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The Devil and Me
03:20
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Almost died by the side of the sea and you'll never take the wander off of me
Darkness down the rocks and my head was a song
Been living on the edge ever since you see
And the things I've done I can't repeat
It's all between the Devil and me
Leaned heavy on his credit line
My bike was a wreck when I opened my eyes
Offered his hand and then he offered a ride
Jumped in and traveled through the dark
To an empty cliff where we put it park
And we shared a drink as the sun rose in the East
That's all between the Devil and me
The Devil and me
The Devil and me
Swore a song or three to the Devil and me
The Devil and me
Yeah the Devil and me
You're the only thing between the Devil and me
When I met you babe I was tearing a scar
Through my life with an out of tune guitar
I'd snort it, shoot it, drink it into me
For the taste and the flying feel
Of that crumpled bike with it's spinning wheels
You wrapped me up and salved my skinny knees
Now you're the only thing between the Devil and me
The Devil and me
The Devil and me
Swore a song or three to the Devil and me
The Devil and me
Yeah the Devil and me
You're the only thing between the Devil and me
Whisper that I hear in the dark
Yellow light streets and a buzz in a jar
Just a taste, just a bite he's calling me
He's whisperin' of that dark highway
You gotta keep my head from going sideways
This home we built's what's keeping me
But if you ever hear me mumblin’ in my sleep
It's just between the Devil and me
Yeah the Devil and me
Yeah the Devil and me
Raise a glass and drink
To the Devil in my dreams
You're the only thing between the Devil and me
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It was a fine time
Drenched in Wine
I guess we crossed a line
A trail leading back to the door
Clothes scattered on the floor
But everybody gets to be wrong sometimes
Everybody gets to be wrong
I guess I’m taking my turn tonight
Guess I’m taking mine
These are hungry crimes
Eating these songs tonight
That break the light
Into colors scattered on the walls
Rainbows running down the hall
But everybody get to be wrong sometimes
Everybody gets to be wrong
I guess I’m taking my turn tonight
Guess I’m taking mine
You get yours
I’ll take mine
Time’s a dream, time’s a lie
As the world folds
We must be bold, we must be bold
But everybody get to be wrong sometimes
Everybody gets to be wrong
I guess I’m taking my turn tonight
Guess I’m taking mine
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3. |
Half of the Time
03:38
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Swollen orange ball over the ridge of trees
Swollen fingers and dirty knees
The way we’re living, honey I can’t believe
Wake up babe, put your hands on me
Half of the time
You’re the girl of my dreams
Half of the time
You’re lost in your drink
I lost my words and broke the thread
A thin white line running through my head
Don’t despair, I’m open for repairs
But the thing that I’ve been looking for may long be dead
Half of the time
I’m the man of your dreams
Half of the time
I’m just plain mean
Hold me in the heat, the heat of your charms
No sharp objects, the camps are disarmed
Half of the time
We’re living on a dream
Half of the time
I can’t find my keys
Half of the time...
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4. |
True Much Love
01:52
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She was hungry, I was starving
We were out to lunch in the morning
I took her hand and ran away with it
She took my heart and gave it to science
It’s too, It’s too, It’s too
My love for you
It’s true, it’s true, it’s true
Much love for you
She was frightening, he was the lightning
We were like dogs on a rainy day
The mud was flying, our grip was tightening
Onto something we didn’t even mean to say
It’s too, It’s too, It’s too
My love for you
It’s true, it’s true, it’s true
Much love for you
She was never, he was always
We were sometimes
And that was something
That was something
It’s too, It’s too, It’s too
My love for you
It’s true, it’s true, it’s true
Much love for you
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5. |
Rolling Down the Line
03:35
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Rolling down the line
(I’m rolling)
Rolling down the line
(I’m rolling)
Rolling down the line
(I’m rolling)
Rolling down the line
Blackness in my sight
Hell in my chest and sides
Shaking and a’ crying, ain’t no denying
That it’s coming to a head tonight
Shake it ‘till it stops, stops at the top
And drops you on the other side
I said I’d never leave you but baby I’m about to
Float right into the light
I’m rolling down the line
(I’m rolling)
Rolling down the line
(I’m rolling)
Rolling down the line
(I’m rolling)
Rolling down the line
Running hot and cold, bought and sold
And I’m coming up alone and bright
Heading for a long night, putting in the good fight
It’s sucking all the air and light
Shake it ‘till it stops, stops at the top
And drops you on the other side
Nothing I can give you, I’m floating in a bayou
And I’m burning up inside
I’m rolling down the line
(I’m rolling)
Rolling down the line
(I’m rolling)
Rolling down the line
(I’m rolling)
Rolling down the line
Don’t tell me it’ll be alright
You don’t know how I feel tonight
I’m rolling, rolling down the line
Met my daddy in a fever dream
He said son you better hold on tight
Said “come along boy I got something to show you
And it’s just on the other side”
I said “Hold on old man, I don’t understand
I ain’t seen you in a couple of years
Now you show your face in this black-ass place
What the hell are we doing here”
He said “were rolling down the line”
(I’m rolling)
Rolling down the line
(I’m rolling)
Rolling down the line
(I’m rolling)
Rolling down the line
Rolling Down the Line…
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She flies on the wind when there’s gold on the water
And canyon winds carry her soul
A mother walks through the trees with her daughter
A mother walks the waters alone
Down by her riverside home
Down by her riverside home
Down by the water where the cool grass is calling
Down by her riverside home
And she tells me she sees her flying and calling
