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Saint Peter
04:00
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SAINT PETER
saint peter left st louis
in search of something better
he’s still looking for something that may never be
his cousin’s not right
in the head never has been
he finds answers to all of his questions on daytime tv
It’s fine i don’t care it don’t matter whatever nevermind
mostly i’m quite aware of the mess i leave behind
i fly real close to the sun
i keep getting burned i don’t know why
sometimes it’s confusing but mostly i’m used to it
i keep getting burned i don’t know why
It’s fine i don’t care it don’t matter whatever nevermind
mostly i’m quite aware of the wrecks i’ve left behind
saint peter left st louis in search of redemption
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2. |
Butterfly Joint
06:54
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BUTTERFLY JOINT
you say that you will but you never do
you never do
you don’t even try you don’t even try
something inside has kind of died
it’s kind of died
and you don’t even try you don’t even try
sitting on the sidewalk southeast of western
southeast of western
and I got nothing to lose I got nothing to lose
It takes a butterfly joint to hold me together
to hold me together
I’ve come unhinged and unglued
i’m unhinged and unglued
those big ideas they just keep kicking you around son
standing on the south side facing toward the north
and i can’t see nothing can’t see nothing of course
i’m standing on the south side facing toward the north
and i can’t see nothing can’t see nothing of course
i’ve got these big ideas they keep kicking me around son
my big ideas they just keep kicking me around son
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3. |
California Stars
04:31
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CALIFORNIA STARS
clark flipped his hayrig into the river
lucinda singing trying to save his soul
i did some time there in the devil’s half acre
lucinda singing trying to save my soul
now i can’t shake the feeling i’m running out of time
i can’t shake the feeling i’m running out of time
becky left brooklyn a three time loser
setting her sights on those california stars
she got hung up here in the bitteroot valley
gave not one more thought to those california stars
those california stars they shine and shine
those california stars they shine and shine
becky’s still standing here in wild eyed wonder
at the land and the water and wide open skies
and all of the wrong turns that finally brought her here
to clark who left his mark on pipeorgan bridge
i can’t shake the feeling i’m running out of time
i can’t shake the feeling i’m running out of time
i can’t shake the feeling i’m running out of time
those california stars were yours
those california stars were yours
those california stars were yours and mine
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4. |
Brown
07:32
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BROWN
she bust right through that door
flashed a smile like the open sky
sunlight cut like a knife
through that cold november day
brown that’s the color of my true loves eyes
she gave me all kinds of warnings
right from the very start
said i’ll bring you trouble
i’ll bring you all kinds of trouble
brown that’s the color of my true loves eyes
now she’s wrestling her demons
yeah they’re tough little suckers
she pins their arms and rubs their heads
till she gets em to settle down
then at night their heads burst right into flames
she was just a little girl
hand caught in a slamming door
standing there silently weeping
standing waiting and weeping
all alone in this big wide world
joy i heard you calling my name all these years
joy now that i’ve found you
i pray you’ll stay pray you’ll pray you’ll stay
now this one’s looking for jesus
and i think that she’s found him
but he can be tricky
just like all the rest of em
brown that’s the color of my true loves eyes
and they all think that they’re the one
and every one of them’s right
and every one of them’s wrong
‘cause we’re all one and we all ain’t nothing
brown well you know what kind of eye’s she’s got
joy i heard you calling my name all these years
joy now that i’ve found you i pray you’ll stay pray you’ll pray you’ll stay
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5. |
Mouth Full of Bees
05:40
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MOUTH FULL OF BEES
a mouth full of bees
a pocket full of teeth
you stand there and find you’re a stump
your heads all a flutter
it’s crammed and it’s cluttered
suddenly you find you’re a stump
you’re smart and articulate
but you’re not right no you’re not right no you’re not right
hiding behind the clouds
the stars shine bright the stars shine bright the stars shine bright
he say’s darling i guess
my love it’s obscure
it dances and hides from the light
so don’t look too close
don’t hold too tight
the beast it skitters off in the night
the beast it skitters off in the night
you’re smart and articulate
but you’re not right
hiding behind the clouds
the stars shine bright
the bump and the grind
the whispering pines
they’ll tell us all we need to know
we may feel some panic
as our time draws near
and suddenly we find we’re just stumps
as suddenly we find we’re just stumps
we’re smart and articulate
but we’re not right no we’re not right
hiding behind the clouds
the stars shine bright
the stars shine bright
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6. |
Gravity and Friction
03:35
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GRAVITY AND FRICTION
a late september night south of provo
i pull in at diamond creek to sleep a couple hours before driving north
cold on the ground und billions of stars
i’m overwhelmed by the possibilities life offers
the hope the heartache the beginnings the middles the ends
i think of you
under a blanket of stars
the sky it’s a cathedral
it’s a chorus of beating hearts
the milky way spread thick like tapioca
i dream of you
under a blanket of stars
don’t be amused
by misery and heartache
god knows for sure
you’ll get your fair share
the hard knocks and kicks
and hits that life throws you
they’ll knock you down
go find yourself
go find yourself your blanket of stars
expect to be affected
by gravity and friction
though sometimes you’ll find
the rules won’t apply
you won’t be immune to weather or heartbreak
go find yourself
go find yourself your blanket of stars
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7. |
Giacomo's Assistant
04:43
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GIACOMO’S ASSISTANT
giacomo’s assistant
she kept them wrapped right around her finger
pulling strings the way no other girl could do
she’ll read you her scars
like she’s reading dostoevsky
you try to keep the names straight
but still you can’t let go
giacomo’s assistant
she loved francisco’s paintings
she called him little priest
for the way he held his hands
throwing rocks out in the courtyard
and of course one hit his forehead
and it bled so much the other kids
were sure that he was dead
and all the world
it’s laid out there right before her
she can see it
but she can’t reach out
and touch the things she loves
and nothing is real
they’re just stories we keep repeating
repeating over and over
until they all come true
and all the world
it’s laid out there right before her
she can see it
but she can’t reach out
and touch the things she loves
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8. |
These Days
06:41
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THESE DAYS
i’m not a loaded gun
i’m not the only one
staring into the sun
these days
swing your hammer
hit your thumb
it leaves you deaf and dumb
it’s happening to everyone
these days
a flatbed ford and a fistful of bills
we’re dreaming some american dream
and falling apart at the seams
hey hey we’re falling apart at the seams
hey hey we’re falling apart at the seams
these day
broken promises
all that jazz
you don’t have much
no one has
we’re ugly and small and mean
these days
you choose your words
you pick your fights
you try to do what’s right
you’re small slights come back in spades
these days
a flatbed ford and a fistful of bills
we’re dreaming some american dream
and falling apart at the seams
hey hey we’re falling apart at the seams
hey hey we’re falling apart at the seams
these day
we took a page from the book of nothing
there’s going to be hell to pay
and nobody knows what it means
hey hey we’re angry and bitter and mean
hey hey we’re falling apart at the seams these days
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KING ROPES Bozeman, montana
When Dave Hollier spins records at a party, he plays stuff that’s all over the map. The Meters, The Knife, Boston, Bowie, Buck Owens. It could go very wrong. But it doesn’t. Finding the thread that leads from The Cars to The Beastie Boys to Van Halen to Prayers, he tells a long, beautiful, cross-cultural, multi-generational story. Hollier’s band King Ropes is doing much the same thing. ... more
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