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i got the heart of the night on my sleeve
and i see in the dark
when i can’t speak and i can’t breathe
i got the marks of a man under siege
and i follow my gut like a cut when i can’t see
and i’m still here
it’s still me
i got the fight of the lion in me
and i clench my teeth
when i can’t speak and i can’t breathe
‘cos theres no words for this inability
to see the decency in these people around me
’cos i’m a bullfighter at the rodeo
i hear the young hearts breaking on the radio
and you got me good
it’s not my neighbourhood
and i’m a long, long way away from home
baby i’m gone, gone spinning on out of this world
gotta simmer down, down baby down the rabbit hole
i got your number honey bunny and i’m ready to roll
see i get stuck from time to time it seems
and when i’m down in that rut
well there’s no truth or clarity
and all i see is my inhumanity
but i still follow my dreams like a goddamn worker bee
my history will be the death of me
still got a light that kid keeps burnin’ in me
and i try to fight
but i’m overwhelmed by empathy
i got it bad, this ambivalence you see
and the devil in me keeps on hollerin' up
cos i’m a boneshakin’ daddyo
i left my heart strings broken on the patio
that shit is cold
i left my soul by the side of the road
road blazin’ now i’m driving too slow
i’m on the run, run sugar bun, dumber than some
gotta cool it down, down baby ‘cos it burns like the sun
i got your picture in my wallet and that shit weighs a ton
baby i’m gone, gone spinning on out of this world
gotta simmer down, down baby down the rabbit hole
what’s with the death wish
let it slip
look at it snow
i got my mind on my honey and my honey is on my mind
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2. |
Girl In The Moon
03:49
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is it the constancy of change
or this change in constancy
there’s a trial always on
but i can never see the judges face
i’m not haunted by the darkness anymore
i’m on my seventh life by now
but who is keeping score
the coals are still alive
because the winds they come and go
it’s getting harder now to die
there’s a candle burning bright
in the window across the road
there’s a whole world in rotation, son
and the moon is embarrassed still
but she still shines on
and there is madness in her eyes
each year a song
for the undeserving tides
and it goes on and on
i’m under the bridge again
and the highway is quiet now
i wait for the trucks to pass me by
just to feel the vibrations
i’m not haunted by the darkness anymore
i’m on my seventh life by now
but who is keeping score
the coals are still alive
because the winds they come and go
it’s getting harder now to die
and the colour of the headlights
bring perspective on the night
see i’m just waiting for something to happen here
its getting harder now to see the girl in the moon
but she still shines on
and there is madness in her eyes
each year a song
for the undeserving tides
and it goes on and on
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where did you sleep last night
it was a cold, cold morning
sunrise, stoking the coals
a couple of clowns still toking
and all the well-known skeletons
are singing the same old requiems
late in the evening in the bluest blue
only way to paint two lovers
shit out of luck but i’m stuck on you
one sad sappy fucker
and all the well-known chemicals
are reeling me in now
letting go
time’s still standing still
and i’m still sitting on the windowsill
no talking
big thinking
there was something here that’s faded away
i want to stop this scary feeling
that these silhouettes had faces and names
instead there’s a chorus of strangers
like a deck of cards in the back of my brain
and I'm stuck with this hollow idea
that when some things break they can never change
never change
where did you sleep last night
i can feel my shoulders shudder
stars shine their slivers of time
telling all their tales of wonder
and all the well-known skeletons
are singing the same old requiems
time’s still standing still
and i’m still sitting on the windowsill
no talking
big thinking
there was something here that’s faded away
i want to stop this scary feeling
that these silhouettes had faces and names
instead there’s a chorus of strangers
like a deck of cards in the back of my brain
and I'm stuck with this hollow idea
that when some things break they can never change
and they never change
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Uncomfortably Numb
04:00
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this transparency is killing me…
i’m no model citizen and the hordes are hard to please…
been on the sidetrack so long it looks like the main road to me…
bobbing and weaving…burning through the trees…
i can’t fight this feeling that there’s nothing here for me…
well it’s one bad day and i’m back in her arms…
my emerald city…uncomfortably numb…
all i’m gonna do is bring you down under the water…
how long can you hold your bated breath before you drown…
i’m used to not breathing…
i’m used to the dark…
i’m used to not feeling…
i swim with the sharks…
i’m used to the underbelly…
i’m used to the cull…
i need no habitation…
i run with the wolves…
i need no motivation…
i run with the wolves…
well it’s one bad day and i’m back in her arms…
my emerald city…uncomfortably numb…
well it’s one bad day and i’m back in her arms…
my emerald city…uncomfortably numb…
all i’m gonna do is bring you down under the water…
how long can you hold your bated breath before you drown…
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5. |
I Just Want You
04:22
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feel the undertow
tugging us down to the glorious unknown
and your mind is gentle like the trees
but the wine, it makes us feel the need
for something more
or something lost
so we drive all night
try to chase what’s disappeared
well you’re wearing red
and i’m dressed in black
i see you as you are and i still got your back
and we drive far and we drive fast
we try to race the morning but she comes at last
well baby it’s the open road
but you want more
more to make you feel sane
and i just want you
as you are now
you say i’m always talking about time
how it’s made my man
it’s all in our minds
oh, how i wish you could see that
i really believe that
and i know that you want more
but i just want you
as you are now
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Hush Awhile
03:55
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hush awhile my baby
don’t you say a word
i’m gonna tell you something
you have never heard
cool in the corner
wishing for a fuck
no sugar in your coffee
down on your luck
and i said please don’t go change on me
please keep your love at ease
summertime is over
silence is the game
