1. |
Museum Shoes
03:16
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Everybody’s got their own museum shoes
Treading lightly ‘cross a marble afternoon
You don’t have to play your cards like
You want to be good
You don’t have to love me just right
This isn’t Hollywood
Down the hall in the Egyptian wing
They got graffiti from 1820
Leonardo, what were you doing on the Nile
Leonardo, who’d you love and what’d you spoil?
I’m just trying to ride this wave
But I’m really comfy in my chair
I’m not ready to get saved
But I’m pretty sure I’m getting there
Through a crack on 82nd street
Dandelions ring like tambourines
You and me let’s be the wish blown
Carried with the seed
You and me let’s be the coin thrown
Flickering in the stream
I’m just trying to ride this wave
But I’m really comfy in my chair
I’m not ready to get saved
But I’m pretty sure I’m getting there
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2. |
Shatter
03:16
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You got that new haircut
You look like Princess Di
I’ll meet you at the mall
The Chinese restaurant side
You say you’re making changes
and you wave your hands
A watercolor wave
We disappear like sand
I want to know the heart of it
I wanna feel the truth
Even if it doesn’t matter
I want to look into its fiery eyes
Step right through to the other side
And see if I don’t shatter
When I was just a stranger
and I fell real soft
into the open arms
of every town I crossed
And there were oranges golden
on every branch
All of those other lives
Caught in the same slow dance
I want to know the heart of it
I wanna feel the truth
Even if it doesn’t matter
I want to look into its fiery eyes
Step right through to the other side
And see if I don’t shatter
Still every road leads back
Across my open palm
And every sky burns out
Into the same sad song
I want to know the heart of it
I wanna feel the truth
Even if it doesn’t matter
I want to look into its fiery eyes
Step right through to the other side
And see if I don’t shatter
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3. |
Whatever You Need
03:39
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I waited out front while you picked up the weed
At that all night tattoo place on East 17th
None of us tethered to home or to love
Just shots in the dark chasing all the above
How can I be what you need
How can I take the weight
And let you walk free?
Let me be your alibi
Let me be your place to cry
Whatever you need
You called from the hospital, said that you’re fine
Got a whole lot of friends talking bout the old times
You sit in the hall, they all sing along
Every word of that “Mabel Gray” song
How can I be what you need
How can I take the weight
And let you walk free?
Let me be your alibi
Let me be your place to cry
Whatever you need
And I know that I’ve been an asshole to you
All the late nights, the gaslights that I can’t undo
History pooling around me
I can’t touch the bottom
Smoke em if you got em
How can I be what you need
How can I take the weight
And let you walk free?
Let me be your alibi
Let me be your place to cry
Whatever you need
Whatever you need
Whatever you need
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4. |
The Real Thing
03:13
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I was waiting in the parking lot
All dressed up and hoping for
Some spark to cut the night
Sweet and hot like neon lights
Take me someplace I’ve never been
You make me nervous and you make me smile
I get confused and I forget just why
I came down here
Sometimes I forget to take a breath
Treading water way out of my depths
I’m out to sea and I might float away
Take me someplace I’ve never been
Baby I’m ready for the real thing
Always say we’re gonna shoot the moon
In the middle of the afternoon you get a new tattoo
With the fingers crossed
Let us be lucky
Let us not sink back
And get lost
Take me someplace I’ve never been
Baby I’m ready for the real thing
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5. |
My Kind of Thief
03:28
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I’ll wear the day like a fresh coat of paint
On a seaside hotel
Bells in a tower ring on the hour
They ripple and swell
Strange conversations
between old acquaintances
Drift through the hall
And you take a photograph
And everything stops
Snapshot of our distance past
Washed up on the rocks
You’re my kind of thief
You never look back
You get what you need
and that’s what you have
You travel light
Light as the breeze
You’re out in the wild
You’re my kind of thief
The girl at the bar
says she’ll read my cards
if I buy her a drink
“Hanged man, two of swords
See you’ve been here before
but you’re still on the brink”
Palm trees are swaying
a piano is playing
it smells like perfume
And you take a photograph
And everything stops
Fragments of our distant past
poured over the rocks
You’re my kind of thief
You never look back
You get what you need
and that’s what you have
You travel light
Light as the breeze
You’re out in the wild
You’re way out to sea
You’re miles ahead
Wait up for me
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6. |
Getting By
03:19
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Black and white tuxedo cat, watching time unfold
At the very center of the material world
You don’t have to tell me it was all a fever dream
Rolling and unfolding, coming open at the seams
