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Angeline
04:44
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In my dreams I seen, breaking bread and sipping and lean
My prince there blind in his chamber
Now the hourglasses fall as I claim to not recall
My indecision and overall fever
And the gates are breaking in to the on-call men
Who shuffle cards and shout for me to Save Her
In my ceiling here I see the painting hanging over me
Of endless stones below me and my writer
Oh, Angeline, my money over me
Come to rest, babe, for a minute — I’m anxious
At sixteen I, with my friends close by
Took a hose and a rag for our torture
The conclusion we made, we saw the white rolling train
Headed east then became our next function
In the liquid and the brine (the broken cables in my mind)
The cries you throw and yet you take me still closer
And of course now you say that my blood inside your vein
Doesn’t sit there, no no, but bubbles in laughter
Oh, Angeline, my money over me
Come to rest, babe, for a minute — I’m sleepless
Now we’re twenty and one. I feel our infancy is done
We can settle down in a vineyard with my millions.
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Losing Count
04:12
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For all the time I spent in New York City
I’m never going back, no, you won’t get me.
It’s the tears of the place, the car crash too
It’s the blood on the wheel and my arms around you —
But it feels like a crime now, thinking about
I spent seven days trying reach that house
All you are to me is memory and a falling out
It’s okay, though. I’m forgetting. I’m losing count
So I’m not as pretty as I was then?
My face is gone with the age and the wind.
All I’m asking for is a time
We were on again back then, give it back, it’s mine!
But it feels like a crime now, thinking about
I spent seven days trying to reach that house
All you are to me is memory and a falling out
It’s okay though, I’m forgetting, I’m losing count
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You must leave now, take what you need you think will last
Whatever you wish to keep you better grab it fast
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun
He’s crying like a fire in the sun
Look out, the saints are coming through
And it’s all over now, baby blue
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense
Take what you have gathered from coincidence
The empty-handed painter from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets
The sky too is folding over you
And it’s all over now, baby blue
All your seasick sailors, they’re all rowing home
Your empty-handed armies they’re all going home
And the lover who just walked out of your door
Has taken all his blankets from your floor
The carpet too is moving over you
And it’s all over now, baby blue
Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you
Forget the dead you’ve left, they will not follow you
The vagabond who’s wrapping at your door
Is standing in the clothes that you once more
Strike another match, go start anew
It’s all over now, baby blue
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Not Yet Amelia
04:01
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For a minute I thought you’d come, but I know you won’t see me
It’s a little bit hard because Amelia waits on the balcony:
With me she shares a cigarette
As I depart for the rest of the night
But isn’t this what I asked for? Isn’t this what I asked for?
Now you never leave my sight. Now you never leave my sight.
Fuck this number of shameless lies I tell to keep her around
Is this gonna be my life, approaching just to turn around?
I don’t feel no pain about it now (hahaha)
If I’m confused, let me be for a while
But isn’t this what I asked for? Isn’t this what I asked for?
Now you never leave my sight. Now, you never leave my sight!
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Sitting alone in the moonlight
Thinking about the days gone by
Wondering about my darling
I can still hear her saying goodbye
And the moon grows pale as I sit here
Each little star seems to say
“Your sweetheart has found another,
“And now she’s far, far away.”
Sitting alone in the moonlight
Wondering about the days gone by
Just thinking about my darling
I can still hear her saying goodbye
And the moon grows pale as I sit here
Each little star seems to whisper and say
Each little star! Your sweetheart! Oh Lord!
Now, she’s far, far away.
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Frank Lyon Portland, Oregon
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