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New Sweden
04:41
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new sweden
princess you’re not answering the letters i’ve been leaving on your doorsteps
i said the sun will shine on me
she said it hasn’t yet
wasn’t this supposed to be temporary just to pay the bills a bit
i said the sun will shine on me
she said it hasn’t yet
but the sun comes up over all of us
doesn’t it
in new sweden there’s a man i know
he makes his money working for rich folks
and he says the sun only shines on them
he worked jobs that he won’t work anymore
he says he broke his back working at his father’s store
and for what the sun never came out once
even though we ain’t got money i’m so in love with you honey
and the sun will shine on us i swear it’s coming
in the morning when i rise you bring a tear of joy to my eyes
and the streets will be lined with the yellow moose signs
in the snow capped pines you and i will be fine
we’ll be drinking red wine where the sun where the sun shines
but we’re running and we’re running short on time
because in new sweden there’s a man i know
and he died on sunday he was 32 years old
and i won’t wait for the sun anymore
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Grand Marquis
02:58
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grand marquis
i’ve got a memory of blood
i don’t remember whose it was
black and shining on the leaves
moon rising through the trees
somebody lying in the mud
that was a hammer coming down
her father found another town
before i knew her mother drank
before i knew her last name
before i knew what i know now
i know a key and gasoline
will light a spark in the machine
and we could drive all night
never find the other side
and get a lot of what we need
my lady put a lot of weight on the pedal riding home in the light of the stars
we knew good love and we knew it cause we never called it ours
we kept it running in the dark
she read a chapter out to me
lying in the backseat
about a boy who stole a horse
then went back to steal some more
they left his body in the weeds
everybody’s gambling
scared money don’t win
scared hearts don’t love
so we made a good run
and i don’t mind the shape we’re in
my lady put a lot of weight on the pedal riding home in the light of the stars
we knew good love and we knew it cause we never called it ours
we kept it running in the dark
we kept it running all night
horizon on her mind
we kept it running all night
we were fine when the sun came screaming
through the same gray skies we were sure we were leaving
my lady put a lot of weight on the pedal riding home in the light of the stars
we knew good love and we knew it cause we never called it ours
we kept it running in the dark
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Same Deer
03:00
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same deer
every time i close my eyes
i see the same deer lying by the roadside
and i don’t know what’s worse being a vulture or leaving meat on the bone
i’ve been hearing crows at night
so i keep brown liquor and a bible by my side
and i know the priest gets blood at the grocery store
i’ve seen you in this room before
i’ve seen you here before
every night the crows are screaming
it gets so i don’t know if i’m awake or dreaming
and i’ve got a memory of standing on power lines
she had her hand in my hair
she whispered in my ear it takes so long getting there
then i saw something run across the lights in the road
i’ve seen you in this room before
i’ve seen you here before
i know what they’ll say
it’s a common mistake
there’s no meaning to be made
but if you’re here and i’m here
this is a real place
i’ve seen you here before
every time i close my eyes
i see the same deer lying by the roadside
and i don’t know what’s worse being a vulture or leaving meat on the bone
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Fire On I295
02:55
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fire on i295
i saw her crying in her car
in a symphony of violins and classical guitars
i could hardly hear the sirens for the static and the sound on the stereo
fire on i295
she looks out her window she tells me she’ll be fine
the smoke a head a canyon a cavern set into the sky
i think i could love somebody now
i think i could love somebody now
while a tractor trailer burns
we were driving
we were moving
now we’re sitting on the side of the highway
collision on the interstate
she looks at her reflection in the mirror
she says her sister lives about a mile north of here
and when she saw the wreck she imagined her nephew in his carseat
i think i could love somebody now
i think i could love somebody now
while a tractor trailer burns
we were driving
we were moving
now we’re sitting on the side of the highway
collision on the interstate
tremble through the haze
tremble through the haze
i’m gonna know you till my body burns
i’m gonna know you till my body burns
we were driving
we were moving
now we’re sitting on the side of the highway
collision on the interstate
we were driving
we were moving
we were driving
don’t tell me i’m alone
