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Brothers
03:43
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Smoke my cigarettes in the morning time
Watch the news
Watch the blue smoke rise
What's on the news
Have we all grown up
Are we all big and old and well informed
And off to vote for so and so
Have you heard what they have said about these things
Now college is finished and good riddance
But I am still scratching my spinning head
Wondering
Who was important in the books that I read
And who were my friends and do I have any left
In the flesh, made of voice, out of frame
More than names and updates to peek upon
And I wish I had some brothers to help me to keep
Keep it all together, I can't hardly think
When I was younger my dreams were to conquer
Now I seem to simply be just sitting through the day
I miss the reckless racket that we used to make
The shine of wine aglow in burning couches howling out its January
Our blood a coursing fire defiant against the flow of time, a moment
in a single soul the instant of a memory, a memory
Where I'm floating on a river
I can't hear a thing but wind between the emerald leaves and I'm a
weightless angel underneath the opal clouds inlaid in baby blue
And here there is no night or me or you
But I wish I had some brothers to help me to keep
Keep it all together, I can't hardly think
When I was younger my dreams were to conquer
Had I some brothers to help me to keep
Keep it all together, perhaps I could think
When I was younger my dreams were to conquer
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2. |
Count to a Million
03:33
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Holding my bags
And I am here
Out for a drive
One brilliant flash and then you are gone
One sensational life
Am I losing my mind prove that I'm real
Give me a job to do
I'll draw you my name I'll count to a million
Old jokes
Friends
Friends for awhile
One brilliant flash and then you are gone
One sensational life
Am I losing my mind prove that I'm real
Give me a job to do
I'll draw you my name I'll count to a million
I'm real and I'm in here
I'm real and I'm in here
I'm real
One brilliant flash and then you are gone
One sensational life
Am I losing my mind prove that I'm real
Give me a job to do
I'll draw you my name I'll count to a million
I'm real and I'm in here
I'm real and I'm in here
I'm real
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Anybody Change
04:44
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You and I get nowhere once again
We wonder why we take the time to fight
Theories of belief and anecdotes that barely show
What it is we even care about
Well I believe in time drawn out out with us
And it out past the blink of death
But I cannot prove anything I think
Oh you might give and grant all night but I know you think I'm nuts
Does anybody really change
By having it out with those so bound to persuade, An only way
To move a heart what must I say
I love you, I'll listen, trust me
Tired, I'm sick and tired
I'm sick and tired of circling round and going on about
Going on about
All the things I want, everywhere I look
Something new to have, the needing never ends
Always incomplete, the vision of a self
Printed from a line, speaking in my house
Follows me to sleep, whispers me to wake
Cradled in desire for another thing to get
Oh get me out of here on a brand new bike
And there I go again
Love me anyhow, please
Oh you might give and grant l night but I know you think I'm nuts
The strength of a dream passing back and forth between you and me
Between you and me
Does anybody really change
By having it out with those so bound to persuade, An only way
To move a heart what must I say
I love you, I'll listen, trust me
Does anybody really change
By having it out with those so bound to persuade, An only way
To move a heart what must I say
I love you, I'll listen, trust me
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