1. |
Premonition
03:20
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premonition
teralingua and the ocatillo
borderline with a twisted spine
swear i saw you in the milk of the moonlight
brother desert, meet sister sky
said it all in the breath you exhaled
stared into your cup of wine
red ripples of premonition
let it linger behind your eyes
rain, rain, rain
now there’s fear in the eyes of the mother
silk coursing through her every vein
carved deeper by the waters rising
watch it all wash away
rain, rain, rain
oh honey, can you feel my fortune
oh rise and fall my chest
been dipped in the milk of the mother
now the wild wind blows us west
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2. |
Eventide
03:52
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eventide
oh there’s something heavy in this blacktop breeze
sends the wheat rippling and rolling
and i’m curled in it’s wake, gently broke
oh memory, kaliedescope
afterwhile, when i come upon an empty mile
lay my head back and dream awhile of the way
you rocked me
eventide, i’ll float away again the day i find
an easy way to leave behin
the way you rocked me
gonna take 27 to amarillo
leave my broken heart in a hotel room
with the residue of cigarettes and strangers
with the hum of the AC and cicadas
and i’m gonna ride this highway like it’s something
listen to johnny cash and graham parsons
and I’ll chase the sky forever
if you’ll ever let me go
afterwhile, when i come upon an empty mile
lay my head back and dream awhile of the way
you rocked me
eventide, i’ll float away again the day i find
an easy way to leave behin
the way you rocked me
everything around us was changing
and i spun gently in the palm of your hand
until you sung me still
and everything around us was changing
and I spun gently in the palm of your hand
until i fell
ooo love, the way you turned me in your hands
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3. |
Cold Sound
03:10
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cold sound
you called me from cali and begged me for mercy, and i wanted you to stay.
you danced out that window and sang all the way home, and i'd wondered what you were saying. babe, baby won't you stay?
well autumn brought colors that i'd never seen before, and i wanted something to change. i'm begging for mercy, won't someone give me a sign.
babe, baby won't you stay.
don't you want me back, now that i'm gone?
babe, baby won't you stay?
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4. |
I Got Drunk
03:16
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i got drunk
i got drunk, in the morning time
just roaming around trying to find
the plans that we made, in the bed that we laid
oh i don't think i can do this for another day.
you stood there, brushing back your hair
like it don't really matter, like you don't really care
and i recall you calling me crazy, but that's not really me,
it's just the way you made me.
i got drunk, in the evening time
just roaming around trying to find
the plans that we made, in the bed that we laid
oh, i don't think i can do this for another day
time goes by, and i'm all stuck here inside your head
and it's been hard, cause i'm thinking bout the things you should have said...
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5. |
Great Lakes
03:44
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well i guess I'm feeling you again
in the way the clouds are rolling in
driving up the coast of lake michigan
your haunts and suburban legendds
always playing just a little too rough
always moving on to other stuff
i was kicking over castles in the sand
and you were a speck in a great lake swimming
you know i'd never seen the northern lights,
but you conjured them that night
all the heat of the universe
bouncing between our bodies
always playing just a little too rough
always moving on to other stuff
i was burying myself in the sand
and you were a speck in a great lake swimming
i know how sad you could be
when no one was looking
when no one was looking
and I know how hard it can be to keep yourself from drowning
when you're that far out
always playing just a little too rough
always moving on to harder stuff
found myself a piece of dry land
looking for a speck in a great lake swimming
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6. |
Martindale
02:47
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i was born a supernova
4th of july middle of nowhere
masterblaster, firecracker
made to self-destruct
fell forever in your eyes of green
they were the coolest water I had seen
and i'm not sure what he saw in you but he sure did see it through
i put a hurtin' on the bottle
while i was aching over you
i put a hurtin' on the bottle
and i cried, i cried for you
it was a still and silent early morning
just outside of martindale
you know that whippoorwill she cried all night
she cried to no avail
because the morning came anyway
seemed the same but it all had changed
you know my daddy used to say
'don't lose trust, cause you'll never get it back'
i put a hurtin' on the bottle
while i was aching over you
i put a hurtin' on the bottle
and i cried, i cried for you
oh you'll never get it back
oh you'll never get it back
never get it back
i was born a supernova
4th of july middle of nowhere
masterblaster, firecracker
made to self-destruct
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7. |
Washin'
03:54
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washin'
i watched the smoke, leave your mouth
curl around, i watched your body leave the ground
as you sang, sweetly to God
you rang, like a train headed south
and i was thinking about washin'
and i was thinking abut dreamin'
and i was thinking about letting you go.
i watched the snow, fall from the sky
that was orange and gold, and turned the world white
i spun around, with my feet on the ground
and i sang, sweetly to the cane
and i was thinking about washin'
and i was thinking abut dreamin'
and i was thinking about letting you go.
have these days been rampant, or have i been wasting my precious time on chasing you
time it just slips by, between my hands
and i'm running quickly to catch up with the sun
i've been waiting for you to take off your shoes
and dance with me down this highway of dreams
just cause there's a road there, don't mean you gotta take it.
so come on baby, and dance with me
and i was thinking about washin'
and i was thinking abut dreamin'
and i was thinking about letting you go.
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8. |
California
04:07
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drug paraphernalia
my back against the bathroom door
i knew you'd come back looking for a fight
i've got no fight in me anymore
i've got no fight in me
i've been thinking some that california
might suit me just fine
I've been thinking some that i'd rather draw
than walk your lines
and i don't need to cut and bleed to know i'm alive
california, won't you please just be kind
headlights to highways, my back to the setting sun
i can't hide from the way i feel
but it feels good to run
it feels good to run
i've been thinking some that california
might suit me just fine
I've been thinking some that i'd rather draw
than walk your lines
and i don't need to cut and bleed to know i'm alive
california, won't you please just be kind
i will love again
when the tide rolls in over my skin
i will love again with that abandon
i will love again when the tide rolls in over my skin
drinking too much tonight
one last time
one last time
california
california
and i don't need to cut and bleed to know i'm alive
california, won't you please just be kind
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9. |
Change Gonna Come
05:39
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change gonna come
oh this land is always changing, right beneath my feet.
river's flooding in the middle of the night, it's been raining all spring.
and i aint got my bags packed, i ain't ready to go, but it's been taking me anyway. and i ain't never been one for the road, at lest not one that takes me away.
oh, there ain't nothin' you can do
you can't hide, and you can't run.
oh, there ain't nothin' you can do,
change gonna come.
broken bridges and broken hearts, can't you hear the sound?
i never really realized, the heaviness thats sticks around.
time really has a way, of wrapping itself around, circles back just to say hello, just for kicks and just for show.
oh, there ain't nothin' you can do
you can't hide, and you can't run.
oh, there ain't nothin' you can do,
change gonna come.
here i am by the river side, trying not to waste much more time
there ain't nothing i could say or i could do, it's the lessons that i've learned and how i'm turning
oh, there ain't nothin' you can do
you can't hide, and you can't run.
oh, there ain't nothin' you can do,
change gonna come.
change gonna come
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Whippoorwill Fort Collins, Colorado
Alt-folk written by boots-in-the-dirt, partner-in-crime country girls and delivered across a vast percussive landscape. For Whippoorwill, there's little separation between the soul and the scenery-- heartbreak is a ripped floodplain and longing, an unbroken expanse of sky. Non-traditional banjo, long harmonica riffs, distorted guitar, and three-part harmonies that scorch, soar, haunt accordingly. ... more
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