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I Dunno
03:39
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I dunno if the blink of an eye
Measures the time between hello and goodbye
Opaque signs beckoning us on
March in time closer to the dawn
Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
And I dunno if collective fantasy
Is enough to set the captives free
Bound in chains shackled with remorse
Fashion slaves riding the gift horse
Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
All these things that I can’t see unless I close my eyes tightly
If I try I can see I can see a million miles
Across the sea to a land of manic smiles
Where caustic hands are grabbing for their share
Two fisted minds clutching at the air
Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
All these things that I can’t see unless I close my eyes tightly
I dunno why salvation’s bought and sold
Redemption in exchange for gold
But payments of bribery alone
Won’t guarantee a place closer to the throne
Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
I dunno if I can count how many times
I’m hypnotized by seductive rhymes
Words of love whispered soft and low
Torrid scenes in some Bali-wood show
Where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
Oh where the sun always shines and happiness is mine I dunno
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2. |
Betty Lou
04:45
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Hey now Betty Lou what’s come over you
You don’t act the way you used to
Come on Betty Lou what’s wrong with you
You don’t love me like you’re ‘sposed to
Quarter-back and the prom queen
You were the cheerleader of my passion dreams
But a careless night without a glove
Led me down the aisle pledging eternal love
Come on Betty Lou what’s come over you
You don’t act the way that you used to
Ahh Betty Lou what’s wrong with you
You don’t love me like you’re ‘sposed to
Mortgaged life in a single-wide
Busted cars parked outside
But when the local called a strike I saw them picket lines
All around the life I thought was mine
Come on Betty Lou what’s come over you
You don’t act the way that you used to
Come on Betty Lou what’s wrong with you
You don’t love me like you’re ‘sposed to
With your diaper breath and bloodshot eyes
You wonder why I stay out all night
But when the baby cries with hunger pangs
I gotta get out here before I go insane
Ahh Betty Lou what’s come over you
You don’t act the way that you used to
Come on Betty Lou what’s wrong with you
You don’t love me like you’re ‘sposed to
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3. |
Lost In A Storm
04:35
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A long time ago in another life
There was someone I knew
Who would carry on stand up strong
And always pull on through
But I turned around hard as I look I can’t find him anywhere
The past is gone and I can’t hold on can’t find my way
Back there
There was a time when it seemed so clear
The way to go and how to be
Keep your mind on a dream to last
It always seemed right in front of me
But I turn around hard as I look I can’t find it anywhere
The past is gone and I can’t hold on can’t find my way
Back there
I need a flashing neon sign
Pointing out the way
Take a left maybe turn right
Hey don’t you know it’s okay
But I turn around hard as I look I can’t find it anywhere
The past is gone and I can’t hold on can’t find my way
Back there
I wanna find my way back to that place
Where everything is clear
But I feel like I’m drowning in an ocean of doubt
Getting worse year after year
Well I turn around hard as I look I can’t find it anywhere
The past is gone and I can’t hold on can’t find my way
Back there
Oh I’m lost in a storm
Where did I go wrong
Can’t find my way home
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4. |
Sunset
04:24
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As day is done a crimson fiery sun
Spreads a last farewell across the sky
Drenching light rays of golden rose
Scorching memories of lives gone by
Smoldering with intent
To reach back and touch yesterday
Gambling time forsaken to the wind
Always betting on a losing hand
Guarded hearts a lovers game of chance
The winners names are written in the sand
With rippled fists clenched in rage
The losers’ clutch at yesterday
Selfish ones festooned with desire
Forgetting everything in the mirror
Games go on blinded by the chase
A murky path that used to seem so clear
Not looking back to far enough to see
The lessons of yesterday
And through the years the heart loses it’s way
Eventually forgetting how to fly
Distant cries of loves that used to be
Echoes all across the evening sky
But a shadow from goodbyes
Has fallen across yesterday
And now the past forever frozen in time
Remains as distant as the twilight sun
Parting words like salvos to the heart
Malevolently fired on the run
Linger on eternally
Trying to remake yesterday
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5. |
The High Life
03:34
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6. |
Stray Raven
03:08
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Stray raven, stray raven out in the night
Won’t see your shadow ‘til the morning light
Trying your wings for the very first time
Just to see how high you can climb
Seventeen years of crossed-off days
On calendar pages counting the ways
They’ve kept you in cages with no room to grow
Spread your wings and fly away
Stray raven, stray raven out in the night
Won’t see your shadow ‘til the morning light
Trying your wings for the very first time
Just to see how high you can climb
Four walls in the prison of a shared bedroom
Looking out the window, reaching for the moon
A voice is calling, “Come away with me now”
Spread your wings and fly away
Stray raven, stray raven out in the night
Won’t see your shadow ‘til the morning light
Trying your wings for the very first time
Just to see how high you can climb
Now you’re out on the wire, which way will you go?
Back home through the window, open below?
Or out, beyond, into the unknown?
