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Working The Easy Way Out
02:40
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I’m scared, I’m half there
Sad and lost and lonely
I can’t bear being bare
And cover does become me
I’ve come to escape the effects of the muscle
That beats in the hole in my chest, it’s a puzzle
A brief reprieve is all I need
I’m working the easy way out
Making my way the only way that I know how
Working the easy way out
Working the easy way out
To be fair, I do care
I’m sorry that that’s so hard to show
But beware, I may tear
Part of me is never home
I’ve got to delay the array of dismay
I just may be expecting, I’m disconnecting
But a brief reprieve is all I need
I’m working the easy way out
Making my way the only way that I know how
Working the easy way out
Working the easy way out
Working the easy way, working the easy way
Working the easy way out
Make it easy
Make it easy
Make it easy
Make it easy
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2. |
Occasion By Occasion
03:01
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I didn’t mean to be so rude
I bowed down to my mood
I don’t want to be misconstrued
I’m working on my attitude
And I know what I put you through
It’s not a reflection on you
And I know I lost some trust I earned
And I still got so much to unlearn
As I let my bitterness give way for tenderness
Won’t ask by apology for your forgivingness
But occasion by occasion I will rise
Yeah occasion by occasion I will rise
I don’t know how I get it wrong
I’ve been working on it for so long
I know better than to raise my voice
Which is not to say it’s not a choice
As I take my stubbornness and trade it for openness
I do not ask you for a love that’s conditionless
But occasion by occasion I will rise
Yeah occasion by occasion I will rise
There’s so much confusion and terror in me
But I’m working on the person that I’d like to be
And occasion by occasion I will rise
Yeah occasion by occasion I will rise
Yeah occasion by occasion I will rise
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Now that the solar system’s gone
The oceans have froze over
Don’t know if we’re the only ones
So far from the controller
Figuring out who I am in the dark
Is the saddest thing I’ve ever done
There is no light to reflect, only infinite depth
For on and on
I am a planet, I am alone out here
Drifting along without my sun
I am a planet, I am alone out here
Drifting along without my sun
And now the gravity is gone
There’s nothing left to bind us
So far from every other thing
No one’s gonna find us
Figuring out who I am in the dark
Is the saddest thing I’ve ever done
There is no light to reflect, only infinite depth
For on and on
I am a planet, I am alone out here
Drifting along without my sun
I am a planet, I am alone out here
Drifting along without my sun
What will become of me
What will become of me
What will become of me
Now that I am free
I am a planet, I am alone out here
Drifting along without my sun
I am a planet, I am alone out here
Drifting along without my sun
Drifting along without my sun
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4. |
The End Of The World
03:55
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All I do
Is what you ask me to
Now I request you do the same
You love to tease, tease, tease
But won’t you please, please, please
Please do not riddle tonight
’Cause every single day, every single day, every single day
I want to hold you
And every single way, every single way, every single way
I want to roll with you
Let’s fall in love while our civilization
Crumbles apart and returns to the ocean
Maybe there’s something in human connection
Maybe our spark will ignite an explosion
Or maybe we’ll be dancing in the dark
But this is the end of the world
All I feel
It is the real deal
Give me a chance and I’ll prove it
’Cause every single day, every single day, every single day
I want to hold you
And every single way, every single way, every single way
I want to roll with you
Let’s fall in love while our civilization
Crumbles apart and returns to the ocean
Maybe there’s something in human connection
Maybe there’s something in sharing oblivion
Or maybe we’ll be dancing in the dark
But this is the end of the world
This is the, this is the end of the world
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There is no such thing as an innocent
Every day we’re here we’re a part of it
In the grand scheme of things what is your ploy
How do you sleep at night like you’re a boy
Be careful where you stray
When you tell somebody what to do
The devil has friends in places holier than you woot woo
The devil has friends in places holier than you
You can cross the line you swore you never would
And you can wash your hands in another’s blood
Go on to justify with your righteous words
To a room of acolytes who’ve overheard
Be careful where you stray when you tell somebody what to do
The devil has friends in places holier than you woot woo
The devil has friends in places holier than you
So who do you think you are, telling me like it is,
In a place you’ve never been
Walking around like the only exception to original sin
Be careful where you stray when you tell somebody what to do
The devil has friends in places holier than you woot woo
The devil has friends in places holier than you
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6. |
Limbo
04:42
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In the to and fro, I come and go from the here to there
It’s muddy and plain as I wait on the train, litter is everywhere
A little music plays, it takes me away and mutes the morning mobs
At least for a while, until the smallest child drowns out the beat in sobs
And there’s nothing I wouldn’t give to undo what I have done
And spend an afternoon with you picking apples in the sun
Take me out of limbo and set me in motion
Fly me in an aeroplane over the wide dark open sea
Wake me up in Kalamazoo or Timbuktu, it’s up to you
Just show me something beautiful I’ve never seen before
A man in a scarf plays a plastic guitar and his partner sings
They pass a sombrero to a girl with a tarot tattoo and a beaded ring
I watch the shadow of tracks, as I go forth and back, so many windowpanes
The people get up and go, till I’m left all alone, then only seats remain
And there’s nothing I wouldn’t give to undo what I have done
And spend an afternoon with you picking apples in the sun
Take me out of limbo and set me in motion
Fly me in an aeroplane over the wide dark open sea
Wake me up in Kalamazoo or Timbuktu, it’s up to you
Just show me something beautiful I’ve never seen before
Show me something beautiful I’ve never seen before
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7. |
Original Cynic
02:35