She tells me she’s never alone
She tells me she hears the echoes of laughter
As the monsoons quench the coy canyon stones
Down by her riverside home
Down by her riverside home
Down by the water where the cool grass is calling
Down by her riverside home
Tears on the water for the mother and daughter
Long roots and bones in the cottonwood groves
You’ll never find her, you’re always behind her
Try to ease the sorrow of the old river crone
When you’re down by her riverside home
Down by her riverside home
Down by the water where the cool grass is calling
Down by her riverside home
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7. |
Higher
02:43
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Mama on my mind
Yeah I can’t deny her
When I’m stretched thin
Swinging on a wire
When I get downtown
Yeah, low and on fire
We’re gonna get high mama
Gonna push me higher
Gonna push me High, high, higher and higher
Ain’t got no clothes
Naked in the water
When I get beat down
Getting hotter and hotter
Gonna take a deep breath
She’s my pacifier
Gonna get high mama
Gonna take me higher
Gonna take me high, high, higher and higher
I don’t want none of that solo lonely
Don’t you know that you are all I need
Hold onto me when I’m sliding mama down
Down
You know I gotta go
I got this desire
To wander around
In the cracks and mires
When I come back
You’ll be my rectifier
Gonna take me high mama, gonna push me higher
Gonna push me high, high, higher and higher
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8. |
Lonely Were Money
02:30
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He been waking on time
Obeying all the signs
Red’s out of the lines
You swore you’d be mine
I been wearing my mask
Breaking my ass
Rubbing on the grass like
a dog on his last life
The clean pressed sailor
Towing his trailer
Boy you better nail ’er
If you wanna play the players
And if lonely were money
I’d be swimming in the water
If lonely were money I’d be free
You wouldn’t have to save me
From these lions that can’t tame me
If lonely were money
You’ve been taking on your after
Smoking in the rafters
Relax, the facts are better by far than the truth
You’re smooth like lightning
See the sky brightening
Or is it just the streetlights
Buzzing in the sweet night
I never came true
But you never did too
Summer left us wanting
After spring brings a lusting
Swollen to busting
It never hurts trusting
Unless it kills you then you're dead so who cares
And if lonely were money
I’d be swimming in the water
If lonely were money I’d be free
You wouldn’t have to save me
From these lions that can’t tame me
If lonely were money
Don’t let it go, I want to hold on
I want to see through the confetti show
I buckled my seat and now my feet are planted down
Down
And if lonely were money
I’d be swimming in the water
If lonely were money I’d be free
You wouldn’t have to save me
From these lions that can’t tame me
If lonely were money
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9. |
Make Way for the King
02:47
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In the gathering steam
Rising from the park and the broken scene
Comes a horseman astride his steed
It’s a tale some say foreseen
Look around with the smile that don’t reach your eyes
Little red spots on the blood of your tie
They’ve been saying your coming’s a sign
Hold the book up high
Make way for the king
And his court of thieves
Designer handbags, well pressed fatigues
Make way for the king
It’s a new kind of dream
Fake it ‘till you break it and you’re the scene
Weren’t you waiting for me
Open up and cry “Come inside.”
Look around with the smile that don’t reach your eyes
Little red spots on the blood of your tie
They’ve been saying your coming’s a sign
Hold the book up high
Make way for the king
And his court of thieves
Designer handbags, well pressed fatigues
Make way for the king
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10. |
Hold You
03:29
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Hopeful your heartless grip on the convo
Will slow and slip and you’ll finally let go
I’ve heard your words and I’m tired of listening
I’ve heard your words and the meaningless leanings
The pain is the thing that you’re not really counting
You say it your way but the hearts you’ve been breaking
We’re sick of the sound of your voice rejoicing
At the sound of itself and your hands are strangling
We’re tired and sick
We’re hungry but quick
You can leave us to die as you kneel and we cry
You can spit in our eyes but surprise, surprise
We’re gonna hold you
We’re gonna hold you
We’re gonna hold you
To the fire, to the fire, to the fire
We’re dying in the streets we’re dying in our bedrooms
We’re dying on the wire while the cash is flowing
Up the streams feeding dreams of the hungry bankers
The counters and the lenders and the leader pretenders
We’re tired and sick
We’re hungry but quick
You can leave us to die as you kneel and we cry
You can spit in our eyes but surprise, surprise
We’re gonna hold you
We’re gonna hold you
We’re gonna hold you
To the fire, to the fire, to the fire
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11. |
Rolling On
02:57
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Roses in the garden
Green leaves are sprouting
Baby’s growing older
And the sun keeps on rising
And I’ll be here, looking out the window
As it all keeps rolling on
Dreams are flowing while the
Morning light is cracking
News keeps coming
Bad and heartbreaking
Leaves are falling
And the yard needs raking
And it all keeps rolling on
Do you wonder where it goes when the Summer falls
And the Fall breaks through and drains the blue?
And the sky cries cold and rain it turns to snow
Do you ever wonder where this all goes?
Sitting in traffic
Reading billboards and trying
To keep a level head
While the baby’s crying
We’ll be home soon
And there’s no denying
That we just keep rolling on
Yeah we all keep rolling on
Yeah we all keep rolling on
Yeah we all keep rolling on
Yeah we all keep rolling on
Yeah we all keep rolling on
Yeah we all keep rolling on
Yeah we all keep rolling on
Yeah we all keep rolling on
Yeah we all keep rolling on
Yeah we all keep rolling on
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