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I Got So High One Time
03:41
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I got so high one time
It was in junior high
In the basement of a rec center beside a pool.
Inside a mega church where my friend's father worked
We scored it off a janitor who said that we seemed cool
I was hand-shaking mind-wrecking stoned
And filled with all the love I've ever known
Stars in the firmament
Look down on the sacraments
Upon the mixer and the massive stacks of Mackie towers
There was no color cast from light passed through stained glass
Just the lighting rigs and subs so you could feel the power of
God I was so far gone
And knew that I could not go back home
Inside a bathroom stall
My friend threw up and bawled
Beside the room in which we both attended Sunday school
It was the first he'd cried since his mother died
He pulled himself together washed his hands and acted cool
And lo all the angels proclaimed
That neither one of us would be the same
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2. |
East Texas
04:02
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Pharaoh told his dream to Joseph
Joseph told Pharaoh the truth
I was in East Texas at the apex of a misspent youth
I was so warm and lonely
I was full of banquet beer
It was pretty good while it lasted
I had a pretty good couple years
Then I saw burned-out highways and semis in my dreams
Sleeping in a van towards New Orleans
Scorched farmland and corn with blighted ears
I knew that I was headed for some hard, hard years
On the wind the scent of Camels
On the ground the smell of leaves
We had a place to stay in Austin
We had beds and it was free
I was misquoting Faulkner and throwing up in the street
I said to no one moderation has never been my biggest strength
Then I saw burned-out highways and semis in my dreams
Sleeping in a van towards New Orleans
Scorched farmland and corn with blighted ears
I knew that I was headed for some hard, hard years
Clutches, radiator hoses, transistors, and minds
Pushed hard enough and anything will break if you give it time
After that was years of plenty eaten up by years of lean
And Joseph he said unto Pharaoh it was true what he'd seen in his dream
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3. |
Fourth of July
02:45
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Buy me a drink, sing me a song
Give me a kiss 'cause I can't stay long
Break me apart and cleave my mind in two
We were staying up late, being real bad
We smoked cigarettes that we stole from your dad
I bent my head across the space towards you
You moved away, such is life
It was the fourth of July
And it was nice
When I was 18 I was real hot shit
I was reading lots of books and an insufferable prick
But things can soften over time
Time it flies like a paper plane
It wobbles once and hits the pavement
I had it coming and I got mine
You moved away, such is life
It was the fourth of July
And it was nice
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4. |
A Due
03:05
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All the saints adore you
And statues bat their eyes
The way you watch the sidewalk
Makes even angels sigh
You should've been a cloud
I think you'd have less trouble now
Making storms from nothing and floating around
Don't seem as fitting on the ground
On your way home from work
When you walk by my street
Trees stretch across the pavement
And bend their limbs to meet
You should've been a cloud
I think you'd have less trouble now
Making storms from nothing and floating around
Don't seem as fitting on the ground
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6. |
The Dread and the Crush
04:22
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When it's easy living in a pleasant time of year
And you're drinking seltzer in the side yard
And you're nowhere else but here
And a burnt-leaf wind brings that telltale left-eye tear
And you grip hard to the arms of the lawn chair
Just waiting for the fear
And the crush of the chest
From the dread that all that's good
That you love that exists
Will be torn apart by
Time the great wrecker of it all
Every beating heart and scattered star will fall
To time the great wrecker
While true enough I reckon
Get your chin up off your chest
It hasn't happened yet
And if a deal were offered
If I could make it true
I'd wrap it all beneath my sternum
To keep it far from you
But when you girls get older
If you find it in you too
Just creeping in some corner
I know you'll know what to do
With the crush of the chest
From the dread that all that's good
That you love that exists
Will be torn apart by
Time the great wrecker of it all
Every beating heart and scattered star will fall
To time the great wrecker
While true enough I reckon
Get your chin up off your chest
It hasn't happened yet
I've learned a thing or two
About how things here are arranged
The good news and the bad news
Is everything you know is gonna change
In time the great wrecker of it all
Every beating heart and scattered star will fall
To time the great wrecker
While true enough I reckon
Get your chin up off your chest
It hasn't happened yet
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7. |
Crazy Dream
03:51
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8. |
November's Finest
02:58
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