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Intro
01:04
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2. |
40th & Brown
02:59
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Mother take me by the hand
My flesh burns with blood and rain
Thunder sounds like a gun
Lighting cracks
Lights flash
And I see the past
The heavens open up
to take my pain away
Your bloody boot slips on wet cement
Your bloody hand shakes
Senseless violence
Taken back to
To the Wild West
Guns ablaze
Lifeless gaze
Crimson haze
Saddle up
It’s time to go
To the modern cowboy show
Gladiator rings
Stink of useless death
The movie screen
Sings so frightening
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3. |
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The Life in your eyes
The Death in your smile
Falling for all of time
The dew on the grass
Shown in the moonlight
Glowing in the sunlight
Heavens gates
Shut out the rest
God’s holy throne
Saved for the best
Take the words
Weight against sand
The best justice can
We find our deepest fear
In the black night
We take a life
We take a breath
We take a dull knife
We dig into a breast
Vapor rises
From and open chest
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4. |
Mary
03:35
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Mary was just another child in my home
We used to sing and laugh and play all day long
Then I found out
That I or they
Would have it all wrong
All I knew was I was never alone
As I lay here
The poison taste in my tongue
The daily darkness
Crawls across the floor
The day is far too gone
All I have done
Is talk to the spiders on my wall
Their webs catch up what is left of my soul
I have seen what those doctors have done
To the ones like me who never feel so alone
And every time I think
I get caught up in the traps that I’ve sewn
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5. |
Dead Wives
04:13
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They’re paying a high price for your head
Cheap hit men you left
Shot up and dead
You kicked the boss pissed and growling
Soon enough you'll be dead
Taking angels to rest
Side by side
Dark shadows to hide
That was a big mistake
Bringing taken wives
Into your life
That was a big mistake
Bringing taken wives
Into your cold life
Held up in the hotel
With wolves chasing your short tail
A beautiful dead bride
One last kiss while your alive
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6. |
Teenagers
04:35
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The moon hangs upon the trees
The lakes shore
Quiet in the car
Half asleep
Tired eyes
Fog rolls down the window slow
Breathing heavy
In the back seat
You do that trick
Special like your smile
The sun shines in the window of that old room
Our sleepy eyes awake to meet
We stayed out all night
In the rain we ran for cover to kiss and cure my empty heart
Together we walk in the dark
Along the shore
The frogs are singing out plainsong
The crickets hum in the background
If we could stay out all night
Just to watch the sunrise
time is running slowly out
Stars move across the sky
It may be our last night
It could be
It could be...
It could be our last night...
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7. |
Disco Dizzy
05:11
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Stranded tonight
Hard to find my way home
Dizzy from the disco lights
Love found and lost in an hour or so
Can’t remember your name
Pink skies
Early bird cries
Please just get me on a southbound train
An empty bed is calling my name
Headlights flash
Taillights fade
We rise in the dark
For the dawn to put us to sleep again
Can’t remember your name
Pink skies
Early bird cries
Please just get me on a southbound train
An empty bed is calling my name
Take me home...
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Newborn Ghost Barcelona, Spain
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