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Alcalà
04:30
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All aboard a ship unweathered
And all together, we will fly
On this sword, the sun is shining
Our hearts are pining for helpless eyes
Up the coast, there lies a big bay
Where savages play in leather clothes
Not to boast, but we're much smarter
Their hearts are harder without the ghost
But a girl cries out my name
Because her life won't be the same
Only one man is to blame
Alcalà
Through the depths of this valley
The Indians rally up a storm
As they wept, their lives forsaken
For god had made them be reborn
On the hill, beneath the white cross
The foreigners tossed mud and stone
Against their will, their fade was jaded
Their hope had faded with women's moans
But a baby speaks a word
The only name he's ever heard
His mother's so disturbed
By Alcalà
Beneath the cliffs, there flows a river
Where children shiver on the shore
But something lifts them from their glory
A sadder story and nothing more
A little girl we've got is ready
I'll hold her steady and show her love
With sheets unfurled, I look to Serra
And finish for the lord above
But a girl cries out my name
Because her life won't be the same
Only one man is to blame
Alcalà
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2. |
Computer Brain
04:46
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A world lost in it's pain
A wiped computer brain
Thoughts sold in a can
Lock and misunderstand
Safety made to break
It wasn't my mistake
A world lost in it's pain
A wiped computer brain
All I see is a shiny loading screen
All I do is set passwords for the truth
Bits get bought and sold
A young man won't grow old
A world lost in it's pain
A wiped computer brain
I lost my peace of mind
I lost my phone
Of all this wasted time
How much was my own?
And when my battery dies
I'll go on home
Of all this wasted time
How much was my own?
The cracking of the glass
The fading of a class
Circuits in the street
Blisters on my feet
Listen to them sing
Through the hills false freedom rang
An upgrade coming soon makes my baby cry and swoon
The breakers and the wires
Another home lost in a fire
All I used to say is
I'd never be that way
But while you're fast asleep
In vibrating beeps
There's a world lost in it's pain
A wiped computer brain
I lost my peace of mind
I lost my phone
Of all this wasted time
How much was my own?
And when my battery dies
I'll go on home
Of all this wasted time
How much was my own?
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3. |
Give Me Oil
03:53
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Give me oil in my lamp
Give me burning, burning, burning
Because time's been burning too slow
Give me fluids in my radiator
And cool, cool air in my refrigerator
So I can have some place to go
I ain't selfish, I ain't mean
I just don't got anything
Other than the grime beneath my nails
Even god or even faith
Even peace among the human race
Would be an answer to my wails
Give me water in my stream
Give me fire give me steam
Give me anything to make my wheels roll
I don't often ask for much
So just give me a little touch
And I swear by god, I'll walk out the door
I ain't selfish, I ain't mean
I just don't got anything
Other than the grime beneath my nails
Even god or even faith
Even peace among the human race
Would be an answer to my wails
Give me chocolate, give me cheese
Put the strength back in my knees
Let the birds bring me some words to suit my song
Give me holes to spread my seed
Because you know I'm a dying breed
Give me pretty girls to make my life last long
I ain't selfish, I ain't mean
I just don't got anything
Other than the grime beneath my nails
Even god or even faith
Even peace among the human race
Would be an answer to my wails
Give me oil in my lamp
Give me burning, burning, burning
Because time's been burning too slow
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4. |
Dogwood Road
03:39
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Dogwood Road's been talking
Telling me I'm not where I belong
The mourning dove is squawking
Walking in the night before she's dawned
If I had it my way
I'd never have left, I'd never have gone
But liberty's a highway
And I'm too stoned to tell which one I'm on
Some sunrise is always shining in my eyes
Leaving me with nothing
Still, it's no surprise I'm left with wasted time
And dreams lost in my mind
Dogwood Road's been crying
Trying to unpack my bag
The radio's been sighing
Playing back the memories I have
I've been late night drinking
Wondering at what point things went bad
The railman gets to thinking
Of each and every trouble he has had
Some sunrise is always shining in my eyes
Leaving me with nothing
Still, it's no surprise I'm left with wasted time
And dreams lost in my mind
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5. |
Cocaine Boys
03:57
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"I'm alright" he said too many times
But I can see his cocaine eyes
Wrong or right, he would never bite
One small scrape won't win a fight
Jackie Gray, his mind's so far away
So many things he wished to say
But now he's gone and his friends still linger on
Picking worms out of his lawn
Every bump in life only makes it worse
The moon changed with the time
Cocaine boys endure
Broken, sad, unsure
Living against their worth
Cocaine boys endure
In the woods, a crow cries for the goods
Because he don't feel understood
And as he screams with colors crystalline
He burns the pain out in his dreams
Jackie's blue and he don't know what to do
Wished he'd seen my point of view
To graduate would be a simple fate
So he smashes the glass and licks the plate
Every bump in life only makes it worse
The moon phased out of time
Cocaine boys endure
Broken, sad, unsure
Living against their worth
Cocaine boys endure
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6. |
Cold Runnin'
05:01
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Cold runnin', watching for something
Stepping on a crack, waiting for the sun
But I found the sunshine never comes
Tied curtains hang uncertain
Relay a message from the one I hurt
But I found hurting is part of being one
Cold runnin' far away
I'm hoping I'll change and I'm hoping I'll find my way
Cold runnin' far away
I'm growing estranged and I'm scared that today's my day
So frightened and unenlightened
Growing so tired of my cognizance
And I know that's something of a sin
Tapestries hanging down on me
Got lost in the patterns, got lost at sea
But I'm too far out to take it in
Cold runnin' far away
I'm hoping I'll change and I'm hoping I'll find my way
Cold runnin' far away
Cold runnin' seemed so fun
When all I could do was laugh at the sun
Now all I do is close my eyes
Old paintings rearranging all of my memories and all of my changes
But I found it's easy to say goodbye
Cold runnin' far away
I'm hoping I'll change and I'm hoping I'll find my way
Cold runnin' far away
Cold runnin' far away
I'm hoping I'll change and I'm hoping I'll find my way
Cold runnin' far away
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7. |
Faces in a Crowd
05:27
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Once there was an honest man who took to being kind
He wrapped his arms around a thought he hoped, someday, he'd find
Once there was a southern belle with shallow eyes of blue
She looked to him to be her man but that he never knew
But overall, they knew they were faces in a crowd
No reason for feeling or acting proud
With everything that came and went, and everyone aroused
Overall, they knew they were faces in a crowd
A little, loving boy I know was sworn to secrecy
They knew that he was broken so he hangs beneath the tree
The tall white candles burn alone, too bright to testify
One goes out to check his watch but nothing does arise
But overall, they knew they were faces in a crowd
No reason for feeling or acting proud
With everything that came and went, and everyone aroused
Overall, they knew they were faces in a crowd
Nothing is too far away, but there's someone I know
Who reaches with a frail hand for what they think is close
Little people think they've got bigger things to see
But something little people don't know is what that is to be
were faces in a crowd
No reason for feeling or acting proud
With everything that came and went, and everyone aroused
Overall, they knew they were faces in a crowd
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Eric Schroeder San Diego, California
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