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Prairie now isn't that a pretty word
Rolls off the tongue like a setting sun You should have heard what I heard A shriek a syllable a sleight of hand Prairie now isn't that a lonely word Slips through the hands like a falling star You should have seen what I saw A mask an artifice a skillful smear If I could pull the nerves from my skin If I could pull the nerves from my skin I would Prairie now isn't that an evil word Trips on its feet like a slouching beast Surely things will change now A start a plan a place to go If I could pull the nerves from my skin If I could pull the nerves from my skin I would Prairie now isn't that a pretty word Rolls off the tongue like a setting sun You should have heard what I heard A shriek a syllable a sleight of hand Surely things will change now Surely things will change now Surely things will change now Surely things will change now |
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Dead dreams dropping off the heart
Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season How long do I take it Can I start to change it You know it's been a long long time Can I grow a new skin Can I try to begin again Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season I am always waking I am always shaking I think I know this might not end Can I dry the cold sweat Get out of this mess again, again Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Ease into a new box Shoulder a new lot It's gonna be a long long time A whirlwind among breezes Doing what he pleases again, again Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season Dead dreams dropping off the heart Like leaves in a dry season |
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I watch the lights on the ocean
I count the leaves on the trees If it wasn't for your indecision There'd be nothing between you and me I catch your eye it's a showdown Anticipate your every move Purposely find contradiction Escalate nothing to prove Instants of calm fly by mocking All poking fun at a smile She pulls a face in the mirror Lately it's just not our style Losing control to stay under Fighting and screaming down walls Worry has made you a martyr Washed up and left for the birds I count the leaves on the trees I watch the lights on the ocean I count the leaves on the trees I watch the lights on the ocean |
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I'm not talking anymore
All the skins of the words Fell off in my hands If I told you and showed you You'd laugh I'm not trying anymore All my good intentions Fell out of my hands If I told you and showed you You'd laugh You're always right when I'm lonely I can fake it so long only Lose track of days Whiling away I don't have strength to get away Lose track of days Whiling away I don't have strength To get away I thought it Would be so easy That I didn't need to worry I'm safe inside your hands Why'd I listen why'd I fall for that You're always right when I'm lonely I can take it so long only You're always right when I'm lonely I can take it so long only I'm not talking anymore All the skins of the words Fell of in my hands If I told you and showed you You'd laugh I'll stay all night when I'm lonely I can fake it so long only You're always right when I'm lonely I can take it so long only Lose track of days Whiling away I don't have strength To get away Lose track of days Whiling away I don't have strength To get away |
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It is night
And life moves At a new pace The air is still The earth sleeps We move with the grace Of the moon sweeping Through the clouds It is night And life moves At a new pace The air is still The earth sleeps We move with the grace Of the moon sweeping Through the clouds One by one the stars Break through One by one the stars Break through One by one the stars Break through One by one the stars Break through One by one the stars Break through One by one the stars Break through One by one the stars |
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It's gonna
Swallow me whole The ground'll open up And in I'll fall Down down down Mama set me up with a fine young thing And he was gonna buy me everything But he grabbed the hook And took out for deep water And pretty soon that fish He pulled me in It's gonna Follow me home Somewhere in the shadows there's a place for me In the cold cold ground Trouble's right behind me There's hard times ahead The devil's got his hammer He's poundin' on my bed Lost most my money I'm on my last hand I'm knockin' at hell's door with no weapon and no plan Feelin' kinda timid like an egg without a shell But if I've been just bluffing I ain't gonna tell It's gonna Swallow me whole The ground'll open up And in I'll fall Papa set me up With a sharp-eyed boy And I was gonna have him For my toy But he stole my heart And took out for deep water And pretty soon that shark He pulled me in Sky's full of lightening The wind's spitting sand Sun burning oh so hot it gave the earth a tan The fish have all stopped jumping The bedbugs are asleep I'll lay myself beside you and pray my soul to keep I wish I had a needle As fine as I could sew I'd stitch my baby to my side and down the road we'd go My shovel struck sorrow And the tears came running down My shovel struck sorrow And the tears came running down My shovel struck sorrow And the tears came running down My shovel struck sorrow And the tears came running down Little fishes in the brook Papa catch them with a hook Brother clean it like a man Mama fry it in the pan |
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I'm a poor gal long way from home 'fore
I get to heaven got a way to roam And when I get there gonna take off my shoes Got nothin' now & nothin' to lose All day long you heard me moan You can tell my friends when I am gone A dollar for some bacon a nickel for the lard I'd like to buy some more but times are hard You work me late, you work me soon Sometimes you work me by the light of the moon You work me late, you work me soon Sometimes you work me by the light of the moon Going to see my long haired babe Got her a dress on the last pay day Gonna treat her nice gonna treat her fine Gonna take her home on the railroad line Gonna treat her nice gonna treat her fine Take her home on the railroad line You work me late, you work me soon Sometimes you work me by the light of the moon You work me late, you work me soon Sometimes you work me by the light of the moon |
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shut off and curl up
if it hurts push harder shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder the best view from this window still looks like hell and the fists they fall like rain I know it just a little too well angel I've been beaten angel I'm a whore I'm just a little bit older just a little less more and more shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder it's too long that I've stayed here too long that I've tried angel I'm so naked I can't look you in the eye oh angel I'm exhausted I think I'm a lie I don't know how I got here I just can't figure out why shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder in twenty-five years I'm silver and in fifty gold angel I just can't imagine what it's like to grow old angel there's no time left won't you give me strength to meet you in a different life to see you when this ends shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder shut off and curl up if it hurts push harder the best view from this window still looks like hell and the fists they fall like rain I know it just a little too well angel I've been beaten angel I'm a whore I'm just a little bit older just a little less more and more |
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there are things I can't explain
why a seashell loves the sand why tornadoes love the plains why my dreams have lost their wings there are things I can't explain why tornadoes love the plains why the city quiets at dawn why I couldn't stop my tears |
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i'm sitting here
alone i'm pitching a tent like a camper's home all i've got tonight, are dirty feet and giggles and Rover, and this jar of Jif and i grab a butter knife to end my virginal strife i've tried hard hard HARD to get between you and him but in the end of you, i begin i take a deep breath that is dreamy and smear on some extra creamy and i call the canine over to try out my new lollipop boner when senor skippy is in town all i think about is my dog going down and this is why i used vaginal cream that time when i tried out for swim team i had to shave my legs and my balls but no knowledge of the bathroom, i did it in the hall i shit myself at the family reunion and that time i first received my holy communion the moon is rising and these extra two inches tonight are surprising and i and you and ro-o-over too can't believe what your new crush just did to my shoe there is feces all inside and it's covering the fresh leather hide do you remember what tonight is the night Elvis dies while taking a piss and it was on the television and my sperm is now spraying like nuclear fission and now i need Kleenex Cottonelle cuase this sticky feeling is comparable with hell and i'm sick of low fat lays and they more i hate it, the more my gizz sprays and now windex is required for now my ejaculate has retired to window overlooking the tree house and i must clean it up as quiet as a mouse but alas i make an utterance it is my mom, a goddamn stutterance she has caught me, red handed tissue on dick with that creamy Jif all over my stick and it's not even a maternal figure it's you and you're dressed like a wigger I hate fat Albert Jeans can someone HOLLA for me if they know what I mean Alas, i recover my .38 it is the only way to go out after you masturbate. BA BLAM |
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