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Go
04:16
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Lover your head is down your eyes are on the floor
No matter what we give it leaves us wanting more
But you, you know which way to go
For all the empty hours and restless afternoons
For all the faded flowers of dreams we spoke too soon
You, you know which way to go
But there’s no harbor here
There’s only danger near
Cliffs above and rocks below
And though I want you close
This light, it only glows
To warn you far away from shore
Saying “I love you, now go”
I’m sounding the foghorn, lowly echoes ‘cross the bay
And the beacon of the tower lights the way
So you, you know which way to go
Well I won’t have another wreck upon my watch
But I can’t tell you what to do, I know this much
And you, you know which way to go
But there’s no harbor here
There’s only danger near
Cliffs above and rocks below
I don’t want to waste your time
But this light can only shine
To warn you far away from shore
Saying “I love you, now go”
I love you, now go
Go
I’m still dreaming of your eyes, your mouth, your touch
But I won’t have another wreck upon my watch
And you, you know which way to go
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2. |
Baptistina
03:19
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A change of plans
One chapter opens as another ends
So we begin
One lucky hand
Switch out the sequence till it makes a man
No blind watchmaker winding up the strand
Baptistina
Come crashing down, come crashing
No god but change
No church but ashes and remains
No prayer but waking up to face the day
So face the day, face the day
Baptistina
Come crashing down, come crashing
Come bright white light
Come wipe the slate clean
Come burning sky
Red rain and roiling sea
Let the small self go
Set these atoms free
To be swallowed by the new
Whatever it may be
Hello, goodbye
Quick as the shutter of an eye
Baptistina
Come crashing down, come crashing
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3. |
Criminal Career
04:03
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I’ve been harboring fugitives
I’ve been wondering how to live
In a station so opposite
To the world I thought I was in
All the time that I’ve been away
Weary wanderer sleepless stray
It’s no wonder we’re wanting more
Miracle we that we came this far
All this love is still here
But how could we not feel
The gravity of years
And my criminal career
I still see your shade everywhere
From Olympia to Jaisalmer
I will carry you in my heart
As I did from the very start
All this love is still here
But how could we not feel
The gravity of years
And my criminal career
I just want to see you open
Unafraid and golden
Like I’ve always known you to be
Believe me
All this love is still here
But how could we not feel
The gravity of years
And my criminal career
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4. |
Leaving Oldtown
03:26
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I’m leaving Oldtown
With no direction, learning how to be alone
Learning how to stand on my own two feet
I’m getting good now
A recollection, hollow as a sparrow bone
Mythic as the stories our parents told
It’s getting colder
The days are shorter
It’s not the season for the road
Blow out the candle
Pack up your bedroll
I think it’s time to go
I’m leaving Oldtown
I’m bags and boxes, hand me downs and borrowed rooms
Still hoping to be loved anew
I need a new town
Where no-one knows me, no-one heeds a thing I do
And no-one’s ever heard of you
It’s getting colder
The days are shorter
It’s not the season for the road
Blow out the candle
Pack up your bedroll
I think it’s time to go
I need a new town
I need a new town
It’s getting colder
The days are shorter
It’s not the season for the road
Blow out the candle
Pack up your bedroll
She says it’s time to go
I’m leaving Oldtown
I’m leaving Oldtown
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5. |
The Easy Ones
03:47
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You can’t just love the easy ones
You can’t just love the easy ones
You’ve got to let them in when you’d rather just run
You can’t just love the easy ones
You can’t just play the simple songs
You can’t just play the simple songs
You gotta knuckle down ’til your fingers are raw
You can’t just play the simple songs
When I can face the ones I fear
It’ll all become clear
Oh when I embrace the ones I fear
It’ll all become clear
You can’t just walk the shortest road
You can’t just walk the shortest road
You’ve got to straighten your back ‘neath the heaviest load
You can’t just walk the shortest road
When I can face the ones I fear
It’ll all become clear
Oh when I embrace the ones I fear
It’ll all become clear
For all the suffering souls beside me
I pray love will guide me
I pray love will guide me home
You can’t just love the easy ones
You can’t just love the easy ones
You’ve got to let them in deep when you’d rather just run
You can’t just love the easy ones
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6. |
Amnesty
03:46
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Kisses at the door, gather round the table
Papers lay in wait, envelopes to mail
Barking at my heels, I’m trying to be stable
Just leave me in the bag I’m going soon again
Dreaming of unpacking, some day I can stay
I’ll call you when I can, it’s just another day
Home feels a million miles tonight
Hope feels a little hard to find
I’m here to catch some kind of spark
In every face I see
And offer amnesty, offer amnesty
Points along the path, moments strung together
Give up on arrival, trying to remember
Everything should matter, nothing lasts forever
Oh how could I have known it’s braver to surrender
Cast off your coat and shiver in the weather
All the time I wasted chasing buried treasure
Home feels a million miles tonight
Hope feels a little hard to find
I’m trying to get some glimpse of grace
From across this endless sea
Would you offer amnesty?
Would you offer amnesty?
