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Someone said you’re back in town
This I gotta see
Your parting words are ringing in my ears
“It ain’t you, it’s me, babe”
Hey, you know, I really missed
That game I play with you
Where you tell me a lot of lies
And we both pretend they’re true
Meter’s running, engine’s gunning
And you’re in the lead
Guess you might as well come on over
And let me get you up to speed
How was your brief vacation
Away from reality?
See anything you want to remember
Anyone you want to be?
Meter’s running, engine’s gunning
And you’re in the lead
Guess you might as well come on over
And let me get you up to speed
Bet you met some nice boys
I met some nice girls as well
Let’s just keep it to ourselves
Too polite to kiss and tell
Meter’s running, engine’s gunning
And you’re in the lead
Guess you might as well come on over
And let me get you up to speed
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Absinthe-minded
Whiskey-soured
Tarred and feathered
Rolled and floured
It ain’t my fault
Just circumstances
Don’t think I can’t see
Your sideways glances
Honey, honey, you’re so sweet
Tell me you love me and the lie’s complete
What’s your real name?
What’s your story?
Give me a heads up
if I should worry
Low down and highballed
All out of money
I been last-called
So much it’s funny
Honey, honey, you’re so sweet
Tell me you love me and the lie’s complete
No I ain’t drunk
I’m just drinking
Helps me not do
All that much thinking
Let’s just keep this
Confidential
Just a drink short
Of our potential
Honey, honey, you’re so sweet
Tell me you love me and the lie’s complete
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Rivers
04:05
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Dying from a snakebite
or dying in the sun:
I don’t really want to die at all
but I got to choose one
Where’s that water well
that they advertised?
Staked my life on it
but it seems they lied
Flames, flames
Are rising all around
We got miles to go
And rivers to cross
Before we’re found
Don’t know my neighbors
never mind my name
heat makes everybody crazy
ain’t that a shame?
Can you see the vultures
circling the cage?
Shadows darkening the ground
hate is all the rage
Flames, flames
Are rising all around
We got miles to go
And rivers to cross
Before we’re found
No one knows what they should think
Unless it’s on a screen
Choose your favorite talking head
And customize your scene
Thoughts and prayers and sound bites
Modern liturgy
While the fire closes in
On our fantasy
Flames, flames
Are rising all around
We got miles to go
And rivers to cross
Before we’re found
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Separate Checks
03:58
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Well I guess I’m a little nervous
Have I got the right place?
Damn, what’s it been, ten or twelve years?
Will I even know your face?
Will you even know my face?
I remember once we started driving
left behind a lot of little wrecks
I’d say the best way to handle this today
is to ask for separate checks
We can ask for separate checks
These things are tricky, aren’t they?
Reconstructing the past
A word here, a gesture there
can last and last and last
They can last and last and last
Now I find myself wishing for
a way to go back and undo
the mortar I mixed, the bricks I stacked
into walls between me and you
Walls between me and you
Is there dirt or are there diamonds
At the heart of this thing?
Afraid the whole works will unravel
If we start pulling at the strings
If we start pulling at the strings
Best to stay up on the surface
Small talk, nothing too complex
I’d say the best way to handle this today
Is to ask for separate checks
We can ask for separate checks
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6. |
No Man's Land
04:15
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No man’s land
No man’s land
Hard to find a place to stand
In no man’s land
No man’s land
No man’s land
Solid ground has turned to sand
In no man’s land
Dig the trenches deep
Find a place to sleep
Pray the Lord your soul to keep
Here where life is cheap
Someone always drawing lines
Someone always laying mines
Preaching ‘bout the end of time
No man’s land
Sowing hatred, reaping fear
You know you ain’t welcome here
Million ways to disappear
No man’s land
Dig the trenches deep
Find a place to sleep
Pray the Lord your soul to keep
Here where life is cheap
Robber barons make the rules
Play the common folk for fools
Better not give us the tools
No man’s land
People scared enough to pray
People mad enough to slay
Rolling on to Judgement Day
No man’s land
Dig the trenches deep
Find a place to sleep
Pray the Lord your soul to keep
Here where life is cheap
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7. |
Refugio (60Hz)
02:38
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Lonely Oak New Hampshire
Based in New Hampshire, USA, Mark Reimer composes and performs original music under the name Lonely Oak in the spirit of American blues, country, and gospel ancestors. Descended from Okies and Arkies (look it up), he was an ordained minister in his 20s and has been a traveler ever since. ... more
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