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"Closer To Fine"

"Closer To Fine"


I'm trying to tell you something about my life
Maybe give me insight between black and white
The best thing you've ever done for me
Is to help me take my life less seriously, it's only life after all
Well darkness has a hunger that's insatiable
And lightness has a call that's hard to hear
I wrap my fear around me like a blanket
I sailed my ship of safety till I sank it, I'm crawling on your shore.

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.

I went to see the doctor of philosophy
With a poster of Rasputin and a beard down to his knee
He never did marry or see a B-grade movie
He graded my performance, he said he could see through me
I spent four years prostrate to the higher mind, got my paper
And I was free.

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.

I stopped by the bar at 3 a.m.
To seek solace in a bottle or possibly a friend
I woke up with a headache like my head against a board
Twice as cloudy as I'd been the night before
I went in seeking clarity.

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.

I went to the doctor, I went to the mountains
I looked to the children, I drank from the fountain
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.

We go to the bible, we go through the workout
We read up on revival and we stand up for the lookout
There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in a crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine
The closer I am to fine
 
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"Cold Beer And Remote Control"

"Cold Beer And Remote Control"


All of my days have been misspent
Stuffing out the sofa and the antenna's bent
Inside my heart's bustin' out at the seams
I work for the impossible American dream
I got a job at the grocery store
A few bucks an hour and not much more
The world comes in just to take things away
And eat it all up and then they sleep into day

I try not to care I would lose my mind
Running 'round the same thing time after time
Only two things bound to soothe my soul cold beer and remote control

Once upon a time I was nobody's fool
Two jobs and showing up for school
I guess it comes apart so little by little
You don't know you're there till you're stuck in the middle
So I try not care I would lose my mind
Running 'round the same thing time after time
Only two things bound to soothe my soul cold beer and remote control

Sit down the room is dark the blurry graffiti on the benches across at the public park
The plastic's black and buttoned the haze is blue
And all I want is nothing to do

'Cause it's a long walk to the bus stop
It's a long wait for the turning clock
A two-tired car sitting up on the blocks
And things I put aside like that pile of rocks

I try not to care I would lose my mind
Running 'round the same thing time after time
Only two things bound to soothe my soul cold beer and remote control

I try not to care I would lose my mind
Running 'round the same thing time after time
Only two things bound to soothe my soul
Cold beer and remote control
 
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"Collecting You"

"Collecting You"


I could paint you in the dark
Cause I've studied you with hunger like a work of art
These are very secret days
I collect my information then I stowe it all away
Call me when you breeze through to your appointments
The work you do
Call me, I'm collecting you
The pleading prayer and hairshirt sting
My hair-trigger love and faulty spring
Motivation smokes a name, but I don't like that smell applied to me so
Blindly just the same call me
When you breeze through to your appointments the work you do
Call me I'm collecting you
Turning up my collar to an unseasonal chill you ask a favor, you know I will
The rain comes a surprise we fly across the railroad ties
I feel the danger the foolish thrill oh yes I will
What it will or won't be then
The shutter pre development the ink full in the pen
Mind the mind's eye's trickery
You might picture killer beautiful much more than it might be
Call me tell me what you're up to what you'll do
Call me I'm collecting you
I would be foolish to think that I could turn it off and stay alive
The way I live when you switch on hand on the dimmer, give me just a glimmer
Give me just a shadow hope around the edges, agony and rapture forever uncaptured
Take these secrets to your grave
Drug across your landscape and buried in your cave
You're piling up and out of sight
But trying to add it up just feels like counting shades of light
Call me when you breeze through to your appointments what you must do
Call me I'm collecting you
Hang it in my window let it complicate my view
The separation the glass of you
But I can paint this picture any way that I see fit
The art of pain the subject sits unmoved
 
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"Come A Long Way"

"Come A Long Way"


I’ve come a long way
I was a show on ice
Dazzling and brittle
But subject to the sun
And then one day
I went little by little
Back to the water
The place where I’d come from
And I went under
Like stones tied in a sack
And I got emptied
And started my way back
My name
It’s got your name on it
My shame
It’s got your name on it
My home
It’s got your name on it
Everything I own
And all my schemes drowned at the seams
Have left me fine in my own skin
I’ve come a long way
Just to begin
I’ve come a long way
Under the cover of darkness
Trusting a stranger
A boatman at the shore
The scourge of hope
The ugly face of danger
The keepers of the keys
Had me down on my knees
In front of the gilded doors
And in a world where every ax was poised to grind
To find my peace I only held up what was already mine
My name
It’s got your name on it
My shame
It’s got your name on it
My home
It’s got your name on it
Everything I own
And all my swords have turned to words that blow like poems in the wind
I’ve come a long way
I used to be twisted
When you called it an opiate
A simple way to cope
And yet I think you shouldn’t skip if you haven’t worn the shoes
They start out tight
And then they hurt your tired feet at night
But then they give a little day by day
And then before you know it
You look back and you’ve come a long way
It’s got your name on it
My shame
It’s got your name on it
My home
It’s got your name on it
Everything I own
You call my name
My name
You call my name
My shame
You call my name
My home
Everything I own
You call my name
If it’s got my name, it’s got your name on it
Everything I own has got your name on it
When I was trying to cross the river
You were at the river getting me across and now
Everything, everything I own
Has got your name on it
Oh everything
I’ve got your name on it
 
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"Come On Home"

"Come On Home"


