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Wickham Park
02:18
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I see you every day / Walking down the hall / I say to myself / If you want me all you do is call
So meet me by the back fence / We’ll find some people there / They’ll take us for a ride / Where we can breathe some air
And I know there’s a party / Going down around here tonight / So if you just jump on in the back / Everything will be alright / Everything will be alright
The sun is going down / Your hand is on my knee / As I watch cacti passing by / There’s no place I’d rather be
We’re all moving forward / Some of us crash to the ground / But I sure hope that you / Are always hanging around
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Reservoir
02:06
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You’ve got your troubles / I’ve got my own / Neither one of us / Is good at going home
That’s where we’re the safest / They tell us in the schools / But you and I we smell a lie / We ain’t no fools
That’s when you show me your scars / And say let’s head to the reservoir
Where the trees bend in the wind / And you learn how to swim / And all the world is full of light / On these warm summer nights
Dream where we’re headed / Know where we’ve been / I sleep among the trees / I won’t go back again
The path leads before us / The sun plays in the leaves / Out here we are so very far / Our own den of thieves
So hey man grab your guitar / We’re headed to the reservoir
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Q Is For Creepy
03:42
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Sir / Our guidance is off / I think we’re really lost / Things are appearing / Here and there / And we’re being shifted / To who knows where / Who knows where
Now we’re on the surface / How the hell did we get here / It seems we need to plead a case / For the worth of humanity
Where is my number one / Give me back my number one
So she may be a chosen one / One of your omnipotent race / That doesn’t mean
she’s under your thumb / So please give her / Give her some space
Where is my number one / Give me back my number one
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I wish I could still believe / In the light that shines upon this bar / And I wish I could still believe / In one more ride inside your car
But lately it feels like / We’re just two old drunks / And last time we went riding / I heard screams from inside your trunk
You took what little faith / I had and burned it all away / Just like those fields we passed / Driving to this god forsaken place
Diving into this life
Not knowing we’d drown /All our dreams like all our money is gone
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Rancor
02:23
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Hey / Won’t you come find me / I’ll be where you think I am / The day / Didn’t unwind me / Only you I understand
Don’t you want to take my hand / We’re headed to the promised land / Things have gone from bad to worse / Ain’t it time we shook this curse
We / Gotta find a way / A way through hard luck and trouble / We’ll / Leave the city behind / All concrete and glass rubble
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Pedro
02:46
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Pedro packed his bags and he headed for the train / He’d long ago grown tired of walking in the rain / Liza couldn’t blame him after all their broken days / Still there was a part of her reviewing all the plays
The lonesome tracks extended past the outside of the town / Where Pedro found himself looking all around / Wondering where he’d left his final missing piece / Staring at the sun that filled the spaces between the trees
And everybody out here / Comes down eventually / They say it feels like getting / Trapped beneath the sea / But I myself know better / And I won’t be leaving soon / The stars are getting brighter / And I’m higher than the moon
All along the roadside the crosses caught the morning sun / While Liza revved her engine / Like she’d heard a starting gun / What she thought was winning / Turned to losing in the end / As she drove away from her one and only friend
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PDX Dives
01:26
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Once again / I find myself here / Talking to my old friends / And drinking too much beer
The days are long / And most of them unkind / But when I’m with my boss compadres / I’ll be feeling
So take me down / Where the river meets the bridge / It’s there I’ll find my piece of mind / And walk back from this ridge
Saddle up / We’re going for a ride / It always warms my heart to be / In a downtown Portland dive
My Father’s Place / On a Friday night / Everyone in town is here / And feeling alright
So come out back / Look up at the stars / We’ll smoke a joint in the parking lot / And head back to the bar
Cause it always rains in the rose city / And some may even drown / But before the flood we’ll show our faith / In a darkened room downtown
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28 June
04:21
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28 June
Never ending train of boys in grey
None of them, ever, will go home again
Men in castles with their theocracies
Calculated, cold blooded, autocracy.
It's make believe, imaginary
Tell that to anyone in 1914
Blood thirsty plutocracy
all equaling in anarchy.
Hearts on sleeves, feathered marines
No one expected those death machines
They flew so high, an epiphany
Everyone dead inside their fortresses.
Botched seeds, gas of chlorine
In the ground all the salt from the seas
Ready to die for king and country
In the mud they will be buried.
Hold the line
Regain your ground
Dig in mud
No way out
Broken treaties, Churchill's torries
Leaving Belgium to Germany
The Ottoman turns to Turkey
Millions dead at Gallipolli
Last thing they'll see, last thing they'll see
Slowly moving gas of chlorine
The irony, what moves so slowly
Can kill and destroy so quickly.
Hold the line
Regain your ground
Dig in mud
No Way out.
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