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on the street after the show
i saw you down in houston
on the street after the show
you asked me to walk with you
i said i gotta be back soon though
we walked down white oak
and turned onto heights
you said me and johnny cash
are the only ones you like
you said you miss the friends
that we had growing up
and last year at jay's wedding
it was so good seeing everyone
you said that you’re proud of me
that i’m driven by a passion
but mostly i don’t feel that way
and if i’m driven by anything it’s caffeine
and i miss out on a lot while i’m driving
like the ground back home is frozen
and she’s digging out the car
and she’s driving to the ocean
with her headphones and our dog
and she listens to marc maron
the one with rosanne cash
her mother came from texas
and her daddy dressed in black
you said that you hate houston
and i’ll play better shows
you said i’m glad you followed your dreams
i said i don’t know what anybody means
when they say just do what you love
when they say be passion bound
there’s one thing i’m ok at
there’s a lot i’m missing now
johnny might’ve said he’s sorry
johnny might've said he’s wrong
johnny died in nashville
now rosie’s writing songs
there’s a million ways to dig in
there’s a million ways to try
and every way’s the same
so long as you’re not telling lies
so you do me your favors
and i’ll do you mine
and i won’t ever sweat you
or assume you’re wasting time
oh i’ll walk with you forever
i’ll walk you to the moon
i won't believe in anything
like i’ll believe in you
oh i’ll walk with you forever
i’ll walk with you always
and if i could die a dreamer
i’d die everyday
i saw you down in houston
in the street after the show
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Neighbor Joe
02:51
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neighbor joe
my dog died in 2005
she was holding my heart i was holding her hide in the rain
my neighbor joe shot my dog
he said i killed her cause you called the cops on me
i said when i die my only ghost is for you joe
otherwise i’m staying gone when i go
after that my grandpa passed
at night sometimes i’d wonder when we’d meet
my dad said when you’re dead you’re dead
my mother disagreed
i said when i die my only ghost is for our neighbor joe
otherwise i’m staying gone when i go
i hated joe
he had a daughter though
and i would carve her name on the creek stones
i was hunting raccoons in the wax moon
she came to me one day before the dawn
she said hold me she said she couldn’t sleep
she said she had a vision where she lay
in the low weeds of the dry creek
and her naked body covered with snakes
that’s how i’ll die she said
and i said i’d be glad to die with you that way
and when i die my only ghost is for your daddy joe
otherwise i’m staying gone when i go
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another traveling salesman
you don’t know what you came here for
you don’t know what you came here for
the road ahead is serpentine
the sky above is spitting rain
you don’t know what you came here for
you’re three thousand miles from your home
you’re three thousand miles from your home
you left a good love
so can’t you even say for what
you’re three thousand miles from your home
you don’t mind the driving
you see the passing fields
you like going way out in your thoughts
but every night you feel it
that hungry sort of sadness
like there’s some essential thing you haven’t got
you thought you’d be a kind man by now
but you’re not
there’s a woman in the room backstage
there’s a woman in the room backstage
she’s asking if you came alone
she was in the bar she heard your song
there’s a woman in the room backstage
you don’t know what you came here for
you don’t know what you came here for
and if they all believed in you
would that make what you’re saying true
you don’t know what you came here for
you don’t mind the moving
but you miss her all the time
you pretend to be a traveler but you’re not
and every night you feel it
that hungry sort of sadness
like there’s some essential thing you haven’t got
and they say you’re getting better all the time
you don’t mind the moving
but you’re going round in circles
and you can’t see as clearly as you thought
and every night you feel it
that hungry sort of sadness
like there’s some essential thing you haven’t got
you thought that you’d be satisfied by now
but you’re not
you get home in the dead of the night
you get home in the dead of the night
you shut the door and get in bed
she lies her head against your chest
you’re home in the dead of the night
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Gone
03:25
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gone
she said i’ll take you to the coast
lake erie buffalo
we can watch the fireworks keep each other laughing through it all
all the whistle in the reeds
all the thundercrack heat
her and i in the dark everybody else the enemy
and they were coming on
singing their old songs
it’s a born again town
it’s a barn burning down
sheep on the stall side foaming at the edges of their mouths
they were coming on
singing their old songs
