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Nameless
04:20
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roosted up in the twilight
floating in the astral plane
I got no name to call you
nameless you shall remain
nameless you shall remain
I can see you far off
through the lens of a telescope
I can see you in the
dew on the petal of a rose
dew on the petal of a rose
I am a city wanderer
wondering where we went wrong
and I cannot think of anything better to do
than put you down in song
I put you down in song
now that I know you're breathing
now that you’re in my mind
I cannot help but feeling
I’ve been black out all my life
I’ve been black out all my life
blacked out all my life
blacked out all my life
blacked out all my life
roosted up in the twilight
floating in the astral plane
I got no name to call you
nameless you shall remain
nameless you shall remain
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Rewire
03:16
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chipping away at drywall and tearing out the sockets
underneath a busted overhead, god help this apartment
it’s the long-due rewiring of a home, mind, and broken heart
and it’s already started, albeit with much reluctance so far
what’s the point when it’s easier to forget
sleep away the day its easier to forget
sharing a cigarette outside talking outside Charlie’s Kitchen
on the verge of burning out I said, “this is really some Thanksgiving”
when the power of your words ran in a current through my brain
“man, if your fucked up it ain’t your fault but its yours if you stay that way”
what’s the point when it’s easier to forget
leave it ‘til tomorrow it’s easier to forget
if you need a safe place to crash come around
I’ve got a well-lit living room and a comfy couch
in the morning we can sit by the stove and talk all about
how taking good care of yourself ain’t as easy as it sounds
if you need a safe place to crash gimme a shout
I’ve got a pretty view of the sunrise over downtown
in the morning we can sip on some joe and talk all about
how taking good care of yourself ain’t as easy as it sounds
chipping away at drywall a mess of cables on the carpet
it’s a nightmare upstairs, there have been times I’ve almost lost it
winging it D.I.Y. with everything at my disposal
its all error and trial, until the energy flows and the filament glows
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On Highway
03:21
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say it ain’t over
but take it down from the wall
summer’s almost fall
rolling on highway
with a head full of memory rush
so take it slow
slow it down
slow it down
heaven’s got a plan it couldn’t care less if I don’t
I got a pocket full of hope I never give it though I know she wants it
I’ll be down at the lonely river, river, river gonna hold me
heaven’s got a plan it couldn’t care less if I don’t
I got a pocket full of hope I never give it though I know she wants it
I’ll be down at the lonely river, river, river gonna hold me
cut out a trace
lift it up to the light
its only time
dizzying dust
settling on the radiator rust
so take it slow
slow it down
slow it down
heaven’s got a plan it couldn’t care less if I don’t
I got a pocket full of hope I never give it though I know she wants it
I’ll be down at the lonely river, river, river gonna hold me
heaven’s got a plan it couldn’t care less if I don’t
I got a pocket full of hope I never give it though I know she wants it
I’ll be down at the lonely river, river, river gonna hold me
river gonna hold me
river gonna hold me
river gonna hold me
heaven’s got a plan it couldn’t care less if I don’t
heaven’s got a plan it couldn’t care less if I don’t
heaven’s got a plan it couldn’t care less if I don’t
heaven’s got a plan it couldn’t care less if I don’t
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Malina
03:19
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yawning under an awning
of a motel in the middle of nowhere
Oklahoma waiting for the
thunderstorm to pass on by
and as all I left behind is
washing off of my mind in the rain
oh sweet Malina, its a memory of you that remains
tipsy after the party when
you came over back in October
do you remember what it was
that was so funny we could hardly
even breathe and for a moment
I could see it through the tears in your eyes
oh sweet Malina, call it love or call it God on high
with every mile I go west
it seems we’re talking less and less
and though it’s mostly for the best
I guess we’re young and prone to rambling
but I hope you’re out there somewhere
laughing loud and disturbing the peace
oh sweet Malina, just the thought of it brings peace to me
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Pacific Love
04:04
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morning fog is lifting on the lane
and it’s all coming up roses at the cemetery gates
here in Cambria, steeped in the rising sun
I’ve come to feel like someone again
these days, I’m trying to make the most
sweet time is passing, so I’m going up the California coast
when asked where is home, I answer the open road
I know it ain’t so kosh, but I don’t care
the rules erode under the fathoms of
my pacific love
your smile is such a joy to look upon
by noon tomorrow we’ll both be moving on
but I must admit, there’s something beautiful about it
treating this moment as one of a kind
let’s walk over the dunes tonight
take off our clothes underneath the silver light
run into the waves, I won’t negotiate with fate
life is what I make it to be
beneath the ever changing skies above
our pacific love
this is all I’ll ever need
even in the still uncharted dark
there is reason to believe—
and may we! may we,
when things seem they cannot get any worse
remember kindness is wading in the surf
as a seagull flies out from the shadows of the pines
there will always be trial but when
that perennial push comes to shove
I’ll leave it to pacific love
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Brine
03:04
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today, you stay,
I leave, sorry,
family, I only
wish to be
worry-
free
brine is shining on my eyelids
squinting into the autumn breeze
on a balcony up in Amery, oh I
love you farther than I can see
over the flora of eastern Minnesota
laid like an overflowing colorful cornucopia
sprawled across my view, I’m gray and rotten through
with no ounce of gratitude, and no clue
how to be there for me, not to mention you
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Radia
03:06
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blue nostalgia rays
solemn in a cave I came to lay
ascetic, I tried to calm my Cain
now I search endlessly for
Radia, like a light
following the signs she left behind
a static old radio in my mind
with the signal picking up
never knew the corn in the morning shimmer
never knew the heat of Dakota sun
never knew the heart of the hearth in winter
oh, where’s she run? where’s she run?
