1. |
The Canary Song
05:21
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So we sat together and talked about raiding places for gum
It wasn’t what we talked about, it wasn’t what we talked about
Just trying to keep my cage open
Reminding myself to keep my cage open
Just trying to keep myself open
And you’re pulling and you’re pushing
Level it out and I soften, no
And then your limbs give out and they let you down
Then you open yourself to breathe
What would it take for someone just to be nice
We can’t all be canaries
So I glued the corners of the bag so it would stay together
Then I told you that my buildings were burning when they weren’t
And I asked to leave early to care for the ones that didn’t exist
I'm keeping my cage closed
Keeping my cage closed
Keeping my cage closed
Closed, closed, closed, closed
And you’re pulling and you’re pushing
And then you level it out and I soften
No and then your limbs give out and they let you down
Just trying to keep myself open now
Keep me open
Keep me open
And you’re pulling and you’re pushing
Level it out and I soften
No and then your limbs give out and they let you down
And they let you down
And you’re pulling and you’re pushing
Level it out and I soften
No, no and then your limbs give out and they let you down
Open yourself to breathe
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2. |
Weight Of Worry
04:25
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3. |
Jarreee
03:33
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4. |
Lamps And Torches
05:10
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5. |
Your Shoulder ('94)
03:47
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6. |
My Mind
04:57
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7. |
Painting With Black
05:08
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Sedona I told you I’d never come back
The people on my lips, they don’t belong here
And the chalk on the walls does not exist
And my mind clears to see it, to see it
Stow away, oh stow away again
And why would you run
Why would you run with the one
Why would you run
Why would you run with the one
Who paints with black
Who paints with black
Who paints with black
Oh no
The wind won’t resist me, my lips are cracked
The streets that I knew have run me ragged again
And the rocks and the dirt served are not there
And you stow away, you stow away
And why would you run
Why would you run with the one
Why would you run
Why would you run with the one
Who paints with black
Who paints with black
Who paints with black
Oh no
Sedona, I thought I told ya
Oh Sedona, I thought I told ya
Sedona, I thought I told ya
Oh Sedona, I thought I told ya
And here’s to you and your greed
Hold on to the things you stole from me, for me
Sedona I told ya I’d never come back, no
The people on my lips, they don’t belong here
And oh the chalk on the walls does not exist
I swear it exists
And you stow away, you stow away
And why would you run
Why would you run with the one
Why would you run
Why would you run with the one
Who paints with black
Who paints with black
Who paints with black
Oh no
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8. |
Opening Song
03:28
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She says I’m best in moderation
And I’m guessing it shows
Poison and heavy rotation
Rotting down to the bone
I’ll take the blame for dislocation
And the filth as my own
Faith and family obligations
My hands can’t hold
And I’m keeping my corners clean
When I lay my head down
And what she said had nothing to do with it, no
So you take your bones home, take your bones home
Destroy yourself, come back to it, no
You destroy yourself then you come back to it
'Cause what she said, had nothing to do with it, no
So you take your bones home
Take your bones home
And I’m keeping my corners clean
When I lay my head down
No, no, no I don’t dream
No I don't dream
No I don't dream
And the filth falls through your hands, but not mine
The filth falls through your hands, but not mine
And I yell because I know why
Oh and I yell 'cause I know why
And I’m keeping my corners clean
When I lay my head down
No, no, no I don’t dream
No I don't dream
No I don't dream
And you send me off to sleep
Send me off to sleep
(Send me off to sleep)
Send me off to sleep
Send me off to sleep
(Send me off to sleep)
Send me off to sleep
No no
No no no
No no
No no no
No no
No no no
Send me
Send me
Send me off to
No no
To sleep
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