and we were gone
sleeping on a bus
sun just coming up
geese of canada
cliff edge road swung river winding we were gone
through the ragweed
half staggering
just her and me
hallelujah crack of dawn morning came we were gone
all rain into toronto
gray water in the throttle
we said goodbye to cary ann caught a ride with cattle to chicago
we never got where we were going
or maybe did and didn’t know it
like sparks on a line of hay shining all the way to the explosion
and they were coming on
singing their old songs
and we were gone
when they looked for her
in the megachurch
we were long gone hollering up to god what you got we don’t want
through the ragweed
half staggering
just her and me
hallelujah waking up morning on a high cold dawn
dew frozen on the lawn
we were working on
throat dry crackle eyed
four claw track of dogs
her and i hearts wide
high tide coming on
sleeping on a bus
sun just coming up
geese of canada
cliff edge road swung river winding we were gone
through the ragweed
falling gladly
writing our songs
hallelujah crack of dawn morning came we were gone
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Tiny Horses
01:48
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tiny horses
tiny horses neighing nights
that you got drunk and tried to ride
on the corner farmer cy
came out screaming shooting high
one horse bit your tawny cat
the lightning strike across her back
you chased him through the morning grass
how mad you were how hard we laughed
you were wild then i know
you were wild then i know
you were wild then i know you think you’ve never been
summer where the water’s low
the crayfish armor hollow gold
you fall asleep holding her
and dream you live under the stones
way into the morningtime
her on you like a motorbike
you say you know she’ll leave you soon
you say you hope she’ll be alright
you were wild once i know
you were wild once i know
you were wild once and now you sit and say it’s love
you were wild once i know
you were wild once i know
you were wild once and oh wasn’t everyone
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Motorhome
03:23
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motorhome
if we make it back to new york
we’ll tell them all about new mexico
thanksgiving in the walmart parking lot
transmission busted on our motorhome
we’ll tell them how we almost made a living
ten thousand miles like a couple dogs
howling every night at someone different
running home just the two of us
driving through wyoming in the wind
we counted out a hundred antelope
we didn’t have a place to be right then
so we pulled over and that was home
the million ways there were to make our living
the million things we filled those days up with
when we stopped asking everyone’s permission
and we found out it wasn’t theirs to give
if they’re talking now and i’m not listening
if i’m staring out at the road
you know it’s probably her i’m missing
our dear departed motorhome
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Abigail For A While
05:08
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abigail for a while
you remind me of seventeen
the lot where the snow drifted high
you remind me of deer season stillness
your father out late every night
you remind me of tiny fires
cold hands in loose tobacco
leaning in close to block the wind
you remind me of first match glow
i’ll believe in anything for a while
you told me the lake isn’t gonna freeze this year
we stood at the edge of the waves
i said abi it’s fine if you need to leave this here
i’ll come back and find it someday
you remind me of an orange hat
smelling like sweat and cold air
you remind me of shots fired
way out in the woods somewhere
i’ll believe in anything for a while
somebody’s calling you abigail
and for a while so was i
somebody’s calling you abigail
you remind me there’s no hunter like time
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12. |
Self Portrait
02:29
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self portrait
i was a white looking kid from a small white town
with a puerto rican mom and i thought a lot about
how faded everyone around me was
i was a socialist and a shy little dude
i was playing tupac in a subaru
and i married the first girl i ever loved
and i’m not smooth and i’m not tough
but i thought i was
i was working summers at the ice cream place
and i ran from the cops on roller blades
and i heard my neighbor joe shoot my dog
i was an afternoon poet on aim
quoting kerouac in my away messages
and i went looking for her one night in joe’s backyard
and i’m never gonna wake joe up
but i thought i was
i thought i’d be ernesto che
i’d dance like michael and write like jay
i said hey mamma your son’s coming up
and i thought i was
so i went back to my hometown
my hat in my hand my head bowed down
i’m sorry to everyone for selling you short
i was hoping there’d be more
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Son Canciones Barcelona, Spain
Quiet songs for restless souls since 2014.
Son Canciones is an independent record label from Barcelona.
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