I trace my footsteps backwards
from the hallway to the stairs
Comes as no surprise
I’m woefully underprepared
Lying on the kitchen floor
the cold linoleum
Getting by, getting high,
Getting absolutely nothing done
Getting by with you
Blowing on the dice with you
Running hot and running cold
Losing sleep and growing old
Getting by with you
Bought a jar of caviar
with my EBT
Got bit by a chihuahua
walking up division street
This isn’t where i thought I’d be
You said “it never is”
There is no destination
You just get to where you get
Oh getting by with you
Blowing on the dice with you
Running hot and running cold
Losing sleep and growing old
Getting by with you
Staring at the ceiling
and the ceiling starts to spin
Baby hold my hand
I think I’m spiraling again
Oh getting by with you
Blowing on the dice with you
Running hot and running cold
Losing sleep and growing old
Getting by with you
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7. |
Hellbent & Moonbound
03:41
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I was loose in the world before you
I was loose in the world
Those without roots soon get shook loose
and they rattle around like dice
You said “I think you can do better”
I said “I’m not afraid to try”
I’ve got no hook, no line, no tether
nothing I can’t leave behind
I been out walking on a wire
I fall and slip down through the cracks
Swimming around down in the dark
I see my own self staring back
I’m hellbent and moonbound
I’m in too deep
Might as well double down
How’d you like to hold me
Hold me close, don’t let me go
We’re still slow dancing
Out on Delancey
after all the bars are closed
I’m hellbent and moonbound
I’m in too deep
Might as well double down
I’m hellbent and moonbound
I’m in too deep
Might as well double down
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8. |
Easy
04:15
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Let's you and me just be easy
Let’s you and I just play nice
Let’s get our wires crossed
Let’s get all high, lazy and lost
let’s blow it all off
talk low, and not talk at all
you and me
Dust catching in the slanted light
the city’s cold and crazy appetite
curls back like a snake
Out on the street that same old pop and fizz
is flat and far away on days like this
It’s what it was, it’s what it always is
Beautiful and strange
Let's you and me just be easy
Let’s you and I just play nice
Let’s get our wires crossed
Let’s get all high, lazy and lost
let’s blow it all off
talk low, and not talk at all
you and me
Conversation lags and sighs
the heavy hours just tiptoe by
We’ve got time in spades
And all the things that might have been
All the ones we didn’t win
Spark and flash and fade back into
that golden haze
Let's you and me just be easy
Let’s you and I just play nice
Let’s get our wires crossed
Let’s get all high, lazy and lost
let’s blow it all off
talk low, and not talk at all
you and me
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9. |
Call It A Night
04:02
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"Call it a Night"
I’m in no big hurry to get my life straight
Besides I’m double parked
I’m kinda running late
I like it better way over my head
It gives me room to kick around
and stretch my legs
Don’t worry ‘bout me baby, I’ll be fine
I’ll leave the ends loose, let it all unwind
Roll with it baby, That’s just life
We do the best that we can do
Then we call it a night
And then we call it a night
I like to leave my window open in the rain
above the bed that I very politely made
It always gets better right after the worst
Just found this joint at the bottom of my purse
Can’t seem to focus the screens too bright
It keeps me up and gets me down
way into the night
Don’t call it human nature, it’s a goddamn mess
the silver lining I tore right out of my dress
Don’t worry bout me baby, I’ll be fine
I’ll leave the ends loose, let it all unwind
Roll with it baby, That’s just life
We do the best that we can do
Then we call it a night
And then we call it a night
Sometimes I get the feeling
That I’m a fool believing
And still I try and try and try
To put up a fight
Don’t worry bout me baby, I’ll be fine
I’ll leave the ends loose, let it all unwind
Roll with it baby, That’s just life
We do the best that we can do
Then someone hit the lights
Someone hit the lights
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10. |
Child Again
03:25
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The snow is deep, the moon is full
We drive to Dave’s after the show
Nina say “Don’t eat the cake though”
“Too late”
Donna’s in the closet in her winter coat
Staring into space
I swear the hills are breathing
In the air I see you breath in
Don’t know why I feel convinced
Someday I’ll be a child again
I feel so light on my feet
I tip over easily
Was that story boring?
Sounded kind of fake
Wondering will you love me
When my beauty fades
Up and up an icey hill
To a grove of trees
Johnny howls at the moon
Everything’s so bright and new
“Do you think of dying
When you hold me in your arms?”
“I think about it all the time.”
Walking back up to the house
All the lights are going out
Donna’s in the kitchen singing
“Loves a burning thing”
The girl in paisley pants gets laid
While everyone pretends that they’re sleeping
Morning comes a rooster crows
Everybody moves real slow
Don’t know why I feel convinced
Someday I’ll be a child again
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