Dark clouds are comin' like an army
Soon the sky will open up and disarm me
You will go just like you've gone before
One sad soldier off to war, enemies that only you can see.
Dishes stacked, the table cleared
It's always like the scene of the last supper here
You speak so cryptically that's not news to me
The flood is here it will carry you
And I've got work to do.
Come on home, the team you're hitched to has a mind of its own
But it's just the forces of your past you've fought before
Come back here and shut the door
I'm stacking sandbags against the river of your troubles.
There is fire there is lust
Some will trade it all for someone they could trust
There's a bag of silver for a box of nails
It's so simple the betrayal
Though it's known to change the world and what's to come.
Just come on home, the team you're hitched to has a mind of its own
But it's just the forces of your past you've fought before
Don't you recognize them anymore
I'm stacking sandbags against the river of your troubles.
There's the given and the expected
I count my blessings while I eye what I've neglected
Is this for better is this for worse
You're all jammed up and the dam's about to burst.
I hear the owl in the night
I realize that some things never are made right
By some will we string together here
Days to months and months to years
What if everything we have adds up to nothing.
Come on home, the team you're hitched to has a mind of its own
But it's just the forces of your past you've fought before
Come back here and shut the door
I'm stacking sandbags against the river of your troubles.
 
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"Compromise"

"Compromise"


You wear the cloth of finest lands,
The touch of women the toil of hands.
Undress me now before I bend,
From the weight of everyman.

When I'm walking through this world,
I need to hold your hand.
Let me take you on this ride,
I hope you understand,
I'm not asking for a compromise.

You defend, exhume, begin again
It's the riddle of a skeleton.
We're all diseased so count the coupe,
I can't imagine stopping you.

When I'm walking through this world,
I need to hold your hand.
Let me take you on this ride,
I hope you understand,
I'm not asking for a compromise.

So the earth we scorch, we breathe,
Find some comfort on our knees.
You find your worth in words that wind,
Pleasures I don't comprehend.

When I'm walking through this world,
I need to hold your hand.
Let me take you on this ride,
I hope you understand,

I'm not asking for a compromise.
 
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"Cordova"

"Cordova"


The volunteers come for your prayers
and some souvenirs,
With ivory skin and boycott lessons
Year after year.
Well I'm tracing your face up in the space of the bottom bunk,
Oh Cordova.
Where I cried and I cried,
I knew I was trading on things that I didn't have,
The things that I didn't have.
Now you come to me
With revolution's infidelity,
With blacklisted friends and tupperware kin,
And your big history.
Well I'm tracing your face up in the space of the bottom bunk,
Oh Cordova.
Where I cried and I cried,
I knew I was trading on things that I didn't have,
The things that I didn't have.
I memorize the lullabies
of dwindling lives.
The lay of the land, the touch of each hand
We lose by and by.
I'm tracing your face up in the space of the bottom bunk,
Oh Cordova.
Where I cried and I cried,
I knew I was trading on things that I didn't have,
The things that I didn't have.
 
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"Crazy Game"

"Crazy Game"


Crazy game, i never should have started to play, but now you couldn't tear me away cause love is sweet, sweet baby. so good to you and so bad and i fear, the situation's clear before my eyes. confusion wants to break me and it tries but i've been a little bit stronger from the start listen to my heart:

Cause if you're ever believing i'm thinking of leaving look to the moon, cause it's a fact she may go wandering about but she always comes shining back and it's true, i'll wait for you.

You dry your tears, don't be thinking grey is here to stay. sometimes everything is in the way you're wanting to look at it, turn your view around, dry your eyes. eyes like yours should carry a smile, i haven't seen them sparkle in a while, give it one more try, dry your eyes.

Cause if you're ever believing i'm thinking of leaving look to the moon, cause it's a fact she may go wandering about but she always comes shining back and it's true, i'll wait for you.
 
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"Cut It Out"

"Cut It Out"


I'm sittin in Darwin's theory
You're down in the 48 I'm practicing politics
You're practicing guitar and staying out late
How did we get so turned around
Why did we make it so hard
Can't we cut it out while it's tender
Give us something good to remember
Hey my my my rock star I saw your feet leave the ground
You said all I want to be is loud I was ushering your friends in I was trying to clear the aisles
So how did you get so turned around
Why do you make it so hard
Why can't you cut it out I'm tender
Give me something good to remember
Cut it out cut it all out
So it's Alaska in the summertime
In the wintertime I'm free
But the days get short cold and wasted
Nowhere is warm enough for me
Baby you tell me what happened
How did I make it so hard
Can't we cut it out while it's tender
Give me something good to remember
Cut it out cut it all out
 
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"Dairy Queen"

"Dairy Queen"


I heard that you were drunk and mean
Down at the dairy queen
There's just enough of you in me
For me to have sympathy
And take it in stride
I know I had mine
And you were as kind
I am told

Ain't it funny how we lose one day
And a lifetime
Slips away
I'm looking back on us that way
Something I
Never thought I'd say
I take it in stride
I know I had mine
It was good for a time
I am told
It was good for a time
I am told

The love you gave was not for free
But the price
Was truly fair
I never felt so glad to be
So well spent
So beyond repair
I take it in stride
At least you were mine
If not for all the time
Enough to hold
??

Now take good care that you are true
You said you found it
Hard to do
And find that bit of faith that sets you free
Having everything to prove
You take it in stride
And know you got mine
And it's good for a lifetime
Or more
I love you
I love you more and more
Oh I love you more and more
 
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