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To Be Excused
03:06
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Noah built his arc before it rained / I keep my good boots by the door / I track tornadoes as they land / To see what the angels are aiming for / Noah built his arc before it rained / I keep my flashlight in the car / I have pills by my bed / But I’m not so unhinged anymore / I wait to be excused / Noah built is arc before it rained / I bury bullets in the yard / I stopped hearing from my boys / I may have pushed them a little hard / I wait to be excused / I lick my lips and wait for the rain / For the rivers to run over and we’ll all be excused / We’re up to our necks and we’ll all be excused
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She Has the Sky
03:27
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She’ll point to the moon and whistle through her teeth / A sad little tune no one ever hears / She cocks her back when an airplane’s in the sky / And she keeps her head back till the plane disappears / She keeps her eyes peeled till the plane disappears / There’s magic in the sky for her / And somehow it doesn’t fade / She stands in the rain and the hail / What ever comes from above / Held by the clouds, one step closer to God / Held by the clouds, one step closer to God / We all start with something / With her it was stars / The constellations are stuck to her walls / And as she got older she just wanted more / She climbed and she climbed as far as she could / She climbed and she climbed as high as she could / There’s magic in the sky for her / And somehow it doesn’t fade / She has the sky
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Small Prices
03:56
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Like opening the door just to feel the air again / Opening the door as far as it will go / And the rain falls crooked / Like looking for answers you know don’t exist / And feeling nostalgic for things you don’t miss / And the rain falls harder now / And you know, all that motion / Doesn’t hide all the lines in your face / We all have shadows / Trailing us place to place / Just open the door / Just open the door as far as it will go / Just open the door and they call you by name / The world is full of small small prices / We all have to pay / Just open the door / Like feeling envy for someone you’ve never met / And asking forgiveness for what you don’t regret / Like opening the door / Like looking for answers you know don’t exist / And feeling nostalgic for things you don’t miss / And envy for someone you’ve never met / Asking forgiveness for what you don’t regret / Just open the door / And the rain falls harder now
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Illumination
04:21
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Sole Survivor
03:24
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I’m courting the sole survivor of a passenger airplane crash / I hope her luck rubs off on me / I’m seeing stars again sitting in my padded room / Writing letter after letter with no reply / She was a headline at the lunchroom table; a hometown girl who walked away without a scratch / Now I want a dinner with the lone survivor of a passenger airplane crash / I think her luck will rub off on me / All I wanted was a good luck charm / Something you would see and say / Boy, your luck has changed / Your luck has changed / She’s a tiny little sliver of a girl / I wonder if the metal and fire missed her by a mile / It’s getting hard again pacing on this hallway rug / What do I have to do to get a reply / I’m courting the sole survivor of a passenger airplane crash / Take me away from my fiery places / All I wanted was a good luck charm / Something you would see and say / Boy, your luck has changed / Your luck has changed
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Money is Magic
04:46
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We’re hanging on for our lives / Like litter in the trees / Breaking down, breaking down / Piece by piece / Don’t tell me money isn’t magic / The river seems to steam / In this new kind of heat / Running down, running down / It all heads downstream / Don’t tell me money isn’t magic / Don’t tell me money isn’t magic / You know it isn’t true / I’ve seen it save / I’ve seen it heal / I’ve seen it love / And God, it seemed real / Money can take me downstream from here / I’ve got enemies in my blood / You have to say these things out loud / Spinning and spinning / Just dancing around / I Just want to have a shot / Don’t tell me money isn’t magic / The cards are stacked / Don’t tell me money isn’t magic / Don’t tell me money isn’t magic / The river seems to steam / In this new kind of heat / Running down, running down / But it still heads downstream / Money is magic / Don’t tell me money isn’t magic / You know it isn’t true / I’ve seen it rain / I’ve seen it pour / I just want my shelter from the storm / Money can get me downstream from here
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The Auctioneer
03:16
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Feet on a fence / Watching the town sway / Hands on my hips / I’m just an auctioneer / Heads to a beat / Simple little engine / Just pushing the air / How do they stay up straight / I try to run / I try to run / How does running in circles feel so out of control / Feet on the fence / Watching the town sway / Wind in my sails / I’m just the auctioneer / Calling out numbers / Calling out the numbers / I try to run / I try to run / To keep from falling down
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From the Cockpit
02:54
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Let’s steal a seaplane / We can make it to the Great Lakes / Sure I know my wings are fragile / Or I wouldn’t have asked you in the first place / Let’s steal a seaplane / We can make it on a half tank / I know symmetry’s a weakness / But I have to get this done for its sake / We really stuck it to him / Out cold on the half-couch / But a promise is a promise / And my brother took my hand and we headed out / Out to the carnival / The carnival / And it saved my soul / Let’s steal that seaplane / We can take the fight to the clouds / And it’ll all be softer when the water ushers us back to the ground / Oh, he couldn’t touch us / Our secret was a tank trap / We’d smelled the smells of the carnival / And nothing he could do could take it back /
Out to the carnival / The carnival / And it saved my soul / This land is my land / This land is elastic / You can see it from the cockpit / You can see it from the cockpit
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Dirt Over Your Shoulders
02:48
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Claws and beaks and terrible things / Put your hands to your ears / So you can hear your heartbeat / Put down the magazine you’ll need your sleep / When we wake we will dig / On your hands and knees / Yellow eyes, sharp teeth, and terrible things / Back luck piled up on pretty bad genes / In the morning you breathe / We’ll just dig / Dirt over your shoulders / A thousand tiny tunnels / God doesn’t throw dice / Take that lead tape off your back / Get some clay in your nails / Put a fort in the hillside / Poisonous bites and glorious stings / Turn your eyes to the ground / Terrible sound / Terrible sound / Dirt over your shoulders / A thousand tiny tunnels / God doesn’t throw dice
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Soak City
03:26
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