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Before Your Time
03:20
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call me if you need a friend
if you're looking for an ear to bend
call me when your broken heart is on the mend
call me when the sun goes down
and there ain't another soul around
call me when you climb too high and i'll talk you down
cause it's hard feeling blue sometimes
and it's hard when your fruit keeps dying on the vine
but wherever you roam however far you stray from home
you'll still find me on the end of that line
you watched your love turn to rust
just like everything you touch
one by one let 'em all fade to dust
now your days pass you by
and in a blink of your dark brown eyes
you got cold, you grew old before your time
call me when your skies are grey
when you can't get out of your own way
call me even if you ain't got much to say
call me when you're on your back
when your train is coming off its track
call me when the night looks blacker than black
cause it's hard feeling blue sometimes
and it's hard when your fruit keeps dying on the vine
but wherever you roam however far you stray from home
you'll still find me on the end of that line
you watched your love turn to rust
just like everything you touch
one by one let 'em all fade to dust
now your days pass you by
and in a blink of your dark brown eyes
you got cold, you grew old before your time
call me up on your last dime
if you're looking for some peace of mind
we can sit and reminisce about our better times
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Best Laid Plans
03:42
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your dreams were as big
as this house is small
the room where you slept, the end of the hall
huddled together
through thick and thin
a hole in the roof where the rain creeped in
now we stand together
or we fall apart
holding the pieces of our broken hearts
i ain't your diamond in the rough
i ain't no emerald for your crown
and you can dress me up and show me the town
but if you set me up to fail
then i can only let you down
and you've got no one but yourself to blame when the flame burns out
now i'm digging a grave
for the best laid plans
the good intentions that slipped through our hands
and you're looking grey
a shade or two
more than you did back when i met you
so save a prayer
and i'll raise up a glass
to toast the dreams that never seem to last
i ain't your diamond in the rough
i ain't no emerald for your crown
and you can dress me up and show me the town
but if you set me up to fail
then i can only let you down
and you've got no one but yourself to blame when the flame burns out
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Paper Cutouts
03:35
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we were just paper cut-outs
side-by-side on a chain
we were just paper cut-outs
crumpled by the hands of fate
torn and tattered
folded-up and tossed away
inside this still-life painting
all the colors are grey
inside this still-life painting
nothing ever seems to change
hung by a broken window
where i still live to this day
but i'm not sleeping with the light on anymore
and i ain't waiting for you to come back home
cause all you are is just a line in a song
you're just a memory of a memory now
in spite of all you've stolen
you left behind this heart of mine
in spite of all you've stolen
i still think of you sometimes
traded the glow of the stars
for the glare of these city lights
but i'm not sleeping with the light on anymore
and i ain't waiting for you to come back home
cause all you are is just a line in a song
you're just a memory of a memory now
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We Never Learn
03:47
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here's to the dead and to the living
here's to the ghosts that haunt your dreams
here's to the towns and to the cities
here's to the places in between
here's to the plans that come unraveled
here's to the dreams that don't come true
here's to the prayers left unanswered
here's to the faith that we outgrew
here's to the bridges that we burn
and the lessons that we never learn
the ones we tried to save
and the ones that got away
here's to the truth we hoped to find
that keeps us searching for all of our lives
and the messes that we made
that we're taking to our graves
here's to the promises we've broken
here's to the luck that's all run out
here's to the lies that we believe in
here's to uncertainty and doubt
here's to the sun that shines above us
here's to the moon that glows at night
here's to who we are in darkness
here's to who we are in light
here's to the bridges that we burn
and the lessons that we never learn
the ones we tried to save
and the ones that got away
here's to the truth we hoped to find
that keeps us searching for all of our lives
and the messes that we made
that we're taking to our graves
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5. |
Over Sea, Under Stone
03:51
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lover please do not forsake me
do not ask me what's in store
let us wander never knowing
what may wash up on these shores
let me lay in your shadow
on the banks of this old river
let us walk beside still waters
that i may never stray no more
let me sleep among the sparrows
nestled deep in willow branches
till the blue bird in early april
wakes us with his mournful cries
my mind is restless like the ocean
with thoughts that roll out like the tide
like ghost white clouds in late december
dilute the bluest western skies
draw a map from your your pocket
to where they laid my tired bones
'neath the weeds and fallen leaves, dear
over sea and under stone
daisies growing in your garden
once were gold but now are grey
cut their stems in late september
go and place them on my grave
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