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i saw an angel in a truck bed
when i was walking past your house
haven't been up there since '06
when i used to run my mouth
saying my favorite serial killers
are the ones that just kill men*
but i don't think it means anything
i think it's just coincidence
but maybe there is something to it
something to the things we said
crying, "Elliott, why'd you do it?"
with your face pressed in the bed
maybe there is something to it
something to the things we said
crying, "Elliott, why'd you do it?"
burning shrines down by the river bed
you drew mailboxes as a child
you said you always liked the shape
how it's exotic and familiar
even when you're out of state
now you're calling from Nebraska
to say the flatness freaks you out
you can see too far ahead
you just want time to slow down
but maybe there is something to it
something to the things we said
crying, "Elliott, why'd you do it?"
with your face pressed in the bed
maybe there is something to it
something to the things we said
crying, "Elliott, why'd you do it?"
burning shrines down by the river bed
you'll build a house down by the water
the spot where Cheney shot his friend**
i always thought that was on purpose
but they called it an accident
and i don't believe it
i don't believe it
i don't believe it
i don't believe in that stuff anymore
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* https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otx49Ko3fxw
** https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dick_Cheney_hunting_accident
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2. |
Wet Grass
02:39
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car full of flowers on the shoulder
i ask if you feel older yet
in the front seat leaning over
the map where you draw your last breath
3pm is a terrible time to die
it's much better to go out in the morning
we carved our bodies in the wet grass
and wondered how long they would last
the blades bend backwards in some protest
i ask if you feel sorry yet
3pm is a terrible time to die
it's much better to go out in the morning
3pm is a terrible time to die
it's much better to go out in the morning
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3. |
Lawnmower Interlude
00:28
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[ a word from the breeze ]
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4. |
April Fool's
04:28
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broke a mirror in the driveway
trying to make my own bad luck
7 years is a long time
if you believe in all that stuff
tuesday and it was raining
when he was hit by the truck
7 years is a long time
still, it wasn't long enough
they say that things come in threes
what does it mean?
what does it mean?
they say that things come in threes
what does it mean?
what does it mean?
April Fool's, a cruel morning
when you awake and somebody's dead
can't tell if i am dreaming
or if it's all in my head
they say that things come in threes
what does it mean?
what does it mean?
they say that things come in threes
what does it mean?
what does it mean?
writing down my greatest fears
like an ancient incantation
think that if i make them clear
there's no way that they could happen
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5. |
Buttercup
04:07
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blazing down the Blue Ridge Highway
lead foot on the gas
your parents moved out to the country
they wanna put a finger onto their past
ours is buried in the food court
of an 80s-era mall
but i can't see past the display case
my memories never got tall
i'm getting tired of telling the truth
when you ask me what i think you should do
you got a foot on the concrete, the other is glued
to a long-held belief that you've got something to prove
so fuck me up buttercup, i've given up
i've got a lot left to learn before i quit acting tough
so you can move all the mountains and part all the seas
until there's nothing left to stand on or abandon
but you and me
so you move back home to the Brazos
the only shore you've ever known
but you say too many would be close
you've gotta find a place on your own
and you drive all night to Chicago
windows down to keep you up
you gotta see a Great Lake summer
though I hear the winters are rough
i'm getting tired of telling the truth
when you ask me what i think you should do
you got a foot on the concrete, the other is glued
to a long-held belief that you've got something to prove
so fuck me up buttercup, i've given up
i've got a lot left to learn before i quit acting tough
so you can move all the mountains and part all the seas
until there's nothing left to stand on or abandon
but you and me
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6. |
Little League
02:00
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inching your way toward first
praying nobody will notice
that you got what you deserve
the locker room plays "Beach Boys Greatest Hits"
but there is no crying in baseball
if you don't like it then just quit
itching to get that good light
"make sure it's just the neck up"
"do you think i look alright?"
your mother would be so amiss
to see her baby with the flash on
shorter hair and darker lips
but it means nothing now
it means nothing now
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7. |
Loose Change
03:16
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like loose change i sunk into the couch
to stand in front of you is to lie down
you picked me up and wrung me like a towel
to stand in front of you is to lie down
like a cancer you took root unannounced
to stand in front of you is to lie down
i lost my voice somewhere in your mouth
to stand in front of you is to lie down
like a drunk moth you hovered in the door
to ask you anything is to ask for more
i settled down, spilt milk on your floor
to ask you anything is to ask for more
like loose change i sunk into the couch
to stand in front of you is to lie
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8. |
Birdwatching
03:23
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cardinal in the garden
you came in so startled
is there news to share?
is there grief to bear?
sparrow on the sidewalk
another wagon to fall off
are you wearing thin?
can you let me in?
i'm in love with everybody i meet
celebrities keep kissing me in my sleep
i wake up off the cuff
blackbird on the fence line
i'm running out of old times
are you counting down?
are you listening now?
blue jay in the rose bush
it just needs a good push
the old college try
wait 'til Sunday night
i'm in love with everybody i meet
celebrities keep kissing me in my sleep
i wake up off the cuff
never really learned how to take a hit
and you're never gonna quite get over it
predisposed to feel chosen
gecko in the garbage
i think i'm getting heartless
too much time to spare
too much grief to bear
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Virginia Creeper Austin, Texas
"a famous race car who learns there is more to life than just racing and winning"
cow rock from texas by genevieve & friends
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