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Show Me a Door
02:09
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Show Me a Door
I never really liked these Willow trees
It’s like they’re meaning to strangle me
Shadows on a fall night stretch across the yard
Look cruel crazy bizarre
All the years we’ve watched this somber lake
Swell freeze darken and dissipate
Assembling the docks in the chilling scenes of April
As leaves sprang from the Maple
I wish that I could leave
There’s nothing left for me
Please show me to the door
I won’t wait anymore
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2. |
West Missouri Nights
04:20
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West Missouri Nights
Push your mouth up to his sweaty neck
Let him feel the urgency of your breath
These winter nights are strange and freezing
And you’re lucky to even be breathing
Hand-rolled cigarettes and Percocet
Obsessing on things you need to forget
West Missouri evenings last so long
Digging all those holes made you strong
Watching the sky for shooting stars
They always fall when you look away
Sweet Virginia you earned those scars
Why don’t you let yourself be amazed
Press your hand into his aching back
Sometimes it’s just the simple math
There’s a recipe for all of this
You deserve to be kissed
The fire’s almost finished all of its work
Slinking back into the earth
These kind of nights are soft and fleeting
But you’ll keep on believing
Watching the sky for shooting stars
They always fall when you look away
Sweet Virginia you earned those scars
Why don’t you let yourself be amazed
There’s the way the world is changing
How you’ll hammer up against it
Balancing between these worlds
Not knowing which way you’ll fall
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3. |
Inside This Bubble
03:08
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Inside This Bubble
I think of my father when he was my age
It makes me a little bit afraid
To see where I am knowing where I’ve been
The ways that I’m the same as him
I’ll float toward the sky
Looking down below
And see it clearly
The things I shouldn’t know
The way I’m feeling right at this moment
A certain searching for atonement
Blistering hopefulness like a knife wound
Circles all around the room
You said time is healing
When you saw me hollow
Why’d you raise me up
So I could fall tomorrow
If words are empty and hope is false
I’ll be here climbing these walls
Let me linger inside this bubble
To be living is to struggle
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4. |
The Florist
00:57
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The Florist
I’m dating the florist
But I don’t know what to give her
She likes hard liquor
But it messes with her liver
Her mother worked with rhinestones
Sewed them into jackets
She wanted to be a boxer
But couldn’t quite hack it
Me and Cheryl Lynn
My lady of the flowers
We hang out at the gym
Working out for hours
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5. |
Roadmap
03:52
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Roadmap
There are crows out in the courtyard
Telling lies about my faith
Such a troubling reminder
Though they move with stunning grace
I’m a terrible invention
All my parts are rusted through
I’ve been trying to build a new one
But it’s getting so confused
Hold your heart inside this blanket
Don’t expose it to the air
Walk outside to see the sunrise
Dressed in only underwear
Someone said I’m underwater
There are secrets I’ve concealed
Call my mother on the cruise ship
She’s my alibi for real
Seeing signs of some impending
Everywhere I point my eyes
I can barely move my big head
Someone sent me the wrong size
Tell me why you get so nervous
There’s a shimmer to your skin
Everyone can read the roadmap
Of the people that you’ve been
Tell me where you keep your secrets
I’m as porous as a cloud
You’ve been worried nervous sleepless
There are promises avowed
Let me catch my breath
There’s a weight on my chest
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6. |
We Should Have Known
03:10
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We Should Have Known
All those cactuses sleeping
On the windowsill
The way you slap googly eyes
On all your food
I’m just reading on the fire escape
Trying to stay awake
Kombucha mother
Dying on the fridge
Ashes of our Pomeranian
On the bookshelf
Now it’s starting to rain
Everything feels right again
These days I’m worried I miss my Missouri
We should have known let’s go home
You don’t recognize how we’ve polarized
We should have known let’s go home
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Pictures of Me
01:50
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Pictures of Me
I’ve been dreaming of demons
They’re everywhere
And that old country farmhouse
Down in Eau Claire
I shake from the medicine
I wobble and fall
You ask what I’m taking
I cannot recall
There’s a box in backyard
Buried under a tree
With the letters returned
And those pictures of me
And those pictures of me
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8. |
Let Love Rule
02:30
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9. |
Things I Neve Had
03:21
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Things I Never Had
Listening to a distant radio
Last call but I don’t know where to go
Lately it’s gotten way too bizarre
Guess I’ll be sleeping in my car
I’ve been trying to walk back
Some things that I said
But it’ll always
Live inside your head
Got some things in storage in Cheyenne
No one’s really certain where I am
Everything has gotten so damn absurd
Maybe I’ll come back as a bird
Why I am I so stuck on
Always being bad
I’ve been missing things I
Never really had
Wishing away all this time
Never helps with anything
Hoping I don’t see the face
That I’ve been worshiping
Running skittish like a fox
From the places we haunted
I don’t need to be needed
I just want to be wanted
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10. |
Lady Luck
01:03
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Lady Luck
I slow-played my top set got sucked out on the river
I know that lady luck is a taker not a giver
I’m always counting cards they never add up right
And then I go back slinking out into the night
I’m eating raw spaghetti and beans out of a can
Ask me where I’m going I’m sure I have a plan
I’ve never been to Paris I’m rarely out of Jackson
Bang on my screen door if something’s gonna happen
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11. |
Climb Aboard
03:13
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Climb Aboard
You need to pull that clock from the wall
It doesn’t tell time anymore
And all those big books you’ll never read
Bring ‘em to the Salvation Army
Somehow you got your father’s heart
He only loved in the dark
And that postcard hanging on your wall
Doesn’t mean what it did in the fall
I can’t get with your creation myths
I don’t know what I believe but that’s not it
Point to the stars as proof of your lord
I am out at sea and can’t climb aboard
You’re cutting faces from the pictures
You on vacation with your sisters
There’s the water slide and the sailboat
The overwhelming sense of hope
Through all the dark days and the strange twists
The adventures and the shifts
Still you cling to some sense of wonder
Remembering how things once were
I can’t get with your creation myths
I don’t know what I believe but that’s not it
Point to the stars as proof of your lord
I am out at sea and can’t climb aboard
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