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On Love
04:02
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Trailing down the road. Where he's walking, it's hard to follow
and there's a sword hidden in his wings meant to cut you down it would seem
cause as he's for your growth, so is he for your pruning
And you'll feel alive when he crucifies you, and you'll be a queen when he shatters your dreams
but if love's peace is all that you seek
then you'll laugh, but not all of your laughter, and you'll cry but not all of your tears
in a seasonless world
He'll strip you, sift you, he'll grind you to whiteness
he'll kneed you until you are pliant
These things he will do to teach you the secrets of your heart
but if love's peace is all that you seek
then you'll laugh, but not all of your laughter, and you'll cry but not all of your tears
in a seasonless world
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2. |
I Got a Lot
03:37
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California
04:43
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You're in California where no matter the time you're always moving in some kind of traffic
I've been missing your smell, and I don't know what it is, I just know you're the only one who has it
but we both know I won't call you, honey what else can I do
we both need to know that I don't need you
You're in California soaking up the sun, I'm in old exile dreaming that I'm holding someone
there's a new beginning lingering between you and me, I've been looking for you honey and I thought you were looking for me
I'm standing here with an open hand, but my mouth is lying telling you I can't be your man
I'm in California too but I won't see your face, I won't drive past your house, if you step to me I'm walking away
yeah we both know I won't call you, honey what else can I do
we both need to know that I don't need you
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4. |
Eagle Rare
03:41
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There's a bird in a mountain home
far away west and she's singing a sad melody//
carried on Mariah to me, 'til I'm swimming in melancholy
So I ride this here river, I shake and I shiver
but I'm driven by old memories//Of the life that I left in the streets,
and a future of fortune & spreading my wings
but the cold in my bones ain't what's taking my breath it's the trees, the rocks and the streams//
& the eagle I saw from the reeds//Boundless and regal there, God knows the eagle's rare
There's a witch in a mountain
home far away west and she's singing a ballad to me//
with a spell on her lips when she speaks//Till I see my own death in my dreams
I'm old and I'm weathered, and I'm colder than ever
but I'm smiling at old memories//Though it's hard now to picture the scenes//
I can still smell that life as it rides on the breeze
but the cold in my bones ain't what's taking my breath it's the trees, the rocks and the streams//
& the eagle I saw from the reeds//Boundless and regal there, God knows the eagle's rare
When I came to the mountain home
far away west, surrounded by miles of green//
we took off the shoes from our feet//& buried our bodies in leaves
We jumped in the river, we foraged for dinner
in the shade of the Sugar-Pine trees//she was shakin' I thought she would freeze//so I threw my arms around her, but she flew to the sea
and the cold in my bones ain't what's taking my breath it's the trees, the rocks and the streams//
& the eagle I saw from the reeds//Boundless and regal there, God knows the eagle's rare
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5. |
$3 Shirt
04:23
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Where are you
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6. |
Jeff Hardy (skit)
00:58
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7. |
Burns So Good
04:10
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I live on a sinkin' ship//Take me down to the river Styx and I'll shoot whisky with the Beelzebub on my way
Joined the cult of the 45 and I fuck & fight to feel alive//I get high on bettin' high and gettin' paid
Bet it all on a dying horse
Fix was in money mine of course
Than I blew it all on smoke and flame
Damn near broke, but I'm high as hell
Laughing loud 'cause I'm drunk as well
She said, "man you're gonna burn in hell other side of the grave."
And I said hell's hot, but it burns so good//oh honey, oh honey
5 card in the church of God
Priest takes a cut off the top
to shut his mouth & look the other way
Pretty girl with a red dress on
hand warm, girl is burnin' hot
She blew me a kiss as I drew another ace
Stone drunk off the woman's stare
And half a bottle of Eagle Rare that
burned like hell as it ran through my rib cage
Took her into the confession box
she screamed "hallelujah" while I got her off
she said,
"Man, we're gonna burn in hell other side of the grave."
And I said,
"Hell's hot, but it burns so good. Oh honey, oh honey."
Won my hand and walked away
rode hard and fast 'side a movin' train
hoped aboard toward Santa Fe
tomorrow I'll be a world away
I'll shoot my gun and raise some cane
It ain't the cash that makes it great
there's life in every broken chain
If that's hell let me burn today
Cause Hell's hot but it burns so good
Cause Hell's hot but it burns so good, oh honey, oh honey.
And I said
Hell's hot, but it burns so good!
Oh honey, oh honey
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8. |
Stacey
04:08
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10. |
Burn
03:13
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Tonight I'm gonna stare at your naked silhouette
against the light of the moon pouring through your window
I'm gonna stand with my face to the windy woods
and whisper
Push me over the edge girl I wish you would
I wish you would, I really wish you would
Cause I burn for a touch like yours
but my brother won't' kill me quickly
we're both dying for to feel that pretty warmth
but my lover will this just be empty
ghosts scream as they whip through the pine trees
I can feel their breath on my face as I stare into the black, but
we won't shiver if you wrap your arms around me I was a living man
in the land of the dead and I ain't ready to go back
go back
Cause I burn for a touch like yours
But my brother won't kill me quickly
We're both dying for to feel that pretty warmth
But my lover will this just be empty?
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11. |
Free Bird II
04:16
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In a little room with nowhere to hide
bones laid bare, unaware of time
where every tear's got a prayer inside
I can see the divine Looking in your eyes
Looking in your eyes there's a spark behind
blowing out the shadows
from your heart and mind
baby you've been burying the hurt inside
you can let it go let that story die
Let that story die, the past is a liar.
your body's up high on a funeral pyre
And you fall
Yeah you fall
Raise you up to heaven each hand is a spire
your wings spread wide/your spirit on fire
Your wings spread wide/your spirit on fire
You've been getting high but you're gonna soar higher
Baby you're a bird and the sky's a dream
Baby you're a bird and you're flying free
And you fall
Yeah you fall
You fall
You fly
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