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Homecoming
04:08
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When you come back home and see all those that you knew
all wearing familiar colors, doing what you recall they do.
When all their faces change, you'll reminisce on yesterday,
but since you can't go back and touch it, you'll say 'hey I loved it, every day every day'
I loved it, I loved it, I loved it, every day
For those here among us, for the ones we never knew
I still hear that voice and believe some go too soon.
When you see her brother broke down in some saloon,
they ain't your words to mutter but you say 'hey I loved her, every day, every day.'
I loved her, I loved her, I loved her every day
you still got my love
you still got my love
every day, every day
When you do move on and your bones meld with the clay
and you're playing chess with Jesus, or whatever game you play
when all is said and done, the speech you wrote it fades away.
Since you can't go back and give it you'll say 'Hey I lived it, every day, every day.'
I lived it, I loved it, I lived it every day.
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Trade Winds
04:35
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We've been led, we've been dragged
we've been meant to feel so bad
we've been filled up, like kites on your line
we've been crossed and we've been creased
and it ain't that hard to see
you and I, we live alike, you and I
we want to know where do you find that information love
in your mind, do you mind? How do you pick a side
Do you fall to your knees when you shift with the breeze
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Are the winds like Santa Ana, or more like Havana?
Do you they make you want to flee sometimes?
Do you think you can make it to that light?
We've been pushed, we've been pulled
and where to no one knows
but ain't it nice man, being free to tour the globe?
We're told that we can, given instructions for your plan
but hey man, we ain't your man, we ain't the man
we want to know where do you find that information man
so many sides, how do you know what's right
Do you fall to your knees when you shift with the breeze
sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Are the winds like Santa Ana, or more like Havana?
Do you they make you want to flee sometimes?
Do you think you can make it to that light?
Would you trade the wind for no flame?
would you trade the love for no pain?
would you do it all again or would you change your name?
Would you fall to your knees for such a simple breeze
next time, next time, next time
Are the winds like Santa Ana, or more like Havana?
Do you they make you want to flee sometimes?
Do you think you can make it to that light?
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Satisfied
05:42
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What will we do with all of that money
and views that only naked I can see
I'm looking for a ride to California
I'm looking for a decent salary
What will we do when we get to heaven
and will they say they've been waiting for us
I'm looking for another kind of loving
but I still keep old transfers for that old bus
Where they're going man I just don't know
it seems to me a dream
to leave your friends and untied ends
for some passwords and keys
while trying to keep your promises
to make good and get by so when you're there you will be satisfied
bye, bye, bye
when you're there you will be satisfied
I got off the phone with Chicago
I've got friends and they've got other towns
I'm looking for another kind of living
but am I looking up or turning 'round
Now the wind it's swirling through your hair there
now you're smoking alone out back
you told me 'I think it's worth the wait here,
both in time and what I feel on my back.'
Where you're going man I just don't know
it seems to me a dream
to leave your friends and untied ends
for some passwords and keys
while trying to keep your promises
to make good and get by so when you're there you will be satisfied
bye, bye, bye
when you're there you might be satisfied
we waited for your call
we've been waiting for you
all the places and the faces and the locks
what will we do with all of this time now
things we said, but never spent
I'm looking forward to settling down, someday
I'll drink to that, I'll drink to that
Where I'm going man I just don't know
it seems to me a dream
to leave my friends and untied ends
with the passwords and the keys
does your love cover the cost
does it come up to that line
well, aren't you satisfied
bye, bye, bye
my love I could be satisfied
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4. |
Foreign Airplanes
03:59
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I hope when you hear this
you're thirty thousand feet up
that you've scoped out a vest
and have yourself an armrest
and a window, and a stiff drink
if turbulence gets rough
well so was everything else
that's why you're on board
high again by yourself
by the window, with a stiff drink
all that you've got left
all you could carry on
must be stowed away
above your head while you're gone
look out the window
look how the clouds sink
and when you land, look up and you'll see
I hope when you hear this
you're thirty thousand feet up
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Helen
02:36
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Helen you're a volcano
Helen you're a volcano
I've been waiting for you to blow
Helen you're a volcano
Helen you're a volcano
you've got some you never ever show
I've been waiting for you to blow
Helen you're a volcano
I've been chasing tornados and following rainbows
washing it down with hurricanes
they've got me trapped in a blizzard, I can still hear you
underneath this avalanche
there's only one thing left to see
this whole place covered in ash
Helen you're a volcano
lately life's been under control
I need something to rock the boat
Helen you're a volcano
I've been chasing tornados and following rainbows
washing it down with hurricanes
they've got me trapped in a blizzard, I can still hear you
underneath this avalanche
there's only one thing left to see
this whole place covered in ash
Helen you're a volcano
Helen you're a volcano
I'd move mountains just so you'd know
Helen you're a volcano
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Vices
05:09
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Must have been something I said, something I said
you always said it was all the things I never did
and that life don't always work out like the way it did
when we were kids
when we were kids
sometimes it's best just to digest what you've already swallowed love
before thinking about something else, something else
I left you to your own devices
you left me with my old vices
we had plenty of people thinking about us
there were plenty of people figuring out love
'Course on me it don't depend, I mean the spin
or our loneliness it won't make the long winter end
two types of selfish means chasing my own happiness
and stealing it
but we are not kids and you don't need it- walls on what to love
or thinking about something else, something else
I left you to your own devices
you left me with my old vices
we had plenty of people thinking about us
there were plenty of people figuring out love
now we're free
oh we're free
we're free, we're free
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The Other Side
03:46
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Mistakes were made, I called them too
when I picked up the phone and I called you
'No regrets' -that's what you said
well I don't like waking up in your bed
and you're ready for your main course too
no side dishes will do for you
inside of me a side of me thinks that maybe someday I might too
but the other side's another side, you know
just like you
Thinking about the next ten years,
cats and flats and babies and their names
you'll keep in mind your mother
for your mother's mother's and yours are the same
and growing up 'cause growing up's something
everyone's and everybody's got to do
inside of me a side of me thinks that maybe someday I might too
but the other side's another side, you know
just like you
somehow I'm content just watching traffic on my block all afternoon
'cause there's a side of me, inside of me that sides with me
when I'm not beside you
somehow I'm content just watching traffic on my block all afternoon
'cause there's a side of me, inside of me that sides with me
when I'm not beside you
the other side's another side you know,
and that's you.
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8. |
Untitled
02:19
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9. |
Time or Place
04:20
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Guess I showed them, yeah
I came back in a hurry and I left
with visions of the good old days
forgetting that life ain't just
ain't just a time or place
but how they're laced
in such a way
Now as I debate
the present the past is moving further away
the future, it comes today
forgetting that life ain't just
ain't just a time or place
but how they're laced
in such a beautiful way
it's a beautiful day
in a beautiful way
it's a beautiful day
so come outside
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