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Where Did You Go
03:51
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The ways of the rest, you ignored; a gamble yet played. The dream that you thought might be yours had taken you home but so far away. Guided by reasons unknown to everyone around you, and you had such sweet smelling bones. And you had come home from where you’d walked away, chasing better days. You left me alone, howling away to a room full of strangers. Where did you go?
In search of the wind from that night, you chased it away. Your chances to be taking flight had guided you home, but so far away. The way that you said things just right to better your chances, you had such strange bent delight. And you had come home from where you’d walked away chasing better days. You left me alone, howling away to a room full of strangers. Where did you go?
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It's Only Love
03:19
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Love is true. Love shines through like we do, me and you. Love can change us. Love can be dangerous. Love can be you and me. Love. It’s only love.
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Good Company
02:17
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It sure is good to see you again. I can’t remember how long it’s been. It’s good that you came out this way. I know, I know, I know, I like to be in your company.
It’s always nice to have you here talking ‘bout the crap we’ve talked for years. Nothing much has really changed. I was thinking the moment I saw you that I like to be in your company.
And when the time comes for you to go I don’t have to say something you know. Whenever you’re about this way, you know I know you know I like to be in your company. I like to keep good company.
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By Bait or By Hook
05:03
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They say that there’s too many fish in the sea but none of those fish seem to fit well with me. I’ve been more than patient with every new start, I feel so defeated it’s breaking my heart. I’ve searched all the oceans, the crannies and nooks, to find me a sweetheart by bait or by hook.
There’s been lots lovers who’ve come through my door but none of them have what I’ve been looking for. Someone to be by my side in hard times - a heart, full of fancy, content to be mine. It’s tough to be haunted by the days that have passed. I gotta find me somebody and make sure it lasts.
My problems are simple, I know them by name. I’ve got memories of true love that won’t go away. I’ve made some mistakes that have made me this man that the woman who loved me could not understand. It sounds complicated but not as bad as it looks. I’ll get me a sweetheart by bait or by hook.
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The Middle
03:39
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I’ll take a good old drive beneath a nice sunrise and take the way that gets me to you. Before the night is young, before anyone comes, let’s leave it all and meet up in the middle. And when I say to you, “Honey, this part is true, that I think about you every chance I get,” I’m a bottom feeder but you know I need you. I’m begging you to meet me in the middle and come to me and help me see. I’m going down, down where love don’t make a sound. Come to me, don’t bury me. I’m going down, down into the underground.
I’ll take on all the shame, I’ll even take the blame. I’ll do anything to get you to see. No, I won’t give up, not for one more shot to be with you and meet you in the middle. And away we’d go to places we don’t know, we could go anywhere we please. I want to say to you all the things we’d do if you gave it up to meet me in the middle and come to me, help me see. I’m going down, down into the underground. Come to me, don’t bury me. I’m going down, down where love don’t make a sound. Come to me, help me please because I’m going down, down into the underground.
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All I Need
04:08
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Don’t you hate it when what happens leaves you looking like a fool, leaves you sitting with your pants down blindly waiting and confused. It seems that every time you’re doing fine it’s time to sing the blues.
You are standing at the crossroads with the baggage that you haul. If you’re ever gonna get there then you’ll have to leave the ball. It seems like every time you try so hard, you try to do it all.
All I need is to take the time to make you mine and help you see the reasons for my deeds. For me to talk to you, you talk to me, please. It’s all I need.
As the years go rushing by, we think of time that’s gone. Is it worth it? Every time you ride that road across those lonely empty miles (to perfect) where you look into the greyness of the space between the lines. Tell me anything that’s perfect and I’ll tell you that you’re lying.
All I need is to take the time to make you mine and help you see the reasons for my deeds. For me to talk to you, you talk to me, please. It’s all I need. It’s all . . . .
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The Thick and Thin
04:54
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Your smiling blue eyes serve as a disguise for what you feel inside, and you’re not alone. I’m right here with you baby, my sweet hearted lady, the one who saved me and gave me a home. It could’ve been easier to make me this man who has always been humbled to be holding your hand. Too many ways have our fortunes been changed running ‘round with a stagger that honors our ways.
Now the time comes for you and me to be through the thick and thin and know what it means. Now our time means so much more, so much to share and adore. I give all my love to you. I need you.
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The River's Edge
03:31
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Well, we met in late October and we married early May. We got a house down on the river, man, we had everything. I got a job over in Cornwall doing labor at the mill. Well, I had a life that had it all, man, (for which) a lesser man would even kill. I found my way down at the river’s edge, hearing what my lover said, long time gone. She said, “Just wait and be the man you wanna be, see the things you wanna see, sing your song.”
I got found out that winter which left me on the lam, so my baby found another spoon to feed her in the arms of another man. And on the day she left me, my lowest of the low, I hit a depth I never thought that I would ever even come that close. I tried to understand but she played me like a fool. My pride got in the way and helped me lose my cool. I blamed it on another one. I blamed it on another man’s gun.
I lost my way down at the river’s edge, hearing what my lover said, long time gone. Come what may, I ain’t the man I used to be. I see him in my memories, that man is gone. Blamed it on another one. Blamed it on another man’s gun.
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I hope we don’t get burned. This is the moment of our enrolment into all the things we’ve learned - like the enjoyment in self-employment. When me, Jim, Bob, and Larry attempt to carry onto the ferry something so wary, only we’ll know what we bury. If things get hairy, there’s always Larry.
Larry said he’d take the blame. He said he’d do it, “There’s nothing to it.”
And who am I to complain. We won’t ignore it, we’ll pay him for it. Then he’ll go away and when he’s through it, he’ll come back to it. Then we’ll share the cake and because I know him, I think I’ll show him for giving his life away, giving his life away for the cause. How does it feel to be giving your life away?
Now comes the time where we either do it or just say screw it (but I think we’ll be just fine). I think we’re ready, our plan is steady. When me, Jim, Bob, and Larry attempt to carry something so wary, only we’ll know what we bury. If things get hairy, there’s always Larry. Larry’s giving his life away. He’s giving his life away for the cause. How does it feel to be giving his life away?
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Man Go (Larry #2)
03:40
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Larry was aware that Molly used to be one too, but now she does that thing with her hair since Larry ain’t around no more. He was lying on the floor with a shoelace around his arm. His shoes were off and he looked off. He was staring at a jar or, more likely, staring at the heart of what he knew when he went too far.
Molly inherited his car.
“Oh,” she said. “Where did my man go?”
Since Molly couldn’t drive, that car sat still for years but it stayed alive, an obligation to her eyes. She said it was okay, but you could tell she was lying, you could see it in her eyes. But, she kept that car around anyway to commemorate that Larry ain’t around no more. He was lying on the floor with a shoelace around his arm. His shoes were off and he looked off. He was staring at the heart of his world and couldn’t get away.
“Oh,” she said. “Where did my man go?”
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