the eyes
And love me just the same
CHORUS
And what I’d not give
To hear that old banjo play
I’m told in your day
There wasn’t much you couldn’t say
With the sound of your heart
Playing out through your string
V2
Seems a useless sentiment
To be missing you now
When I had my chance
And I let you walk alone
But someday when it rains
And I’m tired and thin
I’ll meet you in the sunshine
And bring your old banjolin
CHORUS
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10. |
Marigolds
02:46
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I’ve found a strange sort of balance
Here on a moonbeam
My own little planet
Up ahead
See how it glows
Marigold land
I’ve found a strange sort of lovin’
Up here
See how we glow
In the marigold air
I’ve found a strange sort of balance
Up here
On moonbeam
It’s my own little planet
Up ahead
See how it glows
Marigolds
Remember marigolds they sprayed
Across the wooden planks they layed
And I thought
That I would never live again
Remember how they wilted soon
The sun was hot it was high noon
And you know, I never thought I’d live again
I’ve found a strange
Sort of lovin
Up here
On a raindrop
And the coldness
Fills the air
With marigolds
I’ve found a strange sort of balance
Up here
On my own little moon beam
Marigolds
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11. |
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SHINE
Shine, on me
Shine, please
Shine, on me
Shine, please
What your thinking
I’ll find the strength for
What your giving
I’ll take like an angel
Just shine, on me
Shine, please
Shine, on me
Where your going
I want to be there
What’s your story
Are you going alone
Just Shine, on me
Bridge:
On the square of the light on the floor
They are bathing and everything is sweet
The panics breaking, I see her rise
The world is shaking, but she is kind
Shine, on me
Oohs
Hidden Track: Poor Old Charlie
Charlie Barton grew up
west of the Missouri
always in a hurry
to live his life well
he started riding horses
before he could be broken
an Assiniboine had spoken
said charlie had a gift
he liked to travel lonely
so he could watch the wind blow
or see the western sky glow
while riding through the plains
chorus
poor old charlie
they dug an inch to shaller
and everyday
you can still hear him holler
bury me deeper
i can still feel the rain
he met a little filley
got himself a trailer
never felt a failure
although he couldn't give her kids
pulled her from the brush fire
that put them back to zero
to us he was a hero
although she died that night
CHORUS
as children we would meet him
fishing poles in hand
to us he was an old man
although he played us to the bone
he'd make lassos from the wheatgrass
so we could rope the gophers
while trottin to our mothers
wavin charlie home
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