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Graveyard Names
03:08
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walking out taking polaroids beneath the summer rain
ramblin thru graveyards with typewriters to collect old funny names
Ransom Adams, Fanny Handerson & more
we didn't know what lay in store
pushing out bicycles to the meeting spot in the woods down by the lake
nothing's impossible with friends at hand and a crush you feel is fate
Noahdiah, sweet Sophronia, Quartus Moore
where did those times go?
i know I can't have them back again,
but i just want a love like Lazar & Zilma Mayants
& i know it's strange but I must proclaim
that something magical's inside when I recite those graveyard names
hopping turnstiles, running from the cops on by the gate
thinking we're vagabonds just cause we read and sometimes stay out late
coffee in bookstores, beer on swingsets in the night
oh some things we got right!
& i know...
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No Ragrets
03:19
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maybe you won't be my baby
& maybe that won't be so bad
cause lately you've been driving me crazy
& craziness is making me sad
i am so blue! & i don't regret not taking that acid with you
hard to bet your life on a lover
hard to bet your life on a ghost
i appreciate you not sweeping it under the rug
but i'd have liked it if you let me know first
i am confused! & i don't regret not selling my whole life to you
territorialism is tragic,
but freewheeling can be such a bore
it's not that i never thought you were magic
it's just that nowadays i'm really not sure
i am not you! but i don't regret the time i spent with you
what can I do?
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Hey There, Lover!
03:01
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hey there lover, how's it up above?
can't see you down here from under the
spell you're sending, got me wishing
that i's more careful about who i let in
those eyes drive me wild, god damn that smile
could drive a man crazy, send him halfway round the world in
search of new lands -- sure want those hands
around my body but for how long, I'm not sure
ah but you, you'll be coming back soon
sometime, it's true. got me waiting,
anticipating just what i'm gonna do
love like voodoo, love what you do,
the things you're putting me thru they do confuse
me my lover, be my lover!
but when you're finished with me just let me go free!
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Prospect & Refuge
05:40
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she goes to the window to look at the birds
she's studying symbols cause she's at a loss for words
he's reading the bible, it's writ in her skin
it starts with revival but it slowly turns to sin
kick off your shoes, babe, come inside
maybe stay just for the night
little to win but nothing to lose
balancing prospect & refuge
she says she's a goddess, she just wants to preach
he thinks he's a prophet cause he's always at her feet
she's an escape artist, she floats on trapeze
he's locked in his harness cause he threw away the keys
i'm gonna let this one pass by,
maybe stay just for the night
hard to shake these lovesick blues
balancing prospect & refuge
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Magical Religion
02:42
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