where’s she run? where’s she run?
Radia, Radia, Radia, Radia
cruising on a high
I’m always happiest when I
forget to think or wonder why
and forfeit everything to
Radia, oh sweet relief
all that I need is her belief
radiating on through the leaves
and into my window
on through the corn in the morning shimmer
on through the heat of Dakota sun
on through the heart of the hearth in winter
oh, here she comes, here she comes,
here she comes, here she comes,
Radia, Radia, Radia, Radia
in the end her distant song
is enough to keep me moving on
I used to think in right and wrong
now I know better thanks to
Radia, my journey lies
under Americana skies
over the hills into the iris
of horizon
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Vintner
03:54
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on my knees in the valley breeze
laboring down the line, clipping vines
throughout the day, I gather other
thoughts to pass the time, and I get on fine
but in my dreams I can’t control
the places my subconscious goes
and in the early morning blue
I find that I’m still waking up with you
in the cellar deep purple is
seeping through the cracks, staining the racks
when I drink I don’t need
to reckon with the past, or face the facts
but in my dreams I can’t escape
the simple truth—I miss you babe
and when I finally come to
I find that I’m still waking up with you
tangled up in time, our little life
it was too much to lose
I’m kissing apologies onto your neck as I’m
(waking up with you)
out in the crowning sun, our little one
is running through the rouge
or is it all in my head? here I go again
(waking up with you)
looking out on the plot
a new vintage will grow, must I be so
self-involved I do recall
it was my choice to go, I know
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9. |
In Tribute
03:08
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among the pottery shards and petroglyphs, a secret of history
is laying dormant under dust in the ancient caves of Tsankawi
and on that afternoon I visited I could feel it resonate
through every chamber of my heart and every channel of my veins
and now I’m zooming between mesa rock and over arid ground
passing the desert brush, purple in the shade of the cotton candy clouds
some people spend their lives trying to prove whether God is real or not
me I have the sense I once knew but I guess I have since forgot
and that’s alright with me, facts are overrated when compared
to kindness, I concede on my way from Albuquerque to I don’t know where
future rolls in front, churches and casinos out the back
a vulture flies above as all these ideologies collapse
into the past, fading in antiquity forevermore
Sangre De Cristo is a name for what was already there before
all the labels are curling at their edges in my head
and love is what it is regardless of the holy books we read
a new source is springing up where the awakening began
a stream of consciousness flowing alongside the Rio Grande
in tribute to the whole, it’s all connecting indefinitely
across the minutes, hours, days and weeks and months and years
and centuries ago I was a Tewa woman dressed in rabbit hide
a turquoise amulet around my neck and the moment in my eyes
standing barefooted in a sea of pink apache plume—
I will belong somewhere again and I have faith it will be soon
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10. |
After Hours
03:24
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in the dim of Seattle after hours when the bars have all closed down
I walk by the harbor boats swaying in the silence of the sound
and drunk as a sailor I look out there and am thinking of you again
they say every end is a new beginning but sometimes it’s just the end
for all of the miles I’m still standing underneath the same moon
Olivia I don’t know what to do with this longing I have for you
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