i’m gonna give you something
an origami crane
bad like a schoolboy
i’ve been misbehaving
how my eyes betray me
am i still forgiven
and i said please don’t go change on me
please keep your love at ease
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Mongrels
04:36
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feeling overgrown
and topsy turvy on the throne
you think you’ve won
by keeping me cornered
i only skin and bone
and whatever souls still home
is getting stoned
i’m loaded like a weapon tonight
i spin that wicked wheel in the cemetery
when one’s lit up
well the other’s buried
in this ever-changing dream
there’s way too much at stake
you say you can relate
but think its strange
that i’m listening to country
and you hit me with that look
like a sudden left hook
for the killing blow
wait up, no fuck that i’m walking tonight
i spin that wicked wheel in the cemetery
when one’s lit up
well the other’s buried
in this ever-changing dream
the mongrels are howling out my name
the mongrels are coming for me again
the mongrels are howling out my name
the mongrels are coming for me again
so don’t let me out of your sight
or i’ll be out of sight
you say i kiss different when i’m back from the tour
and you don’t know what we’re still doing this for
and i know you know i know that line
but i know you know you i we’re fine
but still
we’re getting loaded like a weapon tonight…
the mongrels are howling out my name
the mongrels are coming for me again
the mongrels are howling out my name
the mongrels are coming for me again
so don’t let me out of your sight
or i’ll be out of sight
don’t let me out of your sight
or i’ll be out of sight
tonight
loaded like a weapon tonight…
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8. |
Dog Dream
02:54
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pick a pack of papers…
red, silver, green…hands shake like a mannequin…
smoke up with your neighbour…
step on all the cracks and the battery is burnt to black…
peace and our problems man…
we can’t forget now where we stand…
i’m broke and the golden hand
slips into the pools of diamonds…
thinkin’ of devotion, sing a song of faith…
it was only just ‘cos i was curious…
ain’t nobody’s business…
break another gravestone…who’s laughing now…
don’ t be scared…
i’ma play my game now…
red, silver, green…shake hands with the peppermint queen…
this ain’t no fuckin’ hoedown…
sing a song of hate…
it was only just cos i was thinking of
peace…and our problems man…
we can’t forget now where we stand…
i’m broke and the golden hand
slips into the pools of diamonds…
thief, it’s the contraband…
who holds the reigns in the promised land…
i’m yoked to the golden hand…
and i pass through the doors of silence…
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Scars
06:32
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do you like scars
do scars make the man
do you want me wounded and hardened
my head in the sand
or my fists up in defiance
is that what you understand
am I too good to be gone
beginning the ending for too long
this is my flagship attempt
at a second chance
do you want me grovelling and sober
a brilliant wreckage
or three sheets to the wind
three pages of you
but i’ve misplaced the truth
am i too good to be gone
beginning the ending for too long
have we gone too far
have we lost our minds
imitating the seasons
and we fall behind
so come on
am i too good to be gone
beginning the ending for too long
have we gone too far
have we lost our minds
imitating the seasons
and we fall behind
so come on
when i crossed myself is when i crossed the line
i could see the storm
i had my dagger drawn
i just needed a reason
something natural
but something wicked came
we turn like a hog on the spit of our lives
and the ceremony swells as our eyes burn bright
but there was never a reason
it was natural
and this is part of the fight
so come on
bring it on
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i’m the devil in your dream
the bull in your ring
the thorn in your throat from the dozen i left you
love will kill us all someday
i’m the cause of your cruelty
the crack in your spine
you’re changing your walk and i hate that i’ve hurt you
love will kill us all someday
but i wont let you drown as we suffer the storm
so call me what you will, i’ll still be there in the morning
at the changing of the ghosts
i’m the crutch that you’re kissing
the crease in your brow
the canvas is crowded, we can’t paint a thing now
love will kill us all someday
i’m the monster inside your head
the reason you can’t come to bed
it’s fight or fuck now
love will kill us all someday
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11. |
Strangers Dancing
04:24
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we’re lost little lamb
is it a sleight of hand
and you are talking in tongues
but i can’t understand
i’m feeling estranged
who are these two sleepy people
we’ve been awake for too long
spinning out in delirium
but who are we now
who are these strangers dancing
your lips are on my ear
you’re whispering sweet nothings
and they’re the sweetest things
but they’re still just nothing
and i owe you more than i have
i thought that this was forever
so, so long
my little stranger dancing
alone in a crowded room
all i can see is you
fading out
fading out
oh, don’t fade all the way
i need to see your face
and who are we now
who are these strangers dancing
your lips are on my ear
and i swear i can hear
but when i open my eyes
you seem to have disappeared
were you even here at all
my little stranger dancing
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12. |
To Be A Man
04:57
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lost in the backstreets of my mind
looking for those familiar roads
but the seasons change up there
the trees fall and flowers grow
and it makes me feel like i just don't know
i don’t recognise these highways now
old signs unfamiliar to me
trying to uncover those lessons learned
like ‘where is home’
and it makes me feel like i just don't know
i think slow
well i don't know which way the wind is blowing
and i don’t know which way i’ll be going
so i raise up my hand and i try to make a plan
but i don’t understand
watching my thoughts flutter away
like butterflies when the fall turns to grey
but i cannot make them stay
they migrate
they leave me cold
and it makes me feel like i just don't know
look in the mirror and avoid my gaze
because a strangers face is studying me
i can’t recollect his dreams
i trace him back about twelve years or so
and it makes me feel like i just don't know
i think slow
well i don't know which way the wind is blowing
and i don’t know which way i’ll be going
so i raise up my hand and i try to make a plan
but i don't understand what it takes to be a man
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