1. |
The Stain
03:37
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Are you still choking up
On those same old dry reins
It’s gone on now for long enough
To become more of the same
You know well
That it’s too late
To give any other refrain
And we have gone down
To find something
That might remove that stain
We were all waiting in line
To get a little blood on our hands
But you missed all the signs
And take a look now at where you stand
You know well
That it’s too late
To give any other refrain
And we have gone down
To find something
That might remove that stain
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2. |
Late In April
03:11
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If it gets this cold again
So Late in April
I think I’ll pack it in
Clear the Table
And I will fold my clothes
Oh so well
Oh so well
They blocked the storm drains
Along Broadway
The sleeves of sand
Divert the hard rains
And it just rolls on by
On its way
On its way
If it gets this cold again
So late in April
I think I’ll pack it in
Clear the table
And I will fold my clothes
Oh so well
Oh so well
Oh so well
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3. |
Tired Old Sin
04:58
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Well I’m gonna go all out tonight
I’m going all in
I’m gonna hand what’s left of me
To that tired old sin
Oh my tired old sin
Aren’t you cold in the night my love
Can’t you feel no more pain
Can your lips still form the word
Of my tired old name
Oh my tired old name
I wrote a song for you
I thought that anyone could sing
I know you can’t hold its time
Or form it’s melody
My old sin sings high and free
My old sin sings high and free
Don’t you pretend to forgive me
Or try to understand
We died a long time ago
And old sin holds my hand
Old sin holds my hand
So here I stand where I started from
All rise and fall
Can’t you hear that voice that cries
Old sin throws its call
Old sin throws its call
I wrote a song for you
I thought that anyone could sing
I know you can’t hold its time
Or form its melody
My old sin sings high and free
My old sin sings high and free
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4. |
Moriah's Eyes
04:31
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She moves in curls her eyes cast in silver
They kick that crutch
They cracked smiles and bled onto the floor
Drying her heart out to its core
Now you see that her virus only grows
Moriah’s eyes fork and flow
I see her struggle for a clean breath
I know the tax of my burden
And I have weighed the tax of my death
This scar now has lost its breath
It reads aloud of a pain that comes and goes
And of Moriah on her toes
Her eyes shimmer with a glaze of sickness
Her dripping mouth
Spills out a phrase of distress
Her honey glistening on her breast
Her mind is wild it lies in long drifting rows
Moriah play vampire with her foe
So who will it be now down in that grave
I will refuse to become her spiritless slave
Muttering all but her true name
Every night I can hear her hoofbeats pound
Moriah’s eyes ringing out
Moriah’s eyes deep underground
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5. |
The Guard Hound
04:19
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There’s a guard hound on that row
His shifting shape is rumbling down low
His lie though not told to take your life
Or cause your mind any kind of a strife
Has momentum on his broken leg
To burrow down to lie in wait
Now I know I could not give my confession
I could never tell them a whole lie
When I was young I didn’t know that hound’s intention
And certainly did not know why
I would perform my own perfect penance
To save my soul in the case that I might die
And still that figure
Goes lurking through my mind
And I wonder what I have done
Given pressure and given time
Oh father I have robbed myself of penance
Dear father I fear that I might have died
Lust is shaking and murder grins
His eyes are faking and the truth it spins
This guard hound rakes all his children in
As the serpent sheds their perfect youthful skin
And the guard hound on that row
Now he wants to go toe to toe
Come on help me drag his body down through these streets again
Let’s not wait this time until the very end
Let’s make sure they see it all of his friends
If I can’t kill him now I’ll throw him off my scent
And still that figure
Goes worming through my mind
And no matter what we have done
The ground it trembles and the sun it shines
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6. |
The Waltz
06:21
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Slick green rock find your steps alone
Cold black powder coat that stone
Tall dark glass don’t make no mirror
Cold black powder take no tear
Poison has its place in your mind
Is your sugar grown up tall
They know your mind very well
They’ve got your skin stretched up on that wall
They’ve got your skin on their wall
The dead go grazing out on their hills
Their skin pulled taut by loving pills
Flowers grow now on the ground where they hung
The bodies piled up dead and stung
Poison has its place in your mind
Is your sugar grown up tall
They know you’re under that spell
They’ve got your skin stretched Up on that wall
They’ve got your skin on their wall
They’ve got your skin on their wall
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7. |
Your Own Hand
03:56
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I was walking in the morning air
And saw reflections in the water
And when I realized that they were not there
I delivered what I’d brought her
I found a lock of your braided hair
Tied in black vine cold and dry
Down below that broken stair
That leads into her eye
Forget now your trouble
Although you might feel sick at heart
It’s only ever been your own hand
That’s tearing you apart
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8. |
Black Spring
03:15
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A frail son begs
Oh Father please
Won’t you make my
Nerves all to freeze
Just a small shot to
Kill the pain
Of this old wound that’s
Come back to stay
Oh my son
The father sighs
There are some things
That will not survive
Although your pain might grow
So large and bright
You must find a way to force it
Out of your mind
Forgive me father
For what I’ve done
For who I am
What I’ve become
A fire rise up to
Burn me clean
But no flame could ever cure this
My black spring
My black spring
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9. |
Helpless Heart
05:29
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Her wheels
Tear long sheets of rain
Out of that roadway that
Calls my name
What she can’t give
And I can’t take
Leaves us helpless here
Against the gate
To be her lover
I’d feel proud
Her shining heart
Cries aloud
And when my world
Comes crashing down
No one else here
Seems to hear that sound
Helpless heart
Oh my helpless heart
A helpless heart
Oh my helpless heart
My door
Has hung so wide
Long enough now
It’s time I close it down tight
For She will not
Return to find
Her way back to
Where we were inside
So now I cannot
Hear that sound
Her shining heart
Crying aloud
And when my world
Goes crashing down
She won’t be there
When it meets the ground
Helpless heart
Oh my helpless heart
A helpless heart
Oh my helpless heart
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