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maybe someday I'll find you
out in the open air
maybe someday I'll see you standing
under the parking lot
with the turtle doves
neath the soot and mud
with a small dead rose
and the accordion notes
maybe someday I'll find you
you'll be working a mailman's post
or in a leather chair
with a dead man's pose
maybe someday I'll find you
somewhere in outer space
where the gravity
won't keep me down
maybe someday I'll find you
where the radiant starfish froze
maybe someday we'll start out smiling
when all the curtains close
where the magazines
and the christmas clothes
and the scents of death
are far away from my nose
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2. |
Southern Tennessee
02:42
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I had a dream that you were next to me
We were alive and we were feeling free
I left you down in southern Tennessee all by yourself
I walked across the street to the cafe
I went from feeling blue to feeling grey
I wandered on a slippery windowsill all by myself
And I wonder if we're ever gonna feel the same
I wonder if we're ever gonna feel the same
And I wonder if we're ever gonna feel the same
I left you down in southern Tennessee all by yourself
And now I sit here in a slippery mood
I'm reconsidering things through and through
I left you down in southern Tennessee all by yourself
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The Way You Treat Me Now
02:22
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I've been dreaming of you
You're only five feet away
You hold me close then push me down
The way you treat me now
Walking down the street everyday
Seeing people around me
Looking at their reflections
Just like they did the other day
and day and day and day
The way you treat me now
Red lights shine through my windows
Day and night don't think I can go
Anywhere at all
The way you treat me now
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Can't you see what's happening?
You were always on my mind
Can't you see what's happening?
You used to always be on my mind
Can't you see what's happening?
You were always on my mind
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Lonely Man
02:37
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I walked around my neighborhood
Trying to get some air
I pulled my hairs out one-by-one
Trying to finally care
And I met a woman on the street
With a tattoo studded stare
But I am just a lonely man,
It's something I must bare
It started when I was a boy
In love with the thought of being loved
I met a girl whose innocence
Had been shattered from above
And she walked me down a viny road,
I tripped and hit my head
I woke up as a lonely man,
And that's still what I am
Then years later a new relationship
Blossomed and then began to wilt
The soil started running dry
And we were merely walking on stilts
And she was the one to reassure me
I didn't feel any guilt
For I am just a lonely man,
It's just the way I'm built
And now I find comfort inside
Every single stranger's stare
I go out on weekends with friends
To distract me from this terror
And I search for conversation
Sifting through the whispers in the air
But I am just a lonely man,
It's something I must bare
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She walks upon the city streets
The moon is bright yet lost
Her father's gloves, her mother's pearls
Both swept inside a box
Her memories fractured and frayed
As they rest beneath the air
When suddenly they reappear
She says "any place is home but here"
So out into the wilderness
With a pocket knife and a cross
She meets a man with untamed eyes
And emotions glide on floss
They spend a while beneath the trees
Where the tattooed angels cried
He holds her close, she blinks her eyes
And says "any place is home but here"
And this is a sad song
I don't wanna be singing it for too long
It's a sad song
And now she rides a city bus
And it stops at all street signs
Her eyes wander like a dying dog
In it's last and final night
And where that bus will travel next
Won't occupy my mind
She's gone back to the wilderness
Because any place is home but here
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I'd like to hear a true expression from you
Not like all the things that other people say too
Not like "hey, how are you?" not "I miss you, I need you"
I wanna hear a true expression from you
I'd like to hear a true expression from you
Something honest and human, yet animal too
Like "I'd like to hunt you in the star-structured shade
neath the milk of a hot, humid and cloudy day"
I wanna hear a true expression from you
But what I get, it's a pile of discarded change
I don't care for your friends, I can't remember their names
Or the stories you tell of your daily events
I wanna hear a true expression from you
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lips r grey n teeth is brown
mounds of clay r all around
carry me to my sickened cell
life is lost then found again
Birds r dying in the street
livin' off jelly scraped from pig feet
n im feelin' so much older now
life is lost then found again
hold on, hold that breath
hold that scream
you've been runin' round
trying to find someplace to be
wake up sun is in the sky
the birds r now singing n the people r saying' "hi"
and the way they move so patiently, you know
life is lost then found again
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9. |
Down By The Old Canal
02:43
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Down by the old canal
Out where the water slows
That's where I felt you last
That's where the hours passed
Back to antiquity
Back neath the chestnut tree
Down by the old canal
Out where the water runs so slow
Down by the old canal
Thoughts glide on sunlit skin
Breeze through the tired trees
Chasing my love with me
Back to our childhood
Back when we were understood
Down by the old canal
Thoughts glide against our sunlit skin
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10. |
Summer Air
03:22
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We laughed and pointed at the sky
We smiled and closed our little eyes
The summer air came drifting down
And it thirsts for blood
We climbed an icy water slide
We slipped, collapsed in our histories
The summer air will cleanse us all
When my feet felt the ground underneath
My hair was dancing and drifting in the air
And with my lips clamped tightly on a horseshoe shell
My heart was hot, it was pounding like a station bell
I knew my thoughts I knew my mind.......
(You think there's nothing to do? There's something to do)
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Jeff Galfond: Vocals/Guitar
Jimmy DiLorenzo: Vocals/Bass
Jeffrey Michael Austin: Drums/Vocals
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