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Playing Cards with Judas in the lounge of our hotel
And I ask while we’re playing if he likes it there in hell
Judas doesn’t answer, he just laughs and plays his hand
Lights another cigarette and turns toward the band
I have no missionary zeal I say
No armies fighting sin
But I’ll keep playing, I’ll keep playing
Until I win
I always loved the blues he says
from behind that grin
I stack and deal them again
Your friends have good intentions,
But they’re a thousand years too late
A few buildings and commandments
Won’t save you from your fate.
I have no missionary zeal I say
I don’t believe in sin
But I’ll keep playing, I’ll keep playing
Until I win
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Innocent Sunday Morning
As Plain as the Sunday before
I thought as she told me her story
I don’t think I can hear these anymore
Charting a map of land mines
Asleep in the settling dust
How come we never remember
How many times you picked yourself up?
Hey that’s the way to go
We need to know pain to grow
But you’re right, it’s a long way home
By the light of Eve
Broken and Bold
I am reminded of Bonnie
When the day breaks into dark
I think there’s nothing more beautiful
Than a face that has come so far
LyricsHey that’s the way to go
We need to know pain to grow
But you’re right it’s a long way home
By the light of Eve
Broken
You’re the bravest girl
In the whole wide world
Light of Eve
Broken and Bold
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You are what they call the human season
You are all the alphabet in one
You are every colour of confusion
You are all the silence I've become
Love me for
Stupid reasons
I like those most
Wide-eyed but
Worth believing
God knows
Damn the angry voice that keeps us queit
The editor whose work is never done
Keeping pretty words between my teeth and
Sweet confessions underneath my tongue
Drowsy contemplation
Do I let you in
This is my invitation
But how do I begin?
She has such an awful lot of soldiers
Quite a lovely army all her own
Night and day they stand before the fortress
Very safe but very all alone
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Who wants a genius anyway
Who worries if he's had enough sleep?
I'd take the bad news anyday
If it meant you were mine to keep
Sweet is the certified nervous wreck
Who now and then likes to appear
To lecture the night and the empty space
And sleep in the cradle of my ear
A few pills a day keeps the anger away
"The people can go," he says, "the furniture stays."
Trying to find a warm place to hide
Maybe born before your time
How unfair to our human eyes
How I wish you were alright
'Cause I worry...
Hello to the ghost of the eighty-eight
My favourite Canadian mess
Remembered the sound of the galaxy
and came here expecting no less
How many nights did you lock up in side of that
Terrible lonely streak and those beautiful eyes
Trying to find a warm place to hide?
Maybe born before your time
How unfair to our human eyes
How I wish you were alright
'Cause I worry about you.
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Think I should take up smoking
Maybe even cigars
Think I should be leaving now
I don’t know who you are
Have I a reason?
Am I a liar?
Am I poison?
Am I alive?
There there don’t cry
And I feel fine
Choke and dissolve like a child
I don’t mind
There are two drinks on the table
I trace the design
There are two eyes pleading
But they’re not mine
Stiff resolution
To fight to survive
I maintain indifference
All in favor say I
You want it you want it you try
And I see why
You need her you love her you die
When she’s not
Strapped to your side
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Hey Mister Paper
Better get your story straight
We're not from the sixties
And it's Sarah with an h
And, oh, sometimes
The way you read things
The way you see things
The way you reach things
Hurts my heart
Oh, I fear
Somehow you'll find the need
To spit out my name
Like a watermelon seed
And, oh, sometimes
I think 'what am I doing?
This business of bleeding'
A dime for showing
My heart
Lyrics
Oh, twin moon
You are my twin moon
Take me up-sky
So I can kiss you
Drink your starlight
Oh, twin moon
You are my twin moon
Take me up-sky
So I can kiss you
Drink your start light
I want to show you
I want to show you
I want to show you
My heart
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Awake soon
The mindstorm
I feel I feel the stars out
The fear goes I soar now
As far as I can carry you
As deep as deep
No thief can take away from you
The way you have taken from me
His mouth full
Of loose teeth
I see I see
The liar is weeping
And down on his knees
The light no longer terrifies
The grief gone to sleep
So beauty came with agony
But sweet
Oh every love is sweet
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Always wondered why your eyes closed
Don't you want to see me closing mine?
