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Plan B
02:37
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In spite of all my colored plumes
And all my dances just for you
You're out to find a little more
Some Spanish magic singer you adore
The flowers I taped to your door
Right now they're petals on the floor
Swept up and kept up in a jar
So I remember who you are
My seventh sense will guarantee
That you'll be hell for you and me
But I can't help to disagree
When Plan A fails, move on to B
And all the world stops spinning relative to me
One day I'll fly across the sea
And maybe then my mind will free
But I can't help to disagree
When Plan A fails, move on to B
And all the world stops spinning
And all the world stops spinning
And all the world stops spinning relative to me
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Call Me Up
03:40
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First girlfriends are underrated
First girlfriends are overdated
That's why I needed a hand
Your hand helped me find her hand
Truth be told in manuscripts
Dare me to, I'll kiss your lips
Why is water leaking into our boat?
We're praying that our driftwood stays afloat
Call me up to love
Shield me from the summer sun above
Ask your sister about my brother
Ask ourselves about each other
Boston's cold to an orphan boy
Holes in his red socks, no one's love to enjoy
He longs for the beaches south, the warm people there
Longs for the girl he never wants to share
Call me up to love
Shield me from the summer sun above
Ask your sister about my brother
Ask ourselves about each other
Call me up to love
Call me up to love
Call me up to love
Call me up to love
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Snowflake
03:02
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I need more time inside the womb
My keeper's cradle and her tomb
A boy his heart so dusty
A man his joints so rusty
Stand in the window of the store
Where I let my love open the door
Caught by your pretty threads of brown
I'd rather fly than climb back down
The dams they broke; we drowned
The holes in my socks I found
The leaves don't make a sound
Beneath my feet
Our eyes lit up and fell in line
Your hands fit perfectly in mine
I called you radiant and bright
You said it's much too late for light
You came like a snowflake darling
That fell on my tongue
You left like the rain; so alarming
The kind that keeps you young
You came like a snowflake darling
That fell on my tongue
You left like the rain; so alarming
The kind that keeps you young
You rest your eyes just like a child
You tell me I'm just like a child
You rest your eyes just like a child
You tell me I'm just like a child
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It's hard to say I don't know where my girl is now
She left me with her blanket and then she walked out
And I just watched her go
I couldn't tell her no
If I could see her one more time I'd take her hand
And put a ring around her finger like I planned
And I'd just watch us grow
Our life would move so slow
And we could dance in our sunday best
A young romance, spinning in her dress
She keeps her heart below her head just where it rests
My heart is stuck next to her heart inside her chest
But I can't let her know
That I won't let her go
Could we ever be
How we ought to be
And we could dance in our sunday best
A young romance, spinning in her dress
We'll hear the band playing our request
I'll take her hand and hold it to my chest
The ocean floods my mind, it's more than I can take
My love stays up all night she's keeping me awake
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The Heart and the Head
03:01
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Would you mind if I followed my head?
Cause my heart will hold me by my neck
And squeeze the veins that pump the blood that feeds my head
What a selfish thing to do
Would the city quiet down at night,
If the country asked to turn off the light?
The cars might honk and burn the rubber off their tires
The girls might all come home and call their all boys liars
But maybe it’s all true
But I ain’t gonna run
When you come to
Carry me from my bed
Carry me from my bed
Carry me from my bed
Carry me from my bed
Could a writer be inspired by the law?
The law that locks your heart behind its cavern walls
I’ll go to court, I’ll put our guilty love on trial
I’ll fly to Europe counting every single mile
Just to say I flew
If I hang my coat to dry off all the rain
Would it hang right next to yours doing the same?
Or will you keep you coat in old Chicago town?
Covered in rain that stings my thoughts when it falls down
So maybe I should run
But I ain’t gonna run
When you come to
Carry me from my bed
Carry me from my bed
Carry me from my bed
Carry me from my bed
You come to
Carry me from my bed
Carry me from my bed
Carry me from my bed
Carry me from my bed
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6. |
The Door
03:21
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The door was colder than the water in which I bathed
Heavier than a child's frown
You told me to wait for you and read a magazine
So I took off my new shoes and I sat down
Please tell me nurse how you got your clothes so white
All I can see are your green eyes
Relieve me of this cross that's breaking up my back
I can't hear the words that lie between your sighs
What am I trying for when you've already got your bread?