Spread your wings and fly away
Stray raven, stray raven out in the night
Won’t see your shadow ‘til the morning light
Trying your wings for the very first time
Just to see how high you can climb
Oh, how high can you climb?
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7. |
Insomnia
03:28
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8. |
Life #2
04:48
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Too many nights in the smokehouse station
With the walking wounded crying out for more
Filling their tanks with the same old favorites
Beer-soaked requests stuck to the floor
Too many miles on a one-way ticket Littered with plastic cups of foam
Stone-cold hotties concerned with their hotness
Only equal heat can take them home
Will it all come clean in the wash, hung out on the line
Is there enough soap in the machine to wash away the time?
Compositional word restrictions outshining all other tales of woe
Claiming all the spoils of valor bravehearts stacked up head to toe
Too many street signs pointing at favors expected to fill the empty void
Wrapped securely in layers of denial
And buried deep so it won’t make noise
Harmonic rumblings from the captains’ corner
Saluting visions of glory days
Weeknight warriors from the rank and file
Melodic content drowned in the haze
Steering the ship through bluesman waters
But never quite reaching the port on time
When you begin at the end just to start all over
Chases off all the rest in line
Because a square peg never fits in the round hole
Retelling tales of wonderous deeds
And there’s too much history shaping the image
When the suspects come to the trough to feed
When it comes to leaving or staying too long
Will the wasted masses require goodbyes
From a fading vision of wishful greatness
All of your questions wiil be answered with lies
Will it all come clean in the wash, hung out on the line
Is there enough soap in the machine to wash away the slime?
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9. |
Powder Finger
04:22
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Look out, Mama,
there's a white boat
comin' up the river
With a big red beacon,
and a flag,
and a man on the rail
I think you'd better call John,
'Cause it don't
look like they're here
to deliver the mail
And it's less than a mile away
I hope they didn't come to stay
It's got numbers on the side
and a gun
And it's makin' big waves.
Daddy's gone,
my brother's out hunting
in the mountains
Big John's been drinking
since the river took Emmy-Lou
So the powers that be
left me here
to do the thinkin'
And I just turned twenty-two
I was wonderin' what to do
And the closer they got,
The more those feelings grew.
Daddy's rifle in my hand
felt reassurin'
He told me,
Red means run, son,
numbers add up to nothin'
But when the first shot
hit the docks I saw it comin'
Raised my rifle to my eye
Never stopped to wonder why.
Then I saw black,
And my face splashed in the sky.
Shelter me from the powder
and the finger
Cover me with the thought
that pulled the trigger
Think of me
as one you'd never figured
Would fade away so young
With so much left undone
Remember me to my love,
I know I'll miss her.
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10. |
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When you're lost in the rain in Juarez
And it's Eastertime too
And your gravity fails
And negativity don't pull you through
Don't put on any airs
When you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue
They got some hungry women there
And they really make a mess outa you.
Now if you see Saint Annie
Please tell her thanks a lot
I cannot move
My fingers are all in a knot
I don't have the strength
To get up and take another shot
And my best friend, my doctor
Won't even say what it is I've got.
Sweet Melinda
The peasants call her the goddess of gloom
She speaks good English
And she invites you up into her room
And you're so kind
And careful not to go to her too soon
And she takes your voice
And leaves you howling at the moon.
Up on Housing Project Hill
It's either fortune or fame
You must pick up one or the other
Though neither of them are to be what they claim
If you're lookin' to get silly
You better go back to from where you came
Because the cops don't need you
And man they expect the same.
Now all the authorities
They just stand around and boast
How they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms
Into leaving his post
And picking up Angel who
Just arrived here from the coast
Who looked so fine at first
But left looking just like a ghost.
I started out on burgundy
But soon hit the harder stuff
Everybody said they'd stand behind me
When the game got rough
But the joke was on me
There was nobody even there to bluff
I'm going back to New York City
I do believe I've had enough.
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11. |
Voices In the Rain
05:25
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I heard voices in the rain clear as can be now
Voices in the rain who could it be now who could it be
Raining so hard lightning flashing
Thought I heard something out in the dark
Cats in the street or the pouring rain
Maybe just the joint in my hand
I heard voices in the rain clear as can be now
Voices in the rain calling to me now calling to me
What was that an argument
Silent scream in the air
Whispering voices calling my name
There it is I heard it again
Sounds like voices in the rain calling to me now
Voices in the rain who could it be now who could it be now yeah
The ever silent concrete porch
Quivering in the storm
Thundering showers like a banshee cry
Pelting the streets with pain
Sounds like voices in the rain who could it be now
Voices in the rain calling to me now
There’s something out there waiting for me now
Who could it be
But the drowning village sleeps right on through
Echoing with the sound
The ghost of the soldier
And the roar of his gun
Sounds like voices in the rain calling to me now
Voices in the rain screaming at me now calling to me now
There’s something out there waiting for me now calling to me now
Was it her was it him was it him now
Struck by lightning struck by lightning
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Richie Reinholdt Missoula, montana
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