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Ninety
04:25
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standing in a treetop
waiting for your daylight savings
either for the first time or not
cleaning up a dark place
jumping to a perfect landing
either for the first time or not
Is this your version of advice?
Oh, won't you leave us to fend for our lives?
Dressed like a fugitive (specifically I mean Harrison Ford in the film "The Fugitive" where he's wearing a sweater.)
turning up in all your photos
either for the first time or not
belly full of liquid gold, it's like medicine for your troubled soul
either we are losing or not
chorus again
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Dear Lorraine
03:16
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Face Feels Like A Tombstone
Hard As Hell And Windblown
And When I Broke The Mirror
Tried To Dress For Winter
You Were Aching With The Pulses
If Your Worrying Would Stop
These Pieces of A Keepsake
Littered On The Pavement
You Were Placed Into A Parcel
To Make The Trip Back Home On My Behalf
I Reached The Middle In December
Blood Was Reeling
All I Know Is Some Spirit Of An Animal Was Here
I Reached The Crossroads Of A Year
My Blood Was Boiling
All I Know Is Some Spirit of An Animal Was Here
Yeah
Some Spirit Of An Animal Was Here
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Will You Wail?
03:25
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will you wither will you wail?
Fall asleep at the wheel?
Will you make a mess today?
Motion sickness open sea
underwater come back clean
distance underneath our crown
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should I be stumbling for the tenth year in a row?
the lost face of innocence, claimed for the heathens below
charming, this magic man
his hand on the book of a friend
"the great one shall lead in the end"
but what will become of him?
"All Signs Point to Yes."
To beg and to bellow it
In the end
March on, oh thoughtful ones
to the depths of the snow
the lost face of truthfulness
claimed for the titans above the ground
shall make no sound for us to hear
Fall Like The Tree in A Clearing.
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Maid-In-Waiting
04:38
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without you I confuse night and day unamused
the thickening of the sky holds me down keeps me dry
curl up on the floor three days or more
pain coming in pounding waves
so sick of the sound, but patience I found
can lead me away from here
Please Say You'll Stay (Don't Go)
Without You my excuse is to wait for a clue
the steep decline of a smile my vision wanes for a while
still courting your fame no moments to claim
come meet me inside a crowd
still hearing the sound but patience I found
to lead us away from here
Please Say You'll Stay (Don't Go)
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Goner
04:15
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to take a breath
a long and drawn out breath
before I stand up and sing for you
the years have settled in our house
and taken up a room to grow up and bloom
your basinet you wear upon your head
now no one could ever change you
I've heard that later on we'll laugh
and share a photograph we've buried
this measured love, inspired and decidedly whole
as we walk through a landscape
and how we hurry up and climb
let society decide
and I wanna know, do you see the same outdoors?
Can you find my face in the dark?
When I let someone in, I shall call on you, only you
I thought I was a goner...
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Subversive Jingle
03:37
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it is written
all our messages
rolling blackouts take the light, leave us blind
but all we want is one more secret
comfort is the day left to weakness
substance leading, dust our eyes leave behind
but all we want is one more payment
ancient acrobat, jumps through plastic bags
forgone conclusion, falls into safety nets
but all we want is one more show
your subversive jingle has become our last anthem
take our time, sing at night
but all we want is one more answer
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Nowhere and a Name
05:46
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The air out here is crowded, all these people moan
Listen to the storm as it barrels toward your home
The people feed your nightmare and your phobia today
and knowing where to go is all that you can say aloud
we'll call it our companion, the burning summer heat
the rhythm of the road and the sand beneath our feet
nowhere and a name to call and to respond
too loaded to admit, or to allow you to combine the two
Nowhere and a Name
stare into a paper cup
just to follow along
Imprinted in my memory is a face I can recall
a troubled woman seated in a chair atop a wall
And she undid all our comforts and set ablaze our thoughts
Turned our willingness around, our stomachs into knots for good
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Patrick J Crowley Burlington, Vermont
Patrick J Crowley is a Vermont-based singer and musician from bands such as Deep River Saints, Quasar Valley Band, Cities on the Moon and more. Crowley is described by Vermont's Seven Days as having "ability in spades, as well as originality." Crowley is also a writer and journalist. ... more
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