1. |
Been A Long Time
04:37
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Been a long time since you played,
With a girl like Barb McRae (Been a long time)
Growing up in the Bay
Not a lot of sun after May (It's a dark day)
Pulling up in the rain
Lay your claims on a brighter day (It's the only way)
Sun begins to fade
Lost our youth where we laid
Late at night
Not a star in the sky
You're all mine
This time
Up in the dunes where we laid
Wind and fog, overhead (The sun will fade)
Coyotes pass through the night
We held on tight to a shaky love (You're all I have)
Moving gets in the way
Of simple times and shorter days (We can only wait)
Last I saw your face
It was blank and calm
End of the race
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2. |
Bigger Life
07:10
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In the passing gale / you will blow away
Under trees in the fall / you will savor shade
Between lines in the snow / you will think of me
When the sun starts its fall / dark light can breathe
Girls next door always have the biggest hearts
And the boys in the street, always willing to place their bets
On a bigger life, in a bigger town, whatever’s next
On a bigger life, in a bigger town, loves they haven’t met
If the price we pay is worth enough
For the time we trade to gather stuff
With the games we play, we’re out of luck
And it’s one for all, and none for me
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3. |
Remains of Day
04:50
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Liz and Gary Jones woke up one summer day
In plumes of rising smoke, to find their home ablaze
It's been a long time since we've prayed
Picked a couple gems and signs of better days
The heat that filled the room almost made them want to stay
Don't get lost now in the fray
If we stay, we can paint the hills in grey
Watch the blaze, as it takes time to shape the plane
And all we've lost, will blow so far away
And what remains, will grow now another day
How the room could feel so cold in the blindness of the fire
The couch became a boat as tides of smoke rose higher
What a price now that we pay
The door was busted through, exposed and tangled wires
The sky without a view, hung low with grey desire
It's been a long time since we've prayed
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4. |
Oklahoma
06:00
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There on the back steps
You gave me the cold sweats
You came from a long line
of farmers and half-breds
All in shame
Blood on your horses
Change comes slow
In the lines of your coarse hands
Oklahoma
To the east of Tennessee
If the Gods don’t show ya
Come away with me
Walking in your steps
Like I was your brother
Took the law in our hands
Living straight was the trouble
No blame
Down went your uncle
Change comes quick
When the heart’s just a muscle
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5. |
Rest Area
03:12
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No one around | Wyoming Town
Popped a tent | Who's my friend?
Parked the car | Breathe in
Checked the temp | Breathe out
All in a day
Exit sign | Montana sky
Blue for miles | not much alive
Wheels are down | Hitched a ride
Morning comes | Rest my eyes
All in a day
Must be some other way
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6. |
AM Blues
05:27
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Don't let me stay for too long
I'll get up inside and rise up through your lungs
It's a simple tale of love gone wrong
It'll take your life and live on in this song
Cause when your ghost arrives
You won't believe your eyes
It's a cruel disguise
For your last dance
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7. |
Hold Still
02:24
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Hold still | don't blink | miles of bills | and you sink
I will | dig deep | no well | will take me
Don't look back where you came
There's little truth that remains
Papa Joe and Sister Rain
Shake their heads in disdain
Down below, you’re just a man
From up above, there is a plan
I will | dig deep | no well | will take me
Hold still | don't blink | might as well | give in
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8. |
Heaven's Bus
05:53
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Some of us, hung right back, for the second bus
It came right up, in a belt of dust, that's heaven's bus
Made of love, through the clouds, in god we trust
None of us, looked back down, from heaven's bus
And it came...
Like a dove
in the rain...
from up above
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