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Lux
05:46
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It seems I've stopped cascading
And like the moon, my mind is waning
Without you
But I'm set for a new life
Interrogate or don't try
You'll just lose
If you stay here
Oh, I can't get to sleep, dear
You know I don't like to be here
Without you
And there's so much to it
I used to laugh but I outgrew it
And so will you
If you stay here
Bright lights
Turn nights
Into something more glorified
Into something I can idolize
But all I needed was you
Incessant daydreams
I can tell the fake from the real thing
In my sleep
And I used to wonder
If I'd ever make it under
Completely
If I stay here
If I stay here
Oh I'll stay here
Yes, I'll stay here
Bright lights
Turn nights
Into something more glorified
Into something I can idolize
But all I needed was you
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2. |
I Wish I Could Tell You
05:42
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Why should I tell you everything I know
When I'm sure I'll be hearing from everyone you've told?
You can't be trusted
Nobody really can be these days
Why should I tell you everything I've seen
When I know you'll be asking about the hours in between?
You can take it or leave it
I'm lying it on the table now for you
I've been searching for an answer
And I know its hard to find
I've got a feeling that I'm running out of time
It's like I can't even show my face, lord
I can't even go outside
I might be a little down
But I'm just fine
How I wish that I could tell you, but you wouldn't understand
About all this growing tension, and purposeless demands
I've been thinking new things
Things that would send your mind into a null
I've been searching for an answer
And I know its hard to find
I've got a feeling that I'm running out of time
It's like I can't even show my face, lord
I can't even go outside
I might be a little down
But I'm just fine
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3. |
Movie Faces
03:45
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I'm flown in
You're lying in bed
Counting the dead skin on your arms
And on your legs
I haven't sold myself
I've sold violence,
In the name of myself, I'm silent
Like a bird
These Movie Faces haunt my dreams
But they're friends to me
And you point them out in an instance of
Coincidence and irony
I knew you'd get to it
Exposing the scheme of rock and roll
I was hoping that I'd live to see the day
And I've been locked up for four long years
But that's got nothing to do with what got me here
So if I were you, I'd hold my tongue
These Movie Faces haunt my dreams
But they're friends to me
And they look so familiar like something you've seen
On the cover of you're pretty little magazines
And I know that its something you're told to do
I just hope that you
Won't keep me away, it'll fall into place real soon
I'm not well
I'm the only one who can tell
Just thought you may have wanted to know
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4. |
Venus
03:21
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Venus
She's a whip
She'll throw you
Amber gifts
Silence
Will knock you down
And you'll find that
You're quiet now
A pen stroke
Will keep you sane
A car ride
Will do the same
Daggers
Oh, I stared
Foolish
To have dared
Venus
A silver face
Lover
In perfect pace
Venus
She's like the rain
Subtle
And disarranged
Venus
Its all or none
Lover
Together Some
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5. |
West Brooklyn Love Rag
02:48
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I used to be a master to many spaniels
That called me lover, but that didn't make sense
Elaborate expression
Brooklyn's turning
Now I'm running from the past
I can't lie
It's something I used to hide
The city meant more to me
But not this time
I'm in another city
Another state of mind
I hope you understand
Its only natural
For a man like me
To forget the words that I intend
I can't lie
It's something that I used to hide
The city meant more to me
But not this time
Oh I love you!
Yes, I love you!
But, I'm in love now back at home
You're not for me
Nothings for me
I fell in love alone
I can't lie
It's something that I used to hide
The city meant more to me
But not this time
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6. |
Night Life
04:27
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He walks into a bar
Doesn't even drink
He knows he's got friends
All over the place
Wasn't much of a speakeasy
More like a "bring your family"
Your brother or your sister
Its easy
He puts a dime in the jukebox
And he dances alone
Oh, that's night life
Beautiful girls
With lipstick on
And four inch heels
Just an inch too long
They stuff their faces
With bar-food and grease
Its funny
Oh, its funny
You hear a "Happy Birthday"
As drunk as can be
Oh, that's night life
The bell it rings
For the American crowd
Who think they know
How to be profound
Apologies ring
With slur and psalm
Its like they knew
All along
And the feeling comes
Out of the depths from below
Oh, its night life
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7. |
Right Around Memphis
02:25
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Right around Memphis is where it glows
With the soul and the love and the rock and roll
I'm sleeping on a sofa, of someone I don't know
And nobody up here in the land of snow
Knows what to say, or where to go
I believe in this sound, because these people are old
I wish I was born on New Years Day
So I learned to keep time just one way
You know I'd love to die with you any day
I'll take your picture and I'll bring it down
Get all your friends and we'll pass it around
Have them tear a piece, and have them leave this town
Been with a hundred lovers, there's not one I found
Who looks like you or makes that sound
You used to make, when I was moving around
I wish I was born on New Years Day
So I learned to keep time just one way
You know I'd love to die with you any day
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8. |
December Morning Bad
03:15
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She cried, she cried
Until I let her inside
I lied, I lied
To make the night just easier passing by
She's so cold
The clothes she brought were just too old
She's bought and sold
She's smarter than she looks--at least that's what I'm told
She had a lot to say
I guess she just needed a place to stay
Things go that way
Or at least they seem to do, this time of year, don't they?
She took her bags
She took our conversation back
Our time was had
She walked into the fog, a December morning bad
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9. |
Together Some
01:27
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10. |
New York in the 1980s
04:27
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New York
The great entertainer
You can dance all night
Bring it all
On a ship of steal
And a fuse to ignite
Entertain
Till the hour is late
Or you just might go insane
New York
In the 1980s
I can feel the fumes in the air
New York
At the dawn of television
How I wish I was there
Communicate
Across the way
To the others on the interstate
Bloody mess
In the alley
Its been cleaned up before
Wedding reception
On a subway car
Oh, the love won't last long
Captivate
The great escape
Just don't get caught with a lovers face
Eradicate
The shiftless weight
And you'll cease to see another day
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11. |
I Know There's a Place
04:31
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I think this place is beat now
Beat like an old hotel
These people come looking for rooms now
They come, and they're given cells
And they throw away their souls
Like they're standing at a wishing well
They're staring at their feet, they've got nothing to see
And they're is now way that they can tell
I think this place is sick now
Sick with conversation
But how are you supposed to know now
When everyone's a patient
And they try to be the eyes
Of the whole damn station
And they're looking for a fix
And they get their fix
From their own creation
I try not to take it oh so hard
They'll play this game till the next one starts
And even though
I move so slow
I know there's a place
So far away
Where everybody feels this way
And all I have to do is wait
I think this place is fast now
Fast like a news reel line
They know all the tricks and sticks now
That'll keep you and I in time
And they'll hold you to the gates
In hands made of twine
And then they'll force you to dance
And when they get the chance
They'll condemn you for the crime
I try not to take it oh so hard
They'll play this game till the next one starts
And even though
I move so slow
I know there's a place
So far away
Where everybody feels this way
And all I have to do is wait
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