1. |
End of Season
06:13
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That old story
That old story
Tell me again
It's been awhile
Driven wild
Tell me again
One more time
One more time
Put my ear to the ground
Past the sun
Follow the sound
Dressed in red
Caught by a thread
Deeper than dead
Stars in the bed
Breathing instead
Breathing in
We have wondered our minds through
We outta know what to do
In the dark
Bend the bow
There's a place we should go
Never to weep
Promise to keep
Leaves in a heap
Stars in the deep
Hillside steep
Coming down
Planet wander through the South
I want to hear it from your mouth
Dark the blanket
Woven of light
The end of the season might come tonight
Planet wander through the South
I want to hear it from your mouth
It all started on a night like this
Couldn't go any other way
The night breathes and the night is long
'Til it passes and so it's song
It all started on a night like this
Couldn't go any other way
The night breathes and the night is long
'Til it passes and so it's song
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2. |
Lazy Days
02:32
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The moment I saw you
I knew
You'd rip my heart clean through
Howling at dawn
Circling the lawn
But it was never really up to us
We were haunted by the wolves of lust
I'd play upright
If you'd play aloft
I'd still stay
And get more sauced
You could lay you concious off
Spend its pay and play the boss
Season's sorrows
We would dine on
Sell ourselves for
Every pine song
Carrying on
We live our lazy days long
But it was never really up to us
We were haunted by the wolves of lust
They smelled us a long way off
Covered in stars and lost in song
We all learn who we can trust
When we're haunted by the wolves,
By the wolves of lust
They were just dogs like us
They were just dogs like us.
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3. |
Pool of Sun
03:31
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I got the autumn water
On my tongue
I know the song
before the song is sung
I count the numbers
Up to one
Deep in the harvest
Of the brilliant sun.
Night rain
So clear
Sing along to the halogen
Dream frame
Bright mirror
Leave the door to the night open.
Feel it move
Out of time
A cold stream
Through a silver mine
Night rain
So clear
Sing along to the halogen
Dream frame
Bright mirror
Leave the door to the night open.
Warm in the creases
Where the mind is fond
Slip the pieces
To the dream beyond
Come now vision
Come in one
Each pattern burn
In a pool of sun
Designs so close
Traced almost
To follow how we feel
What we've imagined
What we've captioned
Never mention what is real
The clouds are related
The storms have mated
And made a sky that's clear
Designs so close
Traced almost
Follow how we feel.
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4. |
Virga
01:25
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5. |
Surfs Up
02:40
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You ride the horse
And I'll ride the dragon
You hold the flask
And I'll push the wagon
Finish the task
The wave only comes once
You must be gallant
Use all of your talent
Wear the medallion
And ride on the stallion
Where the past
Meets the sun
Just because.
Print out your feeling
And measure its meaning
Carousel
Paradox in parallel
Afloat at last
You ride a seasnake
And I'll sweep a dreamscape
And we swim in deep tape
Tossing out fresh bait
Into the sky lake
For one that still waits
Wait 'til the night breaks
Hungry and vast
Pull you down
In the dark
In the dark
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6. |
Endlessness
06:19
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Go on now
Fly the nest
West of East
And East of the West
Curl the canyon
In endlessness.
The stone that finds you
Fits in your hand
River around it
Has turned to sand
Whose colors come out
In ribbons and bands.
This is the place
I know you like best
Lay the land down
To take it to rest
Drowned in the weather
Which is all that we have left.
Then the sky begins its tearing
And the clouds the great reveal
You can't wash the shirt you're wearing
And it's the only one you feel.
Drawn near the golden oak
Whose moment is here
Nobody knows where beauty disappears
Or comes at this moment after all of these years.
Fear and wonder
I know not of
Far gone in the mystery of love
Just give me one more day
With the sparrow and dove.
With the eagle and the heron
Fly in the endless wheel
You can't wash the shirt you're wearing
And it's the only one you feel.
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7. |
Old Saddle
01:57
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The way of the world
By pain is paid
To never see
The beauty made
But this old shack
This old road
This old saddle
This whole load
Is gonna be my,
Gonna be my resting place.
This whole world
And wild waste
Love at large
Before it takes its case
It's gonna be my,
Gonna be my,
Gonna be my
Wind to race
My tiger to face
My moment of sun
My return to fun
Season of rain
And my home again
Final ace,
Final ace,
My final ace
Resting place.
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8. |
Easy Mind
05:07
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Time's a pitcher
That is made of clay
To pour tomorrow
Into yesterday
Born of fire
But to break anyway.
It all leads to this hillside
Where the land is sore for eyes
This is what we waited for,
walked our days to find
Easy mind,
Easy mind.
Getting lost in iridescence
Flying in the pine
I've been living as a crescent
This whole world in disguise.
It all leads to this hillside
Where the land is sore for eyes
All that searching, all to find
Easy mind,
Easy mind,
Easy mind,
Easy mind,
Easy mind...
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