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1. |
Soda Water Waltz
02:33
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Head to Tucson for a holiday
Heal our hearts & drink the blues away
Time to go & test our sorrow
There is no life past tomorrow
Time we take is time we borrow
But our love will stay
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2. |
Anything You Want
03:29
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We've got a hundred & seventeen
Riding on this lonely ransom
And with this Tucson moon a glow
We have a moon we can depend on
And if we ever make it out again
There is a lot we have to think on
And if we ever make it out alive
I can promise you this much
Anything, you want it you got it
We've got a hundred & twenty three
Riding on this lonely rider
As the Tucson mountains bloom
We see the desert as a fire
If we ever make it out again
There is a lot we have to think on
And if we ever make it out alive
I can promise you this much
Anything, you want it you got it
We've got a hundred & thirty two
Riding on this lonely highway
As the Tucson noon kicks in
We see the bones as a reminder
This is a life we have barely lead
There is so much to encounter
And if we ever make it out alive
I will promise you this much
Anything, you want it you got it
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3. |
The Cinnamon Trees
05:54
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One of these days, I'll get in a boat and sail away
I'll slip on the stones, the elephant bones, I'll come to the shore
What we seek is
What we seek is
I'll claw through the leaves, the cinnamon trees
To whisper your name
I went for the neck, I went for the heart
The day before lent
What we seek is
What we seek is
What we seek is sorrow
One of these days, I'll get in a boat and sail away
I'll claw through the leaves, the cinnamon trees
To whisper your name
I wish you could smell the cinnamon trees
When all this is though
I wish this for you
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4. |
In Your Van, Clementine
03:42
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I'd hate to cross our lines
These lumberjack will sew their oats in heathen times
All these lights in our eyes
They obscure the fire inside
All these lights in our lives
They obscure what we leave behind
O love sick eyes
I'd hate to cross our wires
These fishermen will sew their oats and catch their flies
All these lights in our eyes
They obscure the fire inside
All these lights in our lives
They obscure what we leave behind
O love sick eyes
Love if you'd love me
But if you'd rather talk I'd be (fine)
By your side, we'll be fine
In your van, Clementine
O love sick eyes
Love if you'd love me
But if you'd rather talk I'd be (fine)
By your side, we'll be fine
In your van, Clementine
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5. |
The Moon Above
02:35
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When I was young
I'd fancy the future
Through the fog and the frost
And the full moon above
The moon in the sky
The heart in my chest
I wanted to find you
But I could not find you
When I was young
I’d drink all the time
I fought fire with fire
I was looking to die
I was too busy fighting
The fear of not fighting
I was too busy to see
I look to the sky
I look in your eyes
And I see you above
And I fell in love
And I fell in love
And I fell in love
When I was young
I'd fancy the future
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6. |
Organs
02:27
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7. |
Son of a Gun (Vaselines)
02:46
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Up up up and down
Turn turn turnaround
Round round roundabout
And over again
Gun gun son of a gun
You are the only one
Makes any difference what I say
The sun shines in the bedroom
When we play
The raining always starts
When you go away
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8. |
Trailer Waltz
01:59
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Came through the door like a brittle brush flower
A face like the wind and she ordered a drink
I was trying to hide from myself
Said, do you need a place?
I said, I sure as hell don't
Said, do you need some space
Why can’t a guy not emote?
She was swell / / a saturnine gel of a woman
I was trying to hide from myself
A face like the wind and she ordered a drink
I was sitting inside trying to hide from myself
A face like the wind and she ordered a drink
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9. |
In the Trees
04:01
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In these factory yards // with the black eyed stares
The apoc blades and the tree suck glaze
In these factory yards // make a tree house lair
I'd invite you in // here we won't be scared
We can eat & sleep
Watch the tree suck dawn
Watch the ash fires burn
Watch our skies elonge
I've got black lung, but it's not on my tongue
I can sing along with the black eye sun
I've got black lung, but it's not on my tongue
I can sing along
You see my stupid heart
I see your stupid smile
We have our spiral stairs
We have our desert isle
In these factory yards // make a tree house lair
I'd invite you up // the survival stairs
We can eat & sleep // watch the tree suck dawn
Watch the ash fires burn // where we all belong
I've got black lung, but it's not on my tongue
I can sing along with the black sun
I've got black lung, but it's not on my tongue
I can sing along with the black sun
You see my stupid heart
You see my swollen glands
I see the fallen swells
I see your ______ hands
It's getting softer now // It won't last longer
And when I'm dead & gone // you'll have this song to sing
In the tree suck dawn
Just you & the trees
Just you & the trees
Just you & the trees
Just you & the trees
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10. |
I Really Hope That
01:29
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See my heart
I’ve tried to understand
We all fall down
When given a chance
His operation desk
I’d love to hear him call
Our lives are all a mess
He lived to see it all
He died in this place
His skin in the sea
He’s wearing his mask
He’s thinking me
He’s thinking me
He’s thinking me
He’s thinking me
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11. |
Bluff Moon
02:37
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12. |
No Luck At All
02:48
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We got stuck in the weeds
With no luck at all
Blown tire and
a world gone to hell
Just you and me
Far as I can tell
The stakes can't be higher
With no luck at all
With no luck at all
We're in the weeds
& we're out of shells
Just you and me
Far as I can tell
The stakes can't be higher
With no luck at all
With no luck at all
Our hearts are on fire
With no luck at all
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13. |
Waltz Interlude
00:27
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14. |
Wooden Floors
01:54
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We’ve got these wooden floors
And we’re sliding around in our socks
Cuz we’re not underground
And I love you a lot
I would never want to explore
All these wooden floors
With anyone but you
I would never want to explore
All these wooden floors
With anyone but you
Hey
We’ve got these wooden floors
And we’re sliding around in our socks
I would never want to explore
All these wooden floors
With anyone but you
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fuguers cove Albuquerque, New Mexico
fuguers cove is communist garage rock. We are always working on their next ten
albums.
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