And I can’t go home now
No I can’t go home, I can’t go
I can’t go
Home feels a million miles tonight
Hope feels a little hard to find
We’re all stumbling towards the light
And we beg to be released
Would you offer amnesty?
Would you offer amnesty?
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7. |
Grief and Praise
03:30
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Oh you sisters encircled, you children of mine
You humble my heart and sharpen my mind
Though we’re scattered and wearied and change is upon us
We are bound ‘til the end, still a family I promise
Though all that you love will be taken some day
By the angel of death or the servants of change
In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage
Sing loud while you’re able in grief and in praise
For so many years we swam into the tide
And we would not abandon, heroic and kind
Shared our sweat and our shelter, our bodies and blood
Godspeed and good fortune, I will miss you my love
For all you hold dear will be taken some day
By the angel of death or the servants of change
In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage
So sing loud while you’re able in grief and in praise
Now we meet at well of sorrow
Dug down to the heart of the earth
To be joined at its source to the spring of hope
Drink deep while you can and give thanks for your thirst
For all that you love will be taken some day
By the angel of death or the servants of change
In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage
So sing loud while you’re able in grief and in praise
Sing loud while you’re able
In grief and in praise
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8. |
Unwritten
03:17
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No fail no learning
No risk no earning
No loss no returning
No bitter no sweetness
No rain no harvest
No hope no solace
Unwritten songs are not sung
Unspoken love will fade
Unlock the door to your heart
Enter the dawning day
Unlock the door
No pain no pleasure
No work no leisure
No quest no treasure
No cry no laughter
No pulse no dancer
No end no hereafter
Unwritten songs are not sung
Unspoken love will fade
Untie the knots of your fear
Enter the dawning day
Unlock the door
Unlock the door
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There's Always More
03:11
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Hold on, no I don’t need to talk
Far gone and the words are too small
There’s always more
Roots bare, fragile and free
So scared of the part I can’t see
There’s always more
A trace between what will be
And what came before
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10. |
Held Up
03:31
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I’ve been dreaming of the day of judgment
Wondering what I’ll say
For the seasons I lost to sorrow
The sin of my wasted days
For the beauty I should have noticed
The kindness I did not give
The bounty I took for granted
The life that I could have lived
Held up at the gates of heaven
Held up before the light
Stretched out ‘til it was transparent
There was nowhere I could hide
The preacher he talks of glory
Of streets to be paved in gold
He’s got a book and he’s got a story
And we all have heard it told
Well I wonder how he came to thinking
That he’s speaking for someone above
‘Cause the only rule I know is true
There’s no limit to the reach of love
No limit to the reach of love
Held up at the gates of heaven
Held up before the light
Stretched out ‘til I was transparent
There was nowhere I could hide
Sent back to the living world
I’ve got so much more to learn
Everybody makes the same mistakes
Everybody takes their turn
How can you sit in judgment
How do you cast that stone
When everybody here’s a sinner
And everybody feels alone
Brother you ain’t so broken
Sister you ain’t so small
Everybody leaves together
Or nobody goes at all
Held up at the gates of heaven
Held up before the light
Stretched out till I was transparent
There was nothing I could hide
Sent back to the living world
I’ve got so much more to learn
Everybody makes the same mistakes
Everybody takes their turn
Everybody makes the same mistakes
And everybody takes their turn
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Reconstructing the Diary
01:36
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We won’t split the friends
We won’t make the story sad
We’ll find love again
But think of all times we had
We’ll rearrange the memories
And reconstruct the diary
So every detail will agree
We’re perfect blameless friends
If it’s such a happy story
Then why should it end?
I met you as a boy
You held me in your warm embrace
I still feel young at heart
So how’d I get this aging face?
We’ll rearrange the memories
And reconstruct the diary
So every detail will agree
We’re perfect blameless friends
If it’s such a happy story
Then why should it end?
If it’s such a happy story
Why should it end?
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Well the earth is flat and grass don’t grow
The Northeastern winters hardly ever snow
There’s no price to love and there never was
And nobody’s gonna get hurt
The kids don’t need a thing and they always do the dishes
The laundry does itself and we are granted all our wishes
If it’s meant to be, it’s easy
And nobody’s gonna get hurt
The highway wasn’t made for leaving
Whiskey wasn’t made for regret
The smoke in my lungs makes it easier to breathe
And broken hearts will always mend
I will always feel this way, I will never leave your side
I won’t lose myself to fear or lose you to my pride
I will speak less often but I will speak the truth
And nobody’s gonna get hurt
The highway wasn’t made for leaving
Whiskey wasn’t made for regret
The smoke in my lungs makes it easier to breathe
And broken hearts will always mend
Nobody, nobody, nobody’s gonna get hurt
Nobody, nobody, nobody’s gonna get hurt
Lovers don’t lie, time is merciful
We are always gonna stay young and beautiful
And I will shoulder all the blame if we can’t make this work
So nobody’s gonna get hurt
Nobody’s gonna get hurt
The highway wasn’t made for leaving
Whiskey wasn’t made for regret
The smoke in my lungs makes it easier to breathe
And if you love someone enough it never ends
Nobody, nobody, nobody’s gonna get hurt
Nobody, nobody, nobody’s gonna get hurt
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