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all our pleasures
02:54
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with pears in case we're hungry
and feet that know the path
questions we've rehearsed and never asked
the leaves are wet and chiming
the sound i remember now
water rushing past us underground
and all the lights stay open
and all the cars are stopped
and each and every mailbox comes unlocked
and never is the moment
every once in a while
the quiet goes away and then you smile
where all our pleasures go
and all our thoughts recline
and half of what is yours will now be mine
where all our pleasures go
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parallel apts
02:20
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i love a stranger's smile, i love a friendly dog
i can have fun with a racket and a tennis ball
i like an early night, like maybe 5pm
i love a middle night phone call from my friends
i see a lot of folks doing a lot of good
i choose to think that we would do this better if we could
i like a little salt, i like a quiet song
i love it when the answer's been there all along
i like a leisure stroll, i dig a piece of pie
i'm not worried about a list of stuff i want to buy
i love a little nap, i like a licorice pipe,
i dig an underwater wheelie on a motorbike
i like the foggy nights, i love the starry sky
i love the pillow where i get to look into your eyes
so should i throttle back, or should i hit the gas?
there's only one of you, there's only one of me
i love to stunt and make a friend out of an enemy
i love a....
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meter maid
03:15
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they flew through the gate and ran up the stairs
all the way back and all the way there
lovers inside and a little bit scared
and feel something good would soon happen
down the path, over the wall
was that a fox or an otter they saw?
wherever you love is wherever you fall
but who's really brave when they're falling?
hands keep touching in accident
hands keep touching on accident
it wasn't no accident, it wasn't no accident
back though the lane, STEP the hour is late
the guard at the station is closing the gate
of a sudden all the traveler's goodbyes made them melt
and a lump in their throat 'cause they knew what they felt
and they turned around and kissed them 'cause
that night was all there was
it was bigger than them, bigger than love
bigger than anything
and that's why i don't know
if it ever really matters which way you go
who got the compass tell you what direction love is?
love is
and that's why i don't know
if it ever really matters which way you go
they don't know half of what they say
they don't know why it works this way
we keep running from day to day and do more biz
but love is
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first branch
04:25
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man, don't take me for a ride
i've got business back inside
the way is bumpy, yes i know
and yes, we've still got miles to go
miles to go, miles to go
and miles before we even know
if all these sacrifices made
can turn the tide and win the day
so we could all just head on home
but no we've still got miles to go
i remember but not quite
when we just used to sleep at night
and sometimes i would take my coat
and wander out into the road
staggering under the stars
and knowing all of them were ours
and knowing i should be asleep
or else tomorrow i'd be beat
and keeping my voice low,
i'd say 'we've still got miles to go'
miles to go, miles to go
and we might have to build the road
miles to go, miles to go
i'm going to go down this road as far as it goes
i don't care if i end up flat broken-hearted
i'm not one to stop when i've already started
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real fuzzy
03:17
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loosened hem, soft and reckless
eucalyptus, late for breakfast
idle strolling, sidewalk barefoot
parked the car, still no haircut
drop on by, door was open
beautiful and out of focus
open window, sudden smile
tangled sheets, lips on fire
humming loud, almost singing
feet up, leaned back, phone keeps ringing
hello, hello! and then a smile
friends reach out after a while
easy steps, loose in my sleeves
that feeling: it feels good to breathe
necklace out, too flamboyant
brand-new i try to avoid it
disappointment, sudden loss
when morning comes its all forgot
one more day, one more hour
one more daydream in the shower
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boatyard
02:31
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give me an old boatyard with shady sand
let all the awkward seabirds land
i'll park my car and give away the key
make sure it's quiet there but i don't mind
if the wind makes all the branches chime
i like the smell of coffee from the camp
the squeaky sand, twelve kinds of green
the smell of old stale gasoline
the faded paint yeah that's my favorite kind
if there within my reverie
my hundred lives came back to me
i'd greet them all and walk them around
and lay this foolish self on down
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all along the way
02:33
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i saved my coins and bills
and bought that ticket train
my baggage were my smiles
what of them i don't know became
all along the way, every mile it seemed
i thought about you dear
not on purpose, more like dreams
i was keeping to myself
keeping this alive
i tend to open too much doors
but i keep it all in stride
creatures don't hold hands
black holes just eat stars
the things we never did
they're lined up like parked cars
a blessing on my books
and a blessing for you dear
lets take up these reins and plow
what if we only have one year?
all along the way, every mile it seemed
i thought about you dear
not on purpose, more like dreams
i was keeping to myself
keeping this alive
i tend to open too much doors
but i keep it all in stride
all along the way, all along the way
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meteor
03:05
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there you were crouched in the sand like a meteor
anodyne mischief co-present cumulative radicals
we wanted to sing but everybody else felt differently
and the song was just only for that moment so anyways
anyways
inform that distant keepsake quantum queen
from here by the creek in the canyon
of the sandy blue evening year
feeling so moved by the moment you move
and make the breathing right
and your hands making motions on the edges
of what is almost possible
there you were crouched in the sand like a meteor
breathing the everywhere-starred and breathing there
we knew it would be too late for everything
not given free... eventually
and the comments of the ever-loose
verdict file speaking crowd: unraveling
boat on the night
boat on the night lake
forgetful
boat on the night lake
boat
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i been waiting
02:41
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why ain't you got the sense to call me, call me?
i been waiting for you
at the drugstore, sunday, making a call
on the payphone, leaning up against the wall
when you walked in, shot me a look and i caught it
picked up a couple of comic books and bought them
turned around and said, 'hey you got a nice bike'
'you want to ride it on over to my house tonight?'
all i know is that you're killing this, killing this man
i been waiting, i been checking the clock
everybody said that this don't make sense
but you make the fire, i pitch the tent
your eyes bright and your cheeks get red
get red
get red
get red
get red
why ain't you got the sense to call me, call me?
i been waiting for you
at the drugstore, sunday, making a call
on the payphone, leaning up against the wall
when you walked in, shot me a look and i caught it
picked up a couple of comic books and bought them
turned around and said, 'hey that's a nice bike'
'you want to ride it on over to my house tonight?'
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other stars
03:51
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breathe and smile and go slow
smile and laugh and just flow
laugh and pray and do right
pray and shake it all night
give and know that you're real
know and trust what you feel
trust and live because if you
live and give you feel love
lets break on three and go long
keen on maps and shades and ping pong
make a date for the afternoon and get gone
i've been listening in the dark and quiet so long
on the dock in my mind at night for new songs
are there other worlds, other stars
other dreams, not more than ours?
are there other towns, other tribes
other fights every night?
other queens holding hands
and making love with other mens?
are there other birds that look below
other clues we need to know?
could i make it out, leap the fence
find a girl who pays the rent
and dance along the old canal
sharing wine with all our pals
or will i be ashamed of what i did
not do to help them build a bridge?
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11. |
tennis in the rain
02:49
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12. |
farewell to the mtn
03:18
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i may not come to these mountains again
farewell to the mist and to the mountain
clouds sprinkle drops of rain
farewell to summer days
farewell to the mist and to the mountain
i may not come to these mountains again
farewell to the mist and to the mountain
and to the mountains...
i may not come to these mountains again
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13. |
wailaki
03:26
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