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Windows open wide
Let the wind blow out the dust that's inside
Skin against skin
Breath follows breath under ambient light
And we'll play it out again
And we'll stay the same til it ends
And it's come on so badly that I can't remember my name
And you catch on so quickly it's like we invented the game
In the daylight we'll have to speak have to reconcile
Naked without shame and our clothes tossed off in a pile
And we'll play it out again
And we'll stay the same til it ends
You fight with your weakness you love with such innocence
And you beg me to lie to you before you get any rest
And we'll play it out again
And we'll stay the same til it ends
And we'll play it out again
And we'll stay the same til it ends
Windows open wide
Let the wind blow out the lust that's inside
Skin against skin
Breath follows breath
I can't sleep tonight
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Jaked
03:49
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Sitting on a slanted bed in a room with a slanted door
Seems like everything lately has been at angles to the rest of the world
My cigarette slants into the ashtray like the sunrise slanted in through my window
I'm getting used to seeing everything sideways: it's easier that way you know
But I have made it my goal to stand upright through all of this
She used to lie beside me sideways, sidling up to my back
Now she smiles a slanted smile, slants her body back away from me
Sun been screwing my head on crooked; I've been thinking things I know ain't right
She angles me a question and I give a crooked answer: I'm fine
But I have made it my goal to stand upright through all of this
But I've been feeling crooked lately, like I've been telling lies to you
I've been feeling crooked lately, but sometimes, I guess that's nothing new
So if my version of what you said and what I did comes out a little skewed
You can assume that what you saw is probably closer to the truth
And a crooked rain slants in my face as I walk up on my slanted street
From a bar where I tipped a few to try and see another side
And I thought I saw you in the eyes of a girl I passed on my way home
But I lean my body forward as the street, and you, fall away behind
But I have made it my goal to stand upright through all of this
Sitting on a slanted bed in a room with a slanted door
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On Yer Own
03:14
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Take heart little bird
The snow's melting soon
There'll be grass underfoot
And crickets to sing you a summer time tune
Take heart little bird
I know it seems dark but the dawn
Will not see its shadow
Will not hesitate to bring the sun
The world is too big for a bird on her own
Rest assured, little bird, you will not be alone
Take heart little bird
The cat's gone to sleep
You'll be in no danger
You're well out of range of her dreaming so deep
The world is too big for a bird on her own
Rest assured, little bird, you will not be alone
Take heart little bird
This too shall pass
Don't try to hold on tight to now
It becomes then too fast
The world is too big for a bird on her own
Rest assured, little bird, you will not be alone
Take heart little bird
The snow's melting soon
There'll be grass underfoot
And crickets to sing you a summer time tune
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Halfdone
03:20
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You and me
As close as two should be
Except if two are one
It makes each part half done
And open hearts
Like open doors
Are easy to
To explore to break into
And I break across the shoals
And I reel out of control
And your words fail to console
This open heart this half of a whole
I tore down some walls when you
Came around to give you space
To make yourself a little place
And take some solace in our home
But then you had to roam
And I break across the shoals
And I reel out of control
And your words fail to console
This open heart this half of a whole
When you went away
The structures I maintained
Were not enough to keep at bay
The winter storms that covered everything that day
You and me
As close as two should be
Except if two are one
It makes each part half done
And open hearts
Like open doors
Are easy to
To explore to break into
And I break across the shoals
And I reel out of control
And I break across the shoals
And I reel out of control
And your words fail to console
This open heart this half of a whole
This open heart this half of a whole
This open heart this half of a whole
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River
03:56
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And every choice I make becomes the choice I should
The road I didn't take disappears without a trace
Every comfort I forsake draws a line into my face
Every moment we leave everything that we have ever known
Quiet highways empty skies it's a journey that we're taking all alone
What we remember is the weight we carry on our backs
What we remember are the lessons that keep us on the beaten path
In the river that will run
Til my days and nights are done
You'll keep washing away
I'm on my way to the clearing at the end of the path
Don't know if it's near or far but I know that I'll not be coming back
It gets so hard to see the sunlight through the trees
Be it dawn or noon or dusk I've got miles to go before I sleep
In the river that will run
Til my days and nights are done
You'll keep washing away
We went down to the river to set your body free
My mother and my sisters and Steve Kate Zoe and me
We took a path through the woods that reached the banks of the Missisquoi
Birds and breeze the elegies as we're learning not to wonder why
In the river that will run
Til my days and nights are done
You'll keep washing away
In the river that will run
Til my days and nights are done
You'll keep washing away
You'll keep washing away
You'll keep washing away
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James Hearne New York
Powerhouse vocals over woodsy guitars, literate songs times wry banter, floor-to-ceiling dynamics plus wall-to-wall heart.
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The Space Race
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Vs. the Sophomore Slump
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On So Thin A Line
by The Way Home
The "Mr. Hyde" to my "Dr. Jekyll." Or is it the other way around? Anyway, this is me only way louder and with more four part harmonies. And, ya know, a few other guys.
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