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Every heart's gonna melt
On a Minneapolis avenue
You can turn your head
But can't unsee what you saw
And you know its true
And the sidewalk and the street and the sky
Turn a billion shades of blue
When you don't know where you are
And there's angels all around
And the whole world is calling your name
Its a hard earned sound
The whole world's on fire
From a twenty dollar check
Stargazers fill the streets
Looking for knees off their necks
It's 2020, could be '67
Could be 1608, could be 11:11
And a shipwreck
When you don't know where you are
And there's angels all around
And the whole world is calling your name
It's a hard earned sound
In heaven and hell they don't sign a lease
They've got someone to let you in
But in the USA they pay the big police
Just to judge your soul by the color of your skin
And it keeps on happening
Keeps on happening....
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2. |
Ranch Road 12
04:03
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In a twin-bed motel room
I'm shattering the silence after what I said
Dying in the dark because I said it too soon
On Ranch Road 12, on Ranch Road 12
Our love was dead
And shadows swallowed the hills
At 3am I'm slamming on the hood of your car
I already know how losing you feels
Reverberations, reverberations
In the backseat stars
What do I have to wait for now?
What did I have to wait for then?
It's heavy black, you felt attacked
And now I know, now I know
I'll never see you again
I'm missing you my old friend
When I lost Alexandra I lost twenty years
Wedding clothes were scattered all over the floor
We're only friends screamed through violent tears
On Ranch Road 12, on Ranch Road 12
I wanted to be more
My face is cold against the window glass
I see your face in the winter's of our youth
It's dark in the trees and mountain pass
On Ranch Road 12, on Ranch Road 12
I was scared of the truth, I was missing you
What do I have to wait for now?
What did I have to wait for then?
It's heavy black, you felt attacked
And now I know, now I know
I'll never see you again
I'm missing you my old friend
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Plastic Islands
03:36
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Imagine the heat from the concrete
Rising through the street through our feet
Killing Mother Earth with junkie's tricks
She's afraid she thinks she needs a fix
The grass is gold the house is old
In the sunset glow a story's told
Abandoned out on the corner lot
Full or boards and bricks and spaces forgot
Melting all the stars
Digging holes for all the cars
This whole place is ours
Even the plastic islands in the ocean
It multiplies, red dawn skies
A million cries in the pools of her eyes
Mother Earth who lost a child
And the sea churned
And the wind went wild
I see mountains and river fountains
I hear angels counting and I feel surrounded
By selfish, blind, and greedy fools
Made rich by blood and death-machine tools
Melting all the stars
Digging holes for all the cars
This whole place is ours
Even the plastic islands in the ocean
I don't wanna kill
I don't wanna steal
From her anymore
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Mermaids
04:58
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Mermaids swimming in the deep green blue
They don't look half as good as you do
In your yellow sweater in the streetlamp glow
You got your gypsy ride and a place to go
Mountains and moons crumble out of your heart
Its paper-mache where the universe starts
You're in a quiet place, every moment's colliding
You tell me your still learning how to live inside them
Your still learning how to live inside them
Oh my soul I see your face
Oh my soul's in a quiet place
Oh my soul's in a quiet place
Sometimes I'm scared to say something wrong
So I had it all away until it grows into a song
A long time ago at the coffee shop you
Told me the rarest color in nature was blue
If I could paint with the sky I'd just wanna show you
Oh my soul I see your face
Oh my soul's in a quiet place
Oh my soul's in a quiet place
It's phosphorescent at the bottom of the sea
Don't let my dreams die in tragedy
Mermaids swimming where it's void of light
They don't look as good as you do tonight
Hopkins Street is empty to hear you sing
While we got right now, tell me anything
I was just making the block, tell me anything
I just wanna hear you talk, tell me anything
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5. |
Marigold Bloom
03:00
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Where's your field tonight my marigold?
A karaoke kiss in the Manhattan cold
I changed shapes for you like love untold
Time and space at your finger tips
When you spoke of your love I learned how to pray
Words and bodies just die away
in big cities we could never stay
Fragile red was the cracks of your lips
If I had it my way
I'd be headed your way soon
But I can't find you marigold bloom
I can't find you marigold bloom
Every cycle except the seasons was born to explode
Rainbows glimmering on rain-slick roads
Campfire songs in the falling snow
Music where the afterlife exists
Marigold bloom in the April rain
And a cool hush settles down on my brain
When i'm gone will you ever speak my name
It sounds like time as it slips
If I had it my way
I'd be headed your way soon
But I can't find you marigold bloom
I can't find you marigold bloom
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6. |
Sunflowers Leaning
04:57
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Where are you little boy from New Orleans?