What are you lying for when you're turning in my head?
When you're turning in my head
Take me dancing in your bed with shiny wheels
The boys are missing from their stand
Now's our chance to steal the wind from out their feet
But you don't trust me enough to hold my lonely hand
In my fantasy we're sipping tea and cuddling
The snow is falling hard outside
Boston's cold but we decide on someplace colder
To keep each other warmer you replied
What am I trying for when you've already got your bread?
What are you lying for when you're turning in my head?
What am I trying for when you've already got your bread?
What are you lying for when you're turning in my head?
When I'm turning in my bed
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7. |
Raya
03:23
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The children swingin from our arms
They hold our hands and squeeze so tight
Our arms collected sweat and mud
The engines powering their flight
The fruit felt sweetest on the lips
Our fingers stuck like chewing gum
Warm breath dances around your ears
The summer rains have yet to come
You gotta keep your fingers painted girl
From the holiday
You gotta keep your fingers painted
And we’ll go back someday
The leather took the sun so well
It burned a hole right through the seat
The bus began to show its age
As we were drawn in by the heat
The moon sat like a pearl in mud
Our bodies tandem on the shore
The water kept our minds afloat
But chilled our bones right to the core
You gotta keep your fingers painted girl
From the holiday
You gotta keep your fingers painted
And we’ll go back someday
And we’ll go back someday
You gotta keep your fingers painted girl
From the holiday
You gotta keep your fingers painted
And we’ll go back someday
You gotta keep your fingers painted girl
Keep your fingers painted
Keep your fingers painted
And we’ll go back someday
We’ll go back someday
We’ll go back someday
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Just pretend I lost my social keys
That open doors to make me such a tease
Cause it’s time I locked you out of my metaphoric house
And its time I found myself a metaphoric spouse
Someone who laughs just like me
Sticking to the tape, recording life and sound and lust
Trying much to hard with this and falling without trust
It’s never been hotter in the shade
It’s never rained more on a parade
But weather’s never really mattered much before
La la la la
Modern love, it isn’t love
La la la la
Modern love is not the love for me
It ain’t me babe that you’re looking for
A modern lover and a master of war
I could pretend that you’re a mannequin
Then I won’t hear you when you ask where I been
Cause I been offered lots of jobs on my day off
La la la la
Modern love, it isn’t love
La la la la
Modern love is not the love for me
La la la la
Modern love, it isn’t love
La la la la
Modern love is not the love for me
Ain't the love for me
I'm not the modern lover
Modern love ain't the love for me
No it just ain't gonna work for me
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If I die I’m going straight to hell
If I live I’ll sure end up in jail
For all the crimes that I will do
When you’re lost from view
When my feet can’t carry me no more
When the devil comes knocking on my door
I’ll say don’t take my love, but you can have my life
I’ll sell my soul to you
I know its rough in this cold dirty dance
So I grabbed my gun, got us a big cash advance
You hear the sirens getting louder outside
Honey we’re going for a ride
So when river comes to drag me down
Wind so swift, gonna toss me round
I’ll find a boat to take me to your long lost shore
Right where I was before
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10. |
Rosie
03:07
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Rosie won’t you come back to me
When you dry your hair from the salty sea
Rosie won’t you show your face
Just inches from my gaze, you can’t stand this place
Rosie
Hold me
Slowly
Rosie won’t you speak in my ear
The crowd knows we’re here, but don’t leave this place
Rosie, won’t you trace my hand
Like the figure we planned; I won’t leave this place
Rosie
Hold me
Slowly
Rosie
Hold me
Slowly
And I’m counting all the brushstrokes in your hair
You’re painting ice and stars, suspended in the air
Words and colors drip on all your faded clothes
You’re the mess I need and everybody knows
Rosie won’t you come back to me
When you dry your hair from the salty sea
Rosie won’t you touch my face
My amazing grace
But you can’t stand this place
But you can’t stand this place
But you can’t stand this place
But you can’t stand this place
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