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Overture
02:47
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Up the river
Is the beginner
Who weighs the heart
Against the silver
Against the gold
‘Gainst the light and dark.
And he makes of what he holds
And sells it to the lame.
And he writes of every soul
Where they left and where they came
And where they lie - it’s never the same.
In the valley
There is a tally
Of the living and the dead.
They give them horses
For unknown forces
That come to pay their debt.
To the sky they start to cry
At what’s done in His name.
And they lay every which way
Pointing fingers to lay the blame -
Upon the kings, upon the graves.
A creeping gunman
Up to something
Takes one more name.
The dust it settles
On a million metals
Worn by the sons of Kane.
And Adam’s kin takes them in
And counts his many scars
And he loans the skin and bones
To a drunk at the end of the bar,
“You don’t know how lucky you are.”
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3. |
Heaven When We’re Home
05:24
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She frowned in the morning
And said, “go and be a man.”
I returned in the evening
With a silver wedding band.
She smiled in the noon time
And said, “you will understand.”
Cuz I’s waiting to be with her
‘Til I saw the promised land.
Oh by heavens river lies
A house that cries in shame.
You pay in blood for the price of your love
And this land is yours to name
And a name it never dies.
She was grinning in the morning
When she felt me touch her hand.
Said, “The day is for ignoring
When you ain’t got no plans.”
And we ran like the river
Runs and carves out all the land
And we marked upon the world
That it was touched by our hand.
Oh by heavens river lies
A house that cries in shame
You pay in blood for the price of your love
And this sky is yours to name
And a name it never dies.
She was gone in the morning
Like the light through my hands
And the days piled on me
Like a million grains of sand.
Cuz this living was never for her
Like the dove ain’t for the land.
I could only look upon
That distant promised land.
Oh by heavens river lies
A house that cries in shame
You pay in blood for the price of your love
And this life is yours to name
But this living never dies.
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4. |
Nothing To Say
03:26
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A king has a crown
Like a tree has leaves
To keep him in step
With what it all comes to mean
In the dead of night
In the still of the dawn
You wait to believe
What you had already known
And the hills come alive
When you lay on your side
And turn the brown to green
As you feel the moan of what has come to pass
Cuz these walls they breath
When you start to leave
Like the field after the wrath
Cuz the morning came and went too fast
I see you at last
The sum of your days
Adds up to one
Like the blot in the cloud
Makes the muddy rivers run
You come with the wind
And leave with the dust
You’re the the mist in the air
That makes the mighty pillars rust
And the river runs dry when you start to cry
Like the blood unto the earth
As you feel the hurt of today and what came before
There’s a song being sung that brings us to one
And silence begins the way
Your tongue has no tone like a child who cannot play
You have nothing to say
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5. |
Outward Boundary
05:44
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6. |
What Was Again Shall Be
04:37
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These fields are sown with blood and bone -
Our past caves to the sky.
On the stone there's writ alone
To set what wasn't mine
To fly.
Tilling now, mud takes the plow
As the owner takes the share
Of all the worth, the death and the birth,
What's borne and what's to bear -
Never there.
When you dream an undreamt thing
Does it speak as this stone?
Through your hands, its traces ring:
Nothing ages, only grows.
The river’s blue had shown in you
The green's move to changing.
Mountains call through borders and walls
That we can only name them,
Not tame them.
The summer’s spell turns stones to bells
As the winter starts to flee.
When the sun fell, I saw its tell:
What was again shall be -
We are free.
So take all your secrets and lies
And bury them in the ground.
With every footstep, they glide -
Truth travels faster than sound.
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7. |
Hello Bluebird
04:32
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Hello little bluebird
Won’t you sing to me
How the storm has come and gone?
I’m wearing out the devil
Since he took the lead
I’ll gain on him before long.
Hello Wildflower
Why do you hang your head
At the hills turned green to black?
You’re holding all the diamonds
The living and the dead
What has burned will come back.
Like the torrent that speeds
Through the river that weaves
And begins to double back
Moves valleys to peaks.
Hello little soldier
Have you won the war
For a cause never done?
I am getting tired
Of the sky getting torn
Of evil getting born in every son.
The battles you leave
Come late in your dreams
And add shades to you
But it ain’t you.
It ain’t you.
I can feel you growing
From the dark to light
The seed ain’t just made for sewing
It’s in everything you want to make right
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8. |
Spinning In Gold
04:06
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There’s a neon sign in Austin
That hangs like a tear
And says in no man’s words
In a language no one will hear
The more I drink the more I thirst
The more I pray the more I’m cursed
Because in hell it never gets cold
I’m cast in silver spinning in gold
Six miles to nowhere
And a hundred miles more
The sky it starts falling
Everywhere I’ve been before
The more I learn the more I cheat
The more I choke the more I breathe
What you give away can’t be sold
You’re buying silver spinning in gold
My heart’s been the poison
And my brain the needle fine
Dipping in the way my words do lay
As truth as well as lies
The more I run the slower I go
The more I fly the more it blows
The more I toil under this stone
The rain it comes spinning in gold
The flood it comes spinning in gold
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9. |
Southwestern Wind
05:12
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There’s a winner in the valley
And a loser on the shore.
And there’s glory in the mountains.
Who wants it more?
And there’s a carrier ‘neath the sunlight
With an old, broke southern cross.
And He’s walking with a message -
He must be lost.
Cuz the weight of this world it is heavy
When you’re trying to be free.
And its ends come upon me,
But I am floating in the breeze.
There’s a singer on the boardwalk
And a crooner on the floor;
And salvation on the stage
Who reaches the door?
Cuz these tears are ever flowing
Like the snowmelt through the stream,
But if the snow comes from heaven
Where comes this dream?
Cuz these days they are ending
And you’re going to need a friend.
You can hear Him calling to you
In the southwestern wind.
In the southwestern wind.
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10. |
Bailey Blue
02:14
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I heard the way your hair falls down
In the morning
Bailey Blue.
I smelled the rose of your wanting
In the evening
Or was it noon?
When you stretch your arms toward the sky
Like you're falling away,
Is it to see yourself in me,
Or is it the game you play?
I felt the way your feet rise up
In the morning
Bailey Blue.
I touched the words you only speak
When you can't say
What you do.
And when you spread yourself so thin
I can't look away.
I think you see yourself in me -
This is the first I've seen you today.
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11. |
Home
03:13
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