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Half Measures
05:37
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HALF MEASURES
Show me a sign, show me a sign, please
They’re all around you
You just don’t like what you see
Half measures, half measures, half measures
I can’t go, I can’t go faster
Like when you wake for no reason
In the pitch of night
Look out the window, city sleeping
Guess ’bout an hour till light
Half measures, half measures, half measures
I can’t go, I can’t go faster
A string of lights dimly flicker on a lone balcony
The air is chilly and heavy
And you’re hit by melancholy
Half measures, half measures, half measures
I can’t go, I can’t go faster
What is it about this time of year
That feels so much tougher
Christmas is in the air
But I’ve much less to offer
I must be awful
Some kind of fever dream
Best become one with the bed
What’s been lost at the bottom
Is churning up and clouding your head
Half measures, half measures, half measures
I can’t go, I can’t go faster
Pick up the line, pick up the line, please
Or just resign
Shut your eyes, because there’s nothing to see
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2. |
First Last Wishes
03:31
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FIRST LAST WISHES
Fastened late days and caveats
There’s so much I forgot
Turn a cheek to yourself
How can you turn a cheek to yourself
You saw all the night lights
Flew all the red eye flights
Turn a cheek to yourself
How can you turn a cheek to yourself
Galaxy tigers out on the town
Camouflage state of mind
When the sun lost its charge
I’m ready to dine
Hoping you’re red green blind
Are you with me are you with me
Love is risky
Fields of naked dandelions
No first last wishes float by
Just a little terrified
Babies just a little terrified
The faded spines of books you read
From on the skids
From A to Zed
Just a little terrified
Babies just a little terrified
Rotten leaves cling to a frozen gate
Another winter bares its weight
Turn a cheek to yourself
How can you turn a cheek to yourself
Galaxy tigers out on the town
Camouflage state of mind
When the sun lost its charge
I’m ready to dine
Hoping you’re red green blind
Are you with me, are you with me
Love is risky, are you with me
Love is risky
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THIS WORLD IS JUST A WORLD
Is this the lover you’ve been waiting for
The parachute never opened
So there’s no what for
I know this world is just a world
I know this world
A final sucking off
Down the sinkhole
Few connections lost
Were your eyes closed
Wept the morning dew
Mouths, and static muting
Mother Nature’s kiss
Astonishing and cruel
Mountains conspired
Split the molecule
I know this world is just a world
I know this world
Rock a baby hush
Unfastened fold
Rock a baby hush
In flocks of gold
I see you laughing
I feel you dancing
And I know this world is just a world
I know this world is just a world
I know this world I know this world
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4. |
Must Have Meant
03:32
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MUST HAVE MEANT
I thought you said meet at dawn
And bring your second
A twisted muddled morning
Trudging in wet boots
Can you see my forehead’s cool
Here we are taking our ground
And it’s time to turn around
Two snaps and a hit
I stumble at the knee
Why do you always challenge me
Must’ve meant
Must’ve meant something else
Can I explain what I meant
Give me half a second
Timeout, break the tie
Let our friends decide
Tell us where the fault line lies
Before the Earth caves in
Where you end and I begin
Sometimes we forget
I’m down on bended knee
Oh, won’t you look at me
Must’ve meant some
Must’ve meant something else
But I try to understand you
I try
I try to understand you
Can you tell me what I’m missing
And does it suit me
With no conditions
Oh won’t you look at me
My broken, trusty mirror
Sorry must’ve meant something else
Must’ve meant something else
I try to understand you
I try
And I’d die to defend you, I’d die
Must have meant something else
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BEFORE THE CRASHING WAVES
Seashell child combing the beach
Before the crashing waves
All the world just out of reach
Before the crashing waves
Were they mocking me babe
Were they mocking me
Soon enough I took my fill
Before the crashing waves
Dancing madly lying still
Before the crashing waves
Were they mocking me babe
Were they mocking me
Looking for asylum
Mother confessor lover wife
Before the crashing waves
The same ones that took your life
Before the crashing waves
Were they mocking me babe
Were they mocking me
Looking for asylum
Did you know I called your name
Before the crashing waves
You answered it’s all the same
Before the crashing waves
Were they mocking me babe
Were they mocking me
Looking for asylum
Now it’s all philosophy
Before the crashing waves
So far, impossibly
Before the crashing waves
Are they mocking me babe
Are they mocking me
Are they mocking me babe
Should’ve been a siren
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6. |
Know Not Whorl
04:47
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KNOW NOT WHORL
A body walks
Upon the Earth
Versed in languages without words
Take a place
Make a happy face
Dreaming migration
Like the birds
Oiled rough string through the needle
Into your know not whorl
Once again, taking dictation
Left or right, fielding satellite
Is it all chutes and ladders
Where you step all that matters
