1. |
the color
03:18
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huddled in the park
in advance of dawn
although it was dark
and against the law
you had to see the early purple light
you had to see the early purple light
you had to see the color
(yeah.)
(the color.)
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2. |
brother
04:18
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thereās a blossom, an evergreen pine
thereās a problem, a terrible crime
somethingās got you ensnared on the line
left the fossil of that blossom behind
tell me, brother, what will you do?
now itās grasped you and asked you to choose
other pastures seem greener, thatās true
o, iāve passed through these same paths as you
iāve been alone
i have gone where youāre going
i have tried to be known
i've desired for knowing
o, the creeper, the terrible vine
itās grown nearer and tighter in time
o, that creature will bind and entwine
and then leave you to wither and die
iāve been alone
i have gone where youāre going
i have tried to be known
i must die for knowing
but i alone
cannot stop you from going
though what i have known
i desire your knowing
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3. |
relic
02:42
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4. |
salamander
03:20
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salamander,
oleander,
pretty face and poison dander
poison,
medicine,
vitamin,
carcinogen
fiery ember,
frozen amber,
you remember,
salamander
youād walk out of the fire if you could
do you really live inside the rotted wood?
basilisk,
the basking lizard,
lithographic bastard picture
inured,
injured,
piss-drunk on vinegar
fiery temper,
frozen anger,
you remember,
salamander
forever petrify the perfect could
would you rather have left alive the rotted would?
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5. |
dink's song
07:38
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if i had wings
like noahās dove
iād fly the river
to the one i love
fare thee well, o, honey
fare thee well
i had a man
who was long and tall
he moved his body
like a cannonball
fare thee well, o, honey
fare thee well
i remember one morning
in the drizzling rain
around my heart
i felt an aching pain
fare thee well, o, honey
fare thee well
once i wore
my apron low
iām gonna keep you
away from my door
fare thee well, o, honey
fare thee well
now my apron
is up to my chin
youāll pass my door
but iāll never let you in
fare thee well, o, honey
fare thee well
mighty river
runs muddy and wild
canāt spare the bloody
for my unborn child
fare thee well, o, honey
fare thee well
number nine train
done no harm
number nine train
take my poor baby home
fare thee well, o, honey
fare thee well
so if i had wings
like noahās dove
iād fly the river
to the one i love
fare thee well, o, honey
fare thee well
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