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What is he there for, what does he care
Someone else can go up, he’ll wait by the stairs
Visiting’s always a heinous affair
If they unlock their doors then their cupboard is bare
Behind every face is a bill in disguise
Behind every joke is a tear someone cries
He says to himself for he’s all who will hear
Would anyone notice if I disappear
He’s just hogging the ball
Everybody’s a critic
But make way, make way, make way, make way
For the original cynic
Where is he going, getting nowhere
He won’t talk to people, he avoids what they share
He thinks he knows all the rules of charades
Maybe he does, but nobody plays
For behind every face are just eyes of concern
Behind every stare is a question that burns
They all call out to him, he does not hear
For he is so lost in his personal fear
He’s just hogging the ball
Everybody’s a critic
But make way, make way, make way, make way
For the original cynic
He’s the original, yeah the original, he’s the original cynic
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8. |
I Can't Feel A Thing
03:41
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Where are the tears I should be crying
Where is the tongue I should be biting
Where is the grief I should be hiding
Where is the despair I should be fighting
I understand what’s happening, I can process information
But I can’t feel a thing
Where is my mind, it should be reeling
Where’s the crushing pain, I should be kneeling
Where are the blamed I should be cursing
Where is the regret I should be nursing
I understand what’s happening, I can process information
But I can’t feel a thing
Where is the love once overwhelming
Where is the joy I couldn’t keep in
As I’m left alone with my composure
I smoke my cigarette and watch it smolder
I understand what’s happening, I can process information
But I can’t feel a thing
No I can’t feel a thing
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9. |
Mercy Finds A Way
03:40
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I feel like I’m never gonna age
I’m frozen in this space waiting for a gale
I’m glad the things I love are far away
I’m glad that they'll be safe when the raindrops fill the pail
As no time at all becomes all the time I have
Mercy finds a way to slow me down
I wonder at the leaves, the insects and the reeds
And I thank my life for every sight and sound
Muted yellow light brings in the storm
And the glow exposes every perfect form
Spread out like a dress before it’s worn
Unbloodied as the hand before the thorn
Then the memory is all that’s left
Records just keep breaking on the news
But I don’t understand the system that they use
I’m taken by the bruises in the sky
And I’m lifted as the sunset starts to cry
As no time at all becomes all the time I have
Mercy finds a way to slow me down
I wonder at the leaves, the insects and the reeds
And I thank my life for every sight and sound
Muted yellow light brings in the storm
The glow exposes every perfect form
Spread out like a dress before it’s worn
Unbloodied as the hand before the thorn
Then the memory is all that’s left
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10. |
Can't Get It By Me
03:29
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I’m gonna lose you, you can call it what you want to
But I can feel your spirit, I can feel it pulling away
I’m looking through you, you don’t love me like you used to
I can feel your spirit, I can feel it pulling away
I’ve been to town, I’ve been around for so many years now
You can’t get it by me, you can’t get it by me
You can use affection as a misdirection
But I can read the compass, we’re southbound heading for the pole
And when the levee breaks down, whose side are you gonna take now
Will you blame the river or are you gonna blame the hole
I’ve been to town, I’ve been around for so many years now
You can’t get it by me, so don’t even try me
And when the flood has all but let me drown
And the water that I tread is well over my head
You’ll watch me sinking down
Yeah I’ve been to town, I’ve been around for so many years now
You can’t get it by me, you can’t get it by me
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11. |
Locker
04:05
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With my back to Lucille as she sleeps on the bed
I feel the piano, it’s gone to my head
It’s three in the morning, so follows the chord
I’m supposed to be dancing undone and adored
Oh why am I terrified to call Minuet,
Kindling’s confetti when the matches are wet
And I’ve tried my best to understand it
Yes I’ve tried my best to understand it
I once had a locker of drawings I’d made
So many hours of labor I paid
I had no padlock, my papers were free
But my system of honor one day betrayed me
For at the end of the hallway, on the number I’d known
I found a padlock that wasn’t my own
And I’ve tried my best to understand it
Yeah I’ve tried my best to understand it
I look at the dogwood tree
As the sun creeps up over the city
Starling flies on the breeze
Singing so beautifully
And I’ve tried my best to understand it
Yeah I’ve tried my best to understand it
Yeah I’ve tried, yeah I’ve tried, yeah I’ve tried
I once had a locker of drawings I’d made
So many hours of labor I paid
I had no padlock, my papers were free
But my system of honor one day betrayed me
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12. |
Better Than The Truth
04:19
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You give me weakness, you give me lies
Make me feel happy no matter what’s outside
If I lose a weekend and I’m still half-dressed
You take yourself apart and join me in my mess
Guess I impress you, it’s hard to tell
No you never seem to ask for any help
And I get so much from your end
Don’t know what keeps you chugging there and back again
You give me something better than the truth
And I don’t believe in anything but you
You give me something better than the truth
And I don’t believe in anything but you
And when I play and veer off beat
You kill the groove so you can follow me
And I feel so safe, and I never grow
I make the same mistakes until the other people go
But that’s ok, ’cause when we get alone
You make me feel so good that all the goons went home
When my head is full of your lines
I wipe you off my mustache and I step into the night
You give me something better than the truth
And I don’t believe in anything but you
You give me weakness, you give me lies
Make me feel happy no matter what’s outside
Better than the truth, better than the truth
You give me something better than the truth
And I don’t believe in anything but you
You give me something better than the truth
And I don’t believe in anything, anything but you
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