Oiled rough string through the needle
Into your know not whorl
Will I weary of you
Or you me
Rubbed the ridges off our lucky penny
No more heads or tails
Only no not sails
Just because we have senses
Even if I’ve known you all along
Lest we speak it all vanishes
Just a splash
Not much to hang upon
Oiled rough string through the needle
Into your know not whorl
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7. |
We're Losing Her
03:45
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WE’RE LOSING HER
We see ourselves in the reflection of all water
Our ancient mother, and our future daughter
The cool, forsaken mistress of the seas
For years, she fed us on her tears
We bathed like newborns
’Lo the stratospheres she took on new forms
But our thirst eclipsed her destiny
Swallowed by space
We aren’t the last
Every great love has its past
Her incandescent melodies
And how she moved on moonless nights
Her distant lacquered greens and blues
Rippling under the last stars
That floated us
That spoke to us
Slaked are tongues in crystalline brilliance
Quicksilver
She’s a giver
Quicksilver ebbed like laughter
Swallowed by space
We aren’t the last
Every great love has its past
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8. |
I Can Give You That
04:15
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I CAN GIVE YOU THAT
I’ve arrived to drop the veil
Let the grass grow high as the cattails
Shadow of shadows spare the dawn
Take it all in before it’s gone
It’s hard to trust
To take a punch, to be ignored, misunderstood
Too many short landings
I feel the rush the memory sense
The perfect light, the smell of rain
And I am here for the taking
I can give you that
Please take it
Pay close attention, soft and rough
I’m your redemption, blind man’s bluff
Blood on the briars
You’ve been bit
In the letting you’ll know I’m it
I feel the rush the memory sense
Some of us smile as if by chance
In the expanse where we live it
I can give you that
Please take it
It’s hard to trust, to take a punch, to be ignored
To get so close
Then find yourself still wanting
I feel the rush the memory sense
The perfect light, the smell of rain
And I’m here for the taking
I can give you that
Please take it
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9. |
Changeling
03:43
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CHANGELING
At night when you’re asleep next to me
I wake with a strange feeling
It’s not you it’s me
It’s not you
It’s me
I’m a changeling
Changing don’t feel a lot like me
I’m a changeling I’m a changeling
Have I crept out of a volcano
Now I’m some hot wax figurine
At first I thought it was
But it wasn’t a dream
I’m a changeling I’m a changeling
Changing don’t feel a lot like me
I’m a changeling I’m a changeling
I’m walking down a sunny street
Thinking a thought
When I get caught in a whirlwind
I’m lying in a shallow lake
Of dread and shame
How’d I get here again
Can’t a girl ever win
Now I’m stripping in a phone booth
Like I’m Clark Kent
But so much more like The Hulk
I’m soaking and I’m spent
Changeling and this changing
Well, I suppose it’s me but we’ll see
Don’t be surprised if one day I swim away
Just swim away
Little mermaid
Born to be born to be
A changeling
Such a strange thing
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10. |
Say You're Sorry
03:34
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SAY YOU’RE SORRY
I know you didn’t mean to hurt me
Things are said or go unsaid
Children play they get dirty
Without thought we get hot
Say you’re sorry
So many things boys don’t notice
Little boys just don’t know
Sleeping with my magnum opus
Shoot the shot with your eyes closed
Say you’re sorry
Don’t deny me
This is me out of focus
Little boys just don’t know
What happens if you just hold this
In your hands
Little ghost
Say you’re sorry
Don’t deny me
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11. |
What The Thunder Said
04:42
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WHAT THE THUNDER SAID
The unexpected, resurrecting you
Can your heart detect what’s true
An angel in waiting
’been waiting for you
Now it is written in the great book
You took a bite and more than a look
Below the chapel of Eden, we bend
From winter’s kiss your wilderness
Deep in the throes it grows and grows
Winter’s kiss your wilderness
Deep in the throes it grows and grows
Don’t say a word
Ruined somersaulted
Bled to the band
Drunken echoes, whisper you’re damned
Just holed up in Eden
And feeding from your hand
We levitate this magic bed
Repeating what the thunder said
Don’t say a word don’t say a word
Distant, dry lightning
Ignited clouds on the sound
Only a matter of time
We bring rain to the ground
Now it is written
In the great book
You took a bite and more than a look
The hat you mistook flew off in the wind
We levitate this magic bed
Repeating what the thunder said
Don’t say a word
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12. |
Strawberry Moon
03:30
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STRAWBERRY MOON
If you walk to the bay
When the night’s outlasted the day
There’s a passage of light
That seems to reflect you
On the face of the water
Where molecules purl
Softly, could only be you
Strawberry moon
Had to give up the drive
Left the car by the cliffside
For her mantle of light
Saying nothing, not touching
On the face of the water
To abandon and swirl
Godly, could only be you
Strawberry moon
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