1. |
Smokey Autumn
04:23
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There comes a wind to lift my skirt up
A bed of leaves to go shaking up from
Oh augur the meaning of the moonphase this evening
In a city it would be different and I'm allowed to some predictions
Ain't I
I found the right red-eye moon
The nights don't need you
Like we need them
I saw a hand through the palm leaves,
Said these kinds of strange things
Always leading us to offspring
Or otherwise the noose string, don't they
Smokey autumn
It's working, I won't leave
Better we're older, we do it willingly
Bitched out, boozin'
Lucky, like meant to be
I won't listen to anything they gunna say
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2. |
Eve Came First
04:44
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Murderer
Pull tricks on the earth
The past is finished
The fun not begun
Murderer
It was Eve who came first
She set the sun to setting
Picked flowers for the famine
Evil learns
Come in the Autumn
Wrapped in her long furs
Sister to the witches
Murderer
Puts Abel in the dirt
The past is never finished
Cannot be undone
Eve looking worse
These nights seem to bore her
She sits turning down
Cajun dance after Cajun dance through the town
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3. |
New Years
04:45
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Green.
My intentions were sane
But murmurous
The murmurings
The soft boys will break
They said possibly you
Lack the honesty
To begin with my sweet
Now aint that a woman
He said now I don’t care
Oh hold the idea in your head
Cus transient don’t cover it
It’s just gone,
The party is all that’s left
And I admire your unlit cigarette
Defend.
Her manners made sense
But promises
All the promises
Yeah who knows what she meant
They said probably
It is meant to be
People fit where they’re found
Well why then does Attis
Climb up out the ground
Oh hold the idea in your head
Cus transient don’t even cover it
It’s just gone
But the party is still going on
I like that look can I join you,
Wanna make some smoke in here,
You belong on the pages of the world
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4. |
If the Water's Fine
04:28
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And it’s a modest
Midwest
Hurt
And the idea
Is to be
As invisible
As possible
Ya see
Yeah ya get it, ya see
And once seen
Wanna stop the ride
I need time
Need to love the night
And you
Kinda love her too
But pull away
When you ought not to move
It’s a steady
Southern
Pace
And the people
Wanna be
As immovable
As unstoppable
As the tons of the water
In the sea
And once sea
Never need your clothes
Up on the wall
The hand writes what it knows
She said be a bird
Yeah one of the flock
If the water’s fine
It’s cause we are the drops
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5. |
Amen
04:49
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Amen, tell me what is wrong
Amen, I knew it all along
Hunger takes its toll
So come down passing around the red wine bowl
Yeah he says I don’t need much from you
Maybe only three or four
But we all know
That much will have more
Oh what’s the deal you made?
I’m wondering
Cus they may take
All joy from you
I’m drunk as I’m tall
Don’t that mean nothing
I’m drunk as them all
This is my boast
Hey man, where does she go
Yeah man, yeah I already know
The body don’t wanna hurt no one
But body says how else can we have fun
Yeah I think I might be known
For this kind of shit now
But hasn’t won me any crown
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6. |
At the Cafe
05:23
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Boasting of
The beach you haunt
It’s funny how
We figured out
We’re two fools
Work with me
Suzy Lee
It’s harder now
That we’ve figured out
We’re two fools
Don’t you ever want
Days off
From the café
And from my ways
But we should dance on
His bones
At the café
It’s a style,
This broad denial
It is the skin
You’re living in
Is it womb or tomb
Don’t you ever think
Of a place
Besides downtown
Wandering around
Yeah we should get drunk
On straight gin
At the café
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7. |
Summer's Hood
04:55
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Never leave, as I do
The present flies too fast
An eagle, a leopard,
A name that lasts
You slipped in, could slip out
And I've nothing to say, nothing to say
Simple or not, it's true
Like Danny said, I adore you
A figure, a jungle
A question through the room
Easy, go easy,
Now show me again, show me again
Alright, that's how it's done
And you hate when it gets hot
Alright, I see it your way
And we're not gunna get crazy
Summer has pulled back its hood
It isn't like we needed a closer look
The cooling floors down in the court house
They miss your bitten lip, your easy grace
The child chorus files out in the hallway
Everyone hoping you'll overstay
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