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Icarus
03:04
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No one can touch you, no one can try
You say you're in love, and the lover is the sky
The wind it howls past you and the earth seems too fast to grab you
but the water looks so warm
You didn't mean any harm,
just a boy succumbed to charm -- with the mountains in your arms
You saw the depth of their creation
When the day was done, you laid your grave inside the sun
the maze could not contain you, nor could he
The one who chained your feet
and tore your shoulders from your wings
And when you ran away, you headed westward to the sea
A fallen dreamer, your daddy cried
No great redeemer was there to fetch you when you died
The wind she held you softly, whispered Heavenly words so often
that you thought you made it there
So you said a little prayer for the judgement to be fair,
but baby, if you're them, then who's up there?
When the day was set, and the final match was met,
she dipped her head to greet you another time.
"You shone so very brightly that I thought that we'd be tied,
and what's yours is yours, and rightly,
but don't forget that you are mine"
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Apocalypse
02:27
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Run away to the desert with me,
the radio man's making me weak in the knees
For it is the end so it seems
It was the stars that called our bluff,
little old man trying to be tough --
until other powers, much greater than ours,
said 'alright boys, now enough is enough'
And you look so beautiful, wrapped up in the green glow
Say we got five hours, or maybe five minutes, until it blows
Watch these pinpricks turn into saucers, then they'll show
seven billion people who never got the hint that it's time to go
Illuminated millions, all repenting with the damned,
time for the dust to be dust and the sand to be sand
Vibrations rattle our bones, but I'm not afraid cause I'm not alone
the velvet night could tear outright,
and I'd still find myself here right at home
With you and I and a dark green sky, and all our sandy kingdom
Our subjects fear us as they hear us start to sing some
melody that will be forgotten when tomorrow's here,
so sing it to me slowly, let it marinate my ears
I gotta say, the day of days with you is turning out okay
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Molly
03:05
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She invited you in, that's how it always begins,
to pretend that you were in love
Showed you her music and you tried not to laugh,
and you never quite knew if she noticed that,
but you laughed and you drank and you smoked just the same
Now you're eating fruit and doing molly on the floor,
but you don't know what for
You assess the situation, but nothing really seems to come to mind
You always knew that you were better than this,
but you stayed anyway -- because you thought, 'hey, what the hell,
she's alright, and her hair did something in the stage lights
Shining bright like a little star, is that not what we are?'
And when the spring came, you went --
I couldn't blame you, your time spent pretending you were
somebody you weren't, when it was somebody you were
You couldn't change me, I couldn't change you,
we're good in those scenes, but now that they're through,
the audience has left, we're just out yelling our lines alone
Now you're eating fruit and doing molly on the floor,
but you don't know what for
The girl is gone, the night's still young, can't help feeling a little dumb,
but you never hung with girls who did molly before
You always knew that you were better than this,
but you stayed anyway -- because you thought, 'hey, what the hell,
she's alright, and her hair did something in the stage lights
Shining bright like a little star, is that not what we are?'
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Charlie & Jane
03:16
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I picked up your dress, you left the house a mess
I guess it's just what I would expect from you
It's strange to think they'll all stay flat,
but sometimes God says that is that --
though I can't find what that had to do with you
And I picture you now with a halo of hair,
that you get when you're drunk and I love it and stare
You enchant me, but the magic has gone away
and I long for you to come back to me
You call me an asshole, I'll tell you that's fine
it's just what happens when you drink too much wine
You say life's a joke, and we are all the punchline
I say that's dark, and a little unfair
You tell me I'm a writer, so why the fuck do I care?
and you were right -- and I was just happy to be there
And I picture you now with a halo of hair,
that you get when you're drunk and I love it and stare
You enchant me, but the magic has gone away
and I long for you to come back to me
I prayed to every God I knew existed, and even the ones that did not
but all of them resisted, said they liked what you got
And I guess it's true that you were in on what none of us knew
in your dark green dress, and your high heeled shoes,
yes -- that is how I'll remember you
I picked up your dress -- you left the house I mess,
I guess it's just what I would expect from you
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Mojo
03:17
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Songbird to the lost and wild, father to a wandering child
propagandic saviour of the human race and proprietor of our disgrace
Tell us Simon, where have you been?
Does the dust taste better washed down with gin?
Tell us Simon, where have you been?
My legs are getting heavy holding all this sin
You took your journey to the bottom of a pot of gold
the world keeps on turning, but you don't know how you got so old
Not even the city of lights can keep away the dark, cold nights
Save yourself for somewhere later down the road
Tell us Simon, where have you been?
Does the dust taste better washed down with gin?
Tell us Simon, where have you been?
My legs are getting heavy holding all this sin
Take your shoulders, hardened skin
Your love transforms you where the blades might have been
Just another year older, another year colder,
close your eyes and ease your mind
What's the last thing you told her, poetic soldier?
No more a slave to terrestrial ties
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Mesop Blues
02:47
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I got a lot going on in my head, like would I really be better off dead,
or was that just something cool I said?
Is the depressing isolation all a part of the cause,
just a backlit distraction from the lion's claws?
More preventative measures for making sure our brains don't thaw
You're just as scared as me you say,
and all we can do is hope and pray --
but I called God, and he had moved away
Paper dolls thrown in the trash, you wanna leave, so make it fast
and blow out the last cigarette ash
I got a lot going on in my brain,
wondering if this is what it's like to go insane
So the Midwest's not the best for working on emotional range
Are we doomed as a species to just wander loss,
had some finer greater purpose, but we just forgot?
Time to clear your head, darlin, your favorite TV show is on
Masses of people, torn apart,
convinced they work in affairs of the heart
Turning chemical deficits into art
But that's not what you meant you said,
as you lay down in your little bed,
but you think to yourself, maybe this is for the best
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Melanie A. Davis Murray, Kentucky
Singer-songwriter from western Kentucky. I sing about me, you, us, and the wild weird world we're currently living in.
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