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Salvo
00:32
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Salvo --
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Magnolia
03:04
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Moonbeam
Have you seen my Georgetown bloom?
Hedges croon to lemon schemes in June
Creation blooms
Magnolia's in mourning
Meanwhile she's talking
It's true
Bells and turpentine startled me
Mountie Carlisle turned an eye again
Easy
Buckle down to ruby rigid red
And she said,
“Magnolia's in mourning. Meanwhile she’s talking. It’s true”
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3. |
Mississippi
01:07
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Mississippi is a river
That I'm hoping not to get
Sold down to
Oh not again
Inundated by the quiet
A wonder keeps her humming
How I'm talking to you
Radiator is a buoy
Getting gooey at the bottom
The Clipboard is too
She’s waiting for you
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4. |
Ascania
02:30
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Ascania is on the pavement
With a broken hull
Looks just like a leader talking
To the foreman who'll do me in
Well I'll be
My banister is rained and rocky
Like restaurants
I’d rather flower tending
Loving someone makes a fool of me
Well I’ll be
I won’t forget the taste of copper coins
I think I may be learning
This ragdoll’s prone to taking
Idle hands and broken towers lean on me
And I don’t wanna feel that way again
And I don’t wanna feel that way again
You’ll see
That’s what claims to be
Well I’ll be
I won’t forget the taste of copper coins
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5. |
Indiana
04:21
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Gary and me don’t like ascension
The straightaway design elicits clarion to my destination
Menagerie
One fine day in Indiana
A land of rubber signs
Where my best uniform must have a way
You'll have a roadway from A to B if you really learn to like me too
Maynard Keynes’ sugar libertines gallop to the sea
And the salty breeze keeps them opaque
Menagerie
One fine day in Indiana, a land of rubber signs where my best uniform got me away
Over a roadway from A to B to menagerie, in Maine
Look at all the beauty that came to me.
Destiny comforts me.
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6. |
Treasureme
03:24
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Treasureme, before I up and leave
Treasureme, before I up and leave
A company party always set on casing the spot when I’d rather be spoken to...
Or maybe reunion,
Cuz nothing really feels the way you do...
I think that you’re pleasant company in a strange way, I can
But I won’t shed a tear if you don’t know my name
So I won’t shed a tear in case you do
Gingerly
Treasure me before I up and leave
Treasureme before I up and leave
A company party and a grown man facing the sunshine
Who’s mercy and hidden danger or maybe reunion
Cuz nothing really feels the way you do
I think that you’re pleasant company in a strange way, I can
But I won’t shed a tear if you don’t know my name
So I won’t shed a tear in case you do
Gingerly
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7. |
Help Me Myra
02:57
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I keep hold of my possessions.
Count the blessings if you can.
Birds and airplanes over boulevards
Help me Myra if you can
Milk and Ovaltine ambitions
Might just hyphenate my name
Social currency won't abide by spring
Nor the airplanes over boulevards
Help me Myra if you can
Cuz I'm bored out my mind and my heart's gone moot.
And I don't think that you look like him
I keep hold of my possessions, reservations, and malaise.
Facing no one as I always do
Turned around and learned my name
Help me Myra if you can
Cuz I’m bored out my mind and my heart’s gone moot
And I don’t think that you look like him
I’ll believe that Jesus believes in me
to yourself and your own repatriation.
He’s a martyr far too warm to lose
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8. |
Blue Delilah
04:20
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Have you ever seen miracles?
You can't have my blue Delilah 'cause she's my reason to be
Taking her time on the Caspian Sea
to Fayetteville State, North Carolina
How many boats does it take to be free?
Taking my time measurably
In Oklahoma
Eighteen wheelin'
There I told her
"Lest safety pins you, I love you.
You could be something good. You could be something good."
And you can't have my blue Delilah
You can't have my blue Delilah
For me.
I just can't be weighed down two-by-two
I just can't be weighed down two-by-two
In Oklahoma
Eighteen wheelin'
I told her, I told her
"Lest safety pins you, I love you. You could be something good."
Have you ever seen miracles of but a hundred to me?
Have you ever seen miracles of but a hundred to me?
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9. |
Old Friend
03:02
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Old friend you're making a scene
At least I'm clean
Old friend you're making a scene
At least I’m clean.
Old friend
Old friend
I know that somewhere rain falls
I know that somewhere rain falls
Old friend you’re making a scene, in Albany
Old friend you’re making a scene, in Albany
Old friend
Old friend
I know that somewhere rain falls
I know that somewhere rain falls
I know that somewhere rain falls
I know that somewhere rain falls
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10. |
John E. Appleseed
05:06
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Tuesday's gone to Pennsylvania
Wednesday is a camel through a needle's thread
“Rest my head in Kentucky,” she said
Thursday was the day I re-applied
Johnny goes to fields unknown
With his blank companion
And says to creation
amends to the sea
Readjustment
Readjustment
And nothing new to do
I come for reasons like a descent
Builds swales for the wickedness
Wash it away turn it away
And nothing new to do...
You belong to Pennsylvania
Wednesday is a camel through a needle's thread
“Rest my head in Kentucky,” she said
Thursday was the day I re-applied
Johnny goes to fields unknown
With his blank companion
And says to creation
Amends to the sea
Bucolic just for me
I'm John E. Appleseed
Bucolic just for me
I'm John E. Appleseed!
Don't you know?
They're only finding tangerines
Don't you know they're only finding tangerines?
Bucolic just for me
I’m John E. Appleseed.
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11. |
Hinterlands
06:36
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Holidays at sea
Are no more than you wanted me to be
Under the fountain
Kids in the alley see timber into grain
A left at Iceland, a right turn sombered Spain
Whereby fountains of youth file in with proof of compensation
Hinterlands
Hinterlands
Her audacity then maligned her to more than she could be
Under the fountain
We burn a candle for sake of scenery.
I got a bow from the present company
Salt and loam and the time, tracking the sea
Wondering if she feels the same way ‘bout old me
Hinterlands
Hinterlands
Hinterlands
There are so many things to do around the fountain
The binds that I can see: the binds that comfort me
There are so many things to do around the fountain
The binds that I can see: the binds that comfort me
There are so many things to do around the fountain
The binds that I can see: the binds that comfort me
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