Heaven, help me, I'll devour him
See me drawing out his spine
Hey, boy, come sleep
I will turn the ocean into sky
How do you keep....
When the love... is making you high
Out of sight, out of mind
High........
You're afraid of what I'll do to you
Recall the taste of something sweet
Between a thousand sheets of memory
I cannot be blamed because you're weak....
Hey, boy, come sleep
I will turn the ocean into sky
How do you keep....
When the love... is making you high
Out of sight, out of mind
High........
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Armies and ice and dirty green
Newspapers shovels sand on the breeze
I think of Eliot when I smell the street
And it’s sometimes wise just to shut your eyes
Workers and lovers make their living space neat
Bent out of shape over what to eat
I dream of Eliot but I am discrete
Cause its sometimes wise just to shut your eyes
How sure how right
Can anyone be on sight?
I said I had hope
I lied
The city in winter, the sewage the steam
You fill buildings with people
And they rip at the seams
And somebody’s suffering infected my dreams
And don’t they know?
It’s just my old soul
How sure how right
Can anyone be on sight?
I said I had hope
I lied
So calm so wise
Give him the Nobel prize
He said he had hope
He lied
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I hear them coming
the blue parade
they're throwing snowflakes
and singing my name
in deep blue voices
I hear them say
There's good love out there
just you wait
you wait oh hold on I'm coming
don't let anybody in
he don't read stars now 'cause he's
getting old
so busy neutralizing
so much it leaves me cold
and how could you lie
how could you leave
and take of my body
my hands
my deep blue dream
Lyrics
oh hold on I'm coming
don't let anybody in
oh hold on I'm ready
lock your doors and wait for me
now leaves are falling
from the mercy tree
the blue surrounds me
so I can get some sleep and
Katie calls then she'll say
there's good love out there just you wait you wait
oh hold on I'm coming
don't let anybody in
oh hold on I'm ready
lock your doors and wait for me
oh hold on I'm coming
don't let anybody in
oh good love I'm ready
lock your doors and wait for me
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Look at you
Broken bird
Narcolepsy weed
Highway-side
Like a puppet cat
You can’t wake
I can’t sleep
And now they’ve got you
Stealing cars and chasing lullabies
How will I drag you out of motel daydreams
When will you realize?
I don’t make sugar promises
Like dandelion seeds
Lying still
With open palms
I’m only watching you breath
They talk like they know
Like they believe
LyricsBut I’d bet the brotherhood
That if they found you here
They’d leave
Oh good day orphan town
Peace is raining down
Warm your hands
On my shoulder blades
My parents gave me this peace
Who we are is how we love
That is all I need
So tell the morning
Night is lifting
And mauve is moving in
Like the steam that rises
From the garden beds
Your pain finds the wind
Oh
Good day orphan town
Peace is raining down
Good day orphan town
Peace is raining down
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Madeleine
Shall her story end?
With this aftermath music,
My broken French?
Heal her, if you can
Pray the lions aren’t waiting
Take her hand
I want to be brave, I want to be brave
But the night goes up in flames
The courage we need
A fury to tame
This madness, madness, madness
No more,
will I count the dead
Bending gathering words
I should have said
When the night falls
It scrapes its knees
LyricsWe watch the houses on fire
And she says to me
I want to be brave, I want to be brave
But I don’t think I’ll love again
The dark is so deep
I’ve lost my way
In this madness, madness, madness
Over time, luck runs out
And fate is not your friend
Over time, good must go
And are we safe, safe yet?
Madeleine,
Can I escape again?
Out of a dragonfly jar
Am I safe yet?
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