1. |
Sending Me Shadows
02:43
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hitting the grindstone
what do i need to know?
keep sending me shadows
cause i don't know where to go
am i not bitter enough to get this
weight off my shoulders?
am i not bitter enough to see the signs?
i was sinking down there you
had me on the ground there you
took away the sounds from my mouth
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2. |
A Little Mistake
03:59
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been eating off the floor of this rollercoaster
trying to stay sober for a while
singing sores screaming over and over
trying to get out of this turnstile
and i've been dribbling waves out of my mouth
all i know is it's been headed south
a blow to the skull
send me away
cause you know i'll be dancing on your grave
a moment's enough
a little mistake
and i'm pirouetting all over your name
buffetted about by the wind and the waves
standing on the shoreline of yesterday's grave
and i've been spouting nonsense, accursed, insane
rantings and ravings and bleatings inane
a blow to the skull
send me away
cause you know i'll be dancing on your grave
a moment's enough
a little mistake
and i'm pirouetting all over your name
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3. |
Smitten
03:50
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smitten by the bitter bayou
all we know is time is running out
while i lay beside you
all we know, the rain is coming now
should've stayed at home with the wife and child
but babe you drive me wild
stayed at home with the mother of my child
but babe you drive me wild
you should know this ain't usually my style
but babe you drive me wild
been waiting for you such a long while
such a long while
by the bitter bayou
all we know is time is running out
while i lay beside you
all we know, the rain is coming now
you say not to fight it
but i don't know
this don't feel quite right
you say not to fight it
come on home
come towards the light
smitten by the bitter bayou
all we know is time is running out
while i lay beside you
come on home
come towards the light
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4. |
Medicine
03:23
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i know medicine is hard to find
sometimes we travel many a mile
i know medicine is hard to find
sometimes we travel many a mile
but before i know it
it's gone out of style
(i left my home; long way to roam)
(i'm seeing a man, seeing a man, seeing a man
about it oh
and he'll understand, he'll understand, he'll understand
all my woes)
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Holy War
03:54
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they left you stuck up in that tree
high and dry and questioning
"oh lord, what the hell's happening to me"
struggling to believe
think you're the window in the prison wall
lighting up the dark
everybody just believes that you're
tryna make a mark
they cut you down from your cross
naked and bleeding
asking "is this what you want"
when you think it's what you need
come on baby let's start a holy war
at your front door
cause i don't have a lot to fight anymore
life's such a bore
so come on baby let's start a holy war
up there on that high wire
you don't know which way to go
reaching for the stars
you never felt so low
loved ones scattered across your floor
souls keep rapping on your door
screaming, screaming nevermore
screaming nevermore
come on baby let's start a holy war
at your front door
cause i don't have a lot to fight anymore
life's such a bore
so come on baby let's start a holy war
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7. |
The Violinist
04:18
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Mangers Adelaide, Australia
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