1. |
My Own Paradise
02:52
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Those who have heard the holy word
The Holy Spirit
And those who fear it
Get me out of here
There on a string of islands
The scent of roses gathered in the air
Beware the spacious entrance
There are some things
That are worse but not that many
The year that grandpa went to heaven you left the town again
Oh what big shoes to fill
Get me out of here
We gathered in the valley
In the valley darkness gathered all around us
Behold the narrow path
There are some things
I deserve but not that many
All those years in the belly of the seven you brought me back again
Oh what a bitter pill
Get me out of here
My own paradise
My own paradise
No I don't want yours
My own paradise
My own paradise
So get me out of here
So get me out of here
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2. |
Stay Little
02:14
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An idea for a video
A piece of plexiglass with a camera behind it
And you put dirt and other objects on the glass
And there is a man in white pants leaning against a telephone pole blowing up balloons
And it's about how much you want to feel it
And it's about how much you need to feel it
And it's about how somewhere in between it
Their expressions there reveal it
I want to stay down inside my house
Stay inside and never go out
Stay little
Stay little
Stay little
Stay little
Stay little
Stay little
Stay little
Stay little
An idea for a video
Two cops on stake out
And one says to the other ''watch that man''
And then the camera pans and you're in a little girl's birthday party and she is just brushing her hair in the mirror
And it's about how much you need to feel it
And it's about how much you try and feel it
And it's about how much you want to feel it
And it's about how much you have to feel it
I want to stay down inside my hometown
Stay anonymous and never get famous
Stay little
Stay little
Stay little
Stay little
Stay little
Stay little
Stay little
Stay little
An idea for a video
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3. |
Patty Sees Her Soul
03:15
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Do do do you have to see it
With your own eyes to believe it
Do do do you really mean it
When you say you don't believe it
Ride our bikes out through the night
Everybody says it's right
Everybody says it's paradise
Digging holes in our best clothes
Fill them back up straight as arrows
Everybody knows we found paradise
She never really ever really
Never really ever really
Never really ever really
Never really ever really thought of it before
Thought of it before
Now Patty sees her soul
Yeah now Patty sees her soul
Ha ha ha ha holidays are on their way to where I can't say
Tossed and turned the night away
The shadows play we hit the hay
And when I slept so late at night
Of it I dreamt not imprecise but of the clearest paradise
And now I really want to go but they say it's wise to go slow
And everybody knows it's good advice
She never really ever really
Never really ever really
Never really ever really
Never really ever really thought of it before
Thought of it before
Now Patty sees her soul
Yeah now Patty sees her soul
Patty sees her soul
Patty sees her soul
Patty sees her soul
Patty sees her soul
Patty sees her soul
Patty sees her soul
Patty sees her soul
Patty sees her soul
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4. |
Okavanga
02:14
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I was walking by the Okavanga Dyke Swarm
There were dogs chasing leopards and hunting them down and
I was walking by the winding river I was curious
The alligators' breeding pit was empty and abandoned
I was walking by the Okavanga Dyke Swarm
When deep in the desert I came upon a spring
To keep warm my eyes see want they want to see
When my eyes see what they want to see
Hell
Hell
Hell
Hell
I was walking by the Okavanga Dyke Swarm
The day decayed by five and the night came alive
The cannonball manufactures the leather wings of the New Jersey Devil and the packs of dogs that track them.
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5. |
Dead Swan
02:24
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A dead swan looked down at me
I could see through a hole in his wing
Turned his head began to sing
Ahh ahh ahh ah ahh ahh ahh aha aha
But it was just a dream
When I wake up and scream
And until my dreams are still
I do not decide
How to say goodnight
How to say goodnight
A dead swan looked down at me
I could hear every word through his teeth
Turned me there his violent stare
Now I'm rolling on the river but the ferry isn't free
But it was just a dream
When I wake up and scream
And until my dreams are still
I do not decide
How to say goodnight
How to say goodnight
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6. |
Visions
03:36
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Living in the relative ease
Of affluence
It's a breeze
To breathe to be me
But lately I've been longing to believe
My whole life
Is just one
Big bad dream
I'll come back again
I'll find out the truth in the end
I'll see far into the past
I'll find out the truth at last
I'll watch all the years go by
And I swear nothing else catches my eye
And I'll see far into the past
Then I'll find out the truth at last
Thinking of the great mystery
While old Johnny works
And while he does he sings
And lately I've been longing to believe
Like old Johnny who tends the fence
Around the grounds
I'll come back again
I'll find out the truth in the end
I'll see far into the past
I'll find out the truth at last
I'll watch all the years go by
And I swear nothing else catches my eye
And I'll see far into the past
Then I'll find out the truth at last
That everybody's better than me
That everybody's better than me
That everybody's longing to believe
That everybody's better than me
And that's it
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7. |
Collarbone
02:20
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You broke my collarbone I said ''aaahaaa''
Cut my finger to the bone I said '' aaahaaa''
And I saw a vision of your face floating by
You broke my collarbone I said ''uhmmm''
And it got me
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about you
You broke my collarbone I said ''aaahaaa''
You walked out and never came home I said ''aaahaaa''
Then I thought I saw you standing there
Underneath the eave
You broke my collarbone I said ''uhmmm''
And it got me
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about you
Again and
Again and
Again and
Again and
Again and
Again and
Again and
I keep
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about
Thinking about you
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8. |
Johnny Colt
03:30
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Johnny Colt's arms rest folded tight across his chest lips blue and he doesn't move
Another one gone last night who didn't put up much a fight
Well that's the price you pay for being cool
And everyone that knew him they only thought they knew him
But no one really ever had a clue
So Johnny Colt's arms rest folded tight across his chest lips blue and he doesn't move
He crawled out of his own skin
Said he been in there for a long time
Said he was so glad
Just to see the sun
Johnny Colt's arms rest folded tight across his chest lips blue and he doesn't move
Thin they called him matchstick boy, played with him like a toy
They found out no one really is immune
And everyone that knew him they only thought they knew him
But he was only ever passing through through
So Johnny Colt's arms rest folded tight across his chest lips blue and he doesn't move
He crawled out of his own skin
Said he been in there for a long time
Said he was so glad
Just to see the sun he said
Everywhere I'll hear the sound
Rotten peaches
Rotting on the ground
I’ll sit and stare at them all afternoon
The constellation forms a question, an idea of heaven
Just to see the sun
Just to see the sun
Just to see the sun
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9. |
Transform
03:29
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Now you see me
Now you don't
I had an out of body experience when I was a child
I was up on the ceiling I thought of nothing for a while
And my mother was there
My brother was there
My mother was there
My brother was there
I had an out of body experience when I was a child
All my worries and cares went out the window for a while
And my mother was there
My brother was there
My mother was there
My brother was there
My mother was scared
My brother was scared
My mother was scared
My brother was scared
Now you see me
Now you don't
My heart’s like a little machine that never really ever really beats slowly
And gets me all worked up
It's just like a little fiend that never really ever really can get enough
And gets me all worked up
I went out through the window
Up passed the tree tops
Far above ground
Where I could see my friends playing
Well I heard them saying
Gus come back down
And my mother was there
my brother was there
my mother was there
my brother was there
I had an out of body experience while lying in bed
And I could hear choirs singing
Well I heard bells ringing
I lifted my head
And my mother was there
My brother was there
My mother was there
My brother was there
My mother was scared
My brother was scared
My mother was scared
My brother was scared
And my mother was there
My brother was there
My mother was there
My brother was there
My mother was scared
My brother was scared
My mother was scared
My brother was scared
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Gus Englehorn Portland, Oregon
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