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Absalom
02:54
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On his way to Absalom
Sold his soul for the medicine,
Old news but I'd expect it of you
If you lived a mile from the heartland
I'd expect no less than a phone call
Every day that you're without the same
On this manner you refuse to speak
Let alone let the news speak for me
You're so strange and you're losing your place
Well you should think as the other tongue
What a waste of two lives if we never talk
Can't believe that you killed me - are you killing me still?
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Come in Alive
02:38
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Come in alive
Silver and gold
You are a wondering eye
I see the dead when my hands get cold
Be swayed
It's a harbor of love
Be this way
or you're gonna be alone
Singing bail out and crawl home
Dead man walks in another man's eye
Crawl out of the same hole
How they swore that you loved me the most
Well, your bed is water
It's time
Come in alone
I saw the dead
Under the sheets, tangled in weeds
Damn your soul below and leave calm
See your soul below
See this over now
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Hard Love II
03:15
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Hard love
You know its gone
Can I lay with you?
Be gone
and take your city soul
You'll never have to ask me to lay down
Be gone
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House of the Mansion
03:42
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Said where you going?
I saw an old lover in me
and she saw him in me too
We're all getting better at shit we do
Said where you living?
In the house of the mansion?
Do you bring it everything you own?
We're all keeping quiet below
I'm just writing on the road
Something on the road
Pump your tires and fill in the whole truth
We're all getting better at shit we do
I know when you're coming and where you're going to
There's mettle in the waiting for you
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Airport
03:13
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People who write forever in time
With derelict thinking and subsidized rhyme
Well I'll be your lover if you be my guide
People who fly forever at night
On discrete airwaves with tourniquils and limes
Well I'll be your flight path if you be my lime
The airport at winter
is such a place to be
and the freezing of my wings was all I ever needed
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The Word
05:23
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Well I've been lost
In a sleepless word
When I speak, I move backwards
Come, be low
and let it sound the same
You're a working man all the same
Here's to do with time to think
While you work,
Your heart is a grave
Watch the ground slowly rising
and look at everything you've died from
is it all the same, ya it's all the same
Raise a boy in his room
Talk is cheap, and love is blue
He'll be studied and made for movies soon
But it's not the screen I live for
It's the night I bleed my blood for
Come be low, and help me finish the word
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