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Black Ocean
07:12
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Won't you stay for awhile?
The east winds are running wild
We'll make fools of our hopes
Make amends with the ghosts
And the placards for my soul
Will hang from below
the great inside...the great inside
The way those tides come to zenith
The blackest I've ever seen it
Weep at the sound of the slow horn
Wishing the time to be reborn
There's a dead man on the boat
Who will guide you to the moat
And the waters will rise
To wet you in the thighs
And you'll fasten the ropes
Just to keep your head afloat
The endless tide...the endless tide
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2. |
Holiday
03:39
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Holiday....holiday
When will it come
Holiday
To break us down like bums
Holiday
Will it come
This house is made of endless stairs
Keeps the spirits running around the clock
We tell ourselves this is a great disguise
Looking past those big kid eyes
Some company...some company
That we keep
Some company
Just as flawed
As you and me
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3. |
Roads
05:02
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Words by J.R.R. Tolkien
Roads / go ever ever on
Over rock / and under tree
By caves / where never sun has shone
By streams / that never find the sea
Over snow / by winter sown
And through the merry / flowers of June
Over grass / and over stone
And under / mountains of the moon
Eyes / that fire and sword have seen
And horror / in the halls of stone
Look at last / on meadows green
And the trees / and the hills / they have long known
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4. |
First Time
03:15
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Let’s take the pass on the eastern side
Where the treeline clips it wide
Off the rails and in the ground
Sunk in, outside of town
Kicked a job or two around
For the price of wood in hand
Unplugged and eating sand
In Davenport with my old man
Maybe I’m lost for the first time
Won’t get crossed before I get mine
No turning back on these Western times
Where you set up in my mind
It’s a trade for a simpler life
Pages turn from day to night
You may got something to hid alright
But old news doesn’t travel fast
If it ain’t us, it’s just the past
Maybe I’m lost for the first time
Won’t get crossed before I get mine
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5. |
Ones I've Never Liked
03:58
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Cautious gamblers at the height of their return
tip their glasses with the sacrificial burn
They come in droves with prescriptions for pain
reciting scripture for the ones that remain
Say a prayer tonight
Say a prayer for the first time in your life
Say a prayer for the ones I never liked
Say a prayer for the last time in my life
Junked up rascals on the high road to dawn
filling the air with their sacrificial pawns
Falling heavy on the curb like a bag of leaves
the weight of days must be some kind of disease
Say a prayer tonight
Say a prayer for the first time in your life
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6. |
Come Undone
04:30
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If I decide, to replace
the time
that divides
the day from the night
I’ll come undone
at the first sign of light
Let’s go out to dead man’s cove
and it’s alright if you say no
cause on this night
I’ll play my own hand
and pull the kelp
from the cold sand
You’ve come undone like the tides
and you fight for me like I’m the prize
but when this ends
we’ll be the ground
and the songs we sing
will have no sound
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7. |
Still Life
03:40
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I will turn you inside out
I will lose this bout
Your life is a still life
Your life is still
I will turn you inside out
I will lose this bout
Your life is a still life
Your life is still
Arrive at the place that you came from
Simple truths won't let you down
Holding fast, and going round
Nothing like a house without a town
And all that you got
is this hole in the ground
You got yourself a name
If they would only call you out
I will turn you inside out
Between the air of the slanted rain
And if there ever was any doubt
It dissipated over sunless plains
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8. |
We're Alright
04:40
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You’re alright with your vices
You’re a surefire crisis
You’re in love with an idea
And it makes everything, so plain and clear
Yeah, it’s alright
We can name our own god
Cause in the next life
I sure as hell won’t try so hard
There’s a picture in my head
And I swear you were passing
In a cryptic sleight of face
You knew it’d be the last one
Yeah, it’s alright
We can name our own god
Cause in the next life
I sure as hell won’t try so hard
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Cazadero San Rafael, California
Cazadero mixes 70s darkly-tuned cosmic Americana with Nashville vibes and moody living room jams.
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