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Tungsten
03:54
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Won’t you show me where, oh here, to walk
On a moonrock road I don’t know if I even belong on
Rattlesnakes around my sandaled feet
I’ve been worn out, and blown out in defeat
I know the place I want to get tonight
Filaments of tungsten burning bright
Tell me, baby, when you see the wash of wavelengths
Will you see my silhouette appear before you in the summer heat
This is how they sing when it’s the end
When they know the ship is sinking and there’s no sign of land
Sing like it’s the last song of the night
Like the thing you always thought was wrong was right
Fashion me a curtain of batiste
Paint me in a painting of a feast
Find me, baby, under amphitheater floodlights
In a flowing robe of hollyhock, after all the whispering has ceased
Can’t you tell me where, oh where, to roam
On this lonely road I don’t know if I even belong on
Isn’t there still something we can try?
There’s no way we’ve let our lives just pass us by
Copperheads are nibbling at our toes
Rotten fruit’s the only fruit that grows
Burn me, baby, on a stake of indecision
And until that last collision, I will be the only one who knows
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No Saul
04:34
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Hard to find a lover
When you're still a rover
And you can't predict the weather
Still, I'm always hungry
Traveling in the country
Flying on a broken feather
Gravity persuaded
Us that we weren't jaded
We were all about a mix
Destiny would peer in
Running interference
Keeping us from getting a fix
Tearing into my face
Penitence and grace
Something from an older time
Said she couldn't help it
She was born selfish
It's a sin but not a crime
She's only human
She's like us all
She's ain't no prophet
Ain't no Saul
Finally couldn't stand it,
Broke the tenth commandment
Took off in a speeding car
Falling back in love, though
Now with a TV show
Could be doing worse, by far
I'm only human
I'm like us all
I ain't no Jesus
Ain't no Saul
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Undertow
03:46
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At
the closing of the day
I knew I lost my way
I bled into the bay
I bled into the
Gray
Water of the sea
Mingling with me
The salt and the debris
The salt, and felt the
Breeze
Blowing at my back
I couldn’t luff or tack
The waves would want me back
The waves were high as
Towers
I counted off the hours
I prayed for higher powers
And floated on the flowers
What’s beneath the things I know
that the surface doesn’t show?
I can’t see the undertow
But I know it moves
Lost
Destined now to fail
A boat without a sail
Sun becoming pale
My blood
My blood became the waves
The surf became a grave
My blood became the waves
I’m dragged down and I’m floating on
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Figures
03:15
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She’s frictionless and flying now
Gently gliding without sound
She doubles back and turns around
To face the rising sun
Her eyes are lovely but forlorn
She’s gliding by in perfect form
The fire’s young, the fire’s warm,
The day has just begun
Wouldn’t all this go on without me?
Wouldn’t all this go on its own?
She chooses when, she chooses how,
She chose then what she’s chosen now
The sweat collecting on her brow
Is hers and hers alone
She picks her own peculiar burning
But that won’t stop the earth from turning
She’s left with love, she’s left with yearning
She’s left herself alone
Wouldn’t all this go on without me?
Wouldn’t all this go on it’s own?
She’s done it once now done it twice
She circumnavigates the ice
She never wondered what’s the price
As she reaches the end of the day
She carves across now one last time
A cryptograph of loops and lines
The only thing she’s left behind
And soon it melts away
Wouldn’t all this go on without me?
Wouldn’t all this go on it’s own?
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Oh, Death
03:11
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Here I am, dealt a winning hand
The only one alive
Getting much too close to death
For a man of twenty five
And baby, I can’t bluff again
It’s getting much too hard
For it’s God who holds the other hand
And he never shows his cards
Oh, death – won’t you spare me over for another year?
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Fair Day Denver, Colorado
Fair Day is an indie acoustic-electronic singer-songwriter based in Denver, CO.
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