"I've got sunflowers leaning in both my eyes,
And I don't break apart no more
Think I'll sleep a little while
In these June blue skies"
There's something inside me I'll never find
Pollen is a universe and the monarch butterflies
I was born on a Wednesday, in the shadow of a train
Think I'll sleep a little while
In these June blue skies
Scattered all across the shores and sand, you know
Every second is an hour, or a sunset, or a seven
And the breath of days is breathing all my lifeblood away
All lost songs go to heaven
Where are you little boy from New Orleans?
"I'm not sure, but it's getting better
Watching ships turn blue and disappear
And someday I will too, like an old love letter"
Scattered all across the shores and sand, you know
Every second is an hour, or a sunset, or a seven
And the breath of days is breathing all my lifeblood away
All lost songs go to heaven
I saw it in a dream
Felt it in my heart
Just so I knew you were real
Touched your skin
In the supermarket line
It was more than a dream
With your dreadlocked curls
And your crooked smile
Rock & Roll hands
Folksinger feet
You got the loose change blues
Like a shepherd to the lost
With your train yard howl
You took care of us then
Angel of midnight prayers
I awoke and just wept
All lost songs go to heaven
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Pride of Barbados
04:10
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Oh you'd let the Pride of Barbados
Fall right out of your hair
All skin and bone on the river stones
I follow you baby you always take me there
Oh you'd let the Pride of Barbados
Fall all around your skin
There's a light in your heart
Where the tall trees start
By the edge of a field where you let me in
I taste the river on your lips
Like lightning on your fingertips
Lay me down on your pallet floor
Cause I never felt this kind of love before
Now I'm knocking at your old front door
Like a fool
Oh you'd let the Pride of Barbados
Fall right out of your hair
All skin and bone on the river stones
Thompson's Island in the sunrise air
Oh you'd let the Pride of Barbados
Fall all around your skin
There's a light in your heart
Where the tall trees start
By the edge of a field where you let me in
I taste the river on your lips
Like lightning on your fingertips
Lay me down on your pallet floor
Cause I never felt this kind of love before
Now I'm knocking at your old front door
Like a fool
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El Paso
03:21
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Dark, blacked-out shutters
Underbelly cages, somebody mutters
Evil power police in the broad daylight
Empire illusions, delusions of might
Methamphetamine manifested in the bowels
Out in the woods an old lover howls
He drove to El Paso with death in his eyes
We live with so many lies
Its hard to stand so many lies
Vacuum vortex, self-affliction
I can't move for the apprehension
Reverse hypnotist, they have guns
Patient hands and murder that numbs
Devil's advocate on the gallows
By a willow tree in the shadow
(chorus)
Love beings shot in doorways
Star-seedlings born in morning
I see myself seven-folded
I hear myself my voice exploded
Mercy, empathy
Being warred against by enemies
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Matinee
04:43
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Its always better in the daylight hours
Its a silver screen not a special power
Its like saying your name out loud
You wanted to know how it really feels
Pointed to your face on the poster bill
Its like saying your name out loud
Watched your own movie in the theater alone
You made them laugh in the monochrome
Its like saying your name out loud
The whole generations at the ticket booth
And when she leaves we'll find out the truth
Its like saying your name out loud
Just exist here for a little while
Until Hollywood goes out of style
its like saying your name out loud
Its always down some sunlit street
Where innocence and frailty meet
its like saying your name out loud
Jesus Christ born and died
In the Summer of '69
Its like saying your name out loud
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10. |
Maddie
03:24
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Maddie, I watched you fade to forever
Walking in the parking lot
I almost chased you down
Then I thought I'd better not
Just stood there on the front porch
Remembering a party when you said
"You shouldn't look so sad"
You filled kind things in my head
Maddie, its every direction at once
There's no beginning or end
A death-like grip comes over my brain
We all dream of where to descend
Maddie, with the starlight could make them laugh
Weaving stitches of seconds of time
Indigo in the blood moon hour
You never know how much someone's been crying
Maddie with the force of infinity
Maddie with the saggy clothes
Maddie on the brink of the universe
With a pain that no one knows
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Marshall Anderson Austin, Texas
"Marshall moves through the world in a stream of poetry, words flowing from his pen and exhaling from his guitar as naturally as the sun shines on cotton fields."
Christian Wallace (Texas Monthly)
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