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The Road
03:06
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You’re driving the highway you made on your face
Little red lines laid out through the state
And you’re driving to leave him
And you’re driving to forget him
And if I could say one thing
If I could teach the whole world to sing
Where did it go
Do you suppose you’d go
When I spent every living day on the road
You’ve crumpled the map you’ve made on your face
‘Cause girl you’re chasing something that won’t wait
And you’re driving to leave him
And you’re driving to forget him
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Fire In Your Belly
02:45
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I awoke to find you covered in ash
You looked like snow on the road
Remember that night out the window
We were six years old between the bedposts
Now there’s a light
In your belly
Now there’s a fire
In your belly
You went down that road two weeks ago
Where did you go?
You went down in the swamp
Kudzu growing on your back
You came back wet with sweat
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Ordinary Day
03:18
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Can I tell you a story that made me who I am?
Can I write them down, can I put them in a song?
Can I paint them on your face?
Cause baby this is the taste of spring
You and me on the most ordinary day.
And you and me, this is the taste of spring
You and me on the most ordinary day.
Can I tell you the names of the people in my face?
They are all from some kind of story.
Can we write them down, can we put them in a song?
Can we paint them in our place?
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4. |
Hurricane
03:45
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There’s a cottonmouth sunnin’ on my back porch
My wicker rocking chair is stuck beneath the stairs
Underwater in my hometown
And I’m up here in TN watching family wade for momma’s wedding gown
Oooh she’s whistling
Oooh she’s twisting on you
Oooh she’s a-coming for, she’s a-coming for you.
Not the only one in the attic’s a mad woman
She’s got her pictures in her boxes, got your name on her locket
And its floating down the bayou to downtown
And I’m up here in TN watching my family wade for my momma’s wedding gown
Oooh she’s whistling
Oooh she’s twisting on you
Oooh she’s a-coming for, she’s a-coming for you.
Come thou fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing this grace
Cause this one washed away all that I ever had to say
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Calling Me
03:09
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When the rest of the world is asleep
Do you remember that night when you and me
Pulled down the steeple of ash
The rain was coming down I was filthy and black
Sometimes I feel that my time on earth is sorta defined
And my life, oh, its calling me
And I wonder what else it could be
There are times that I see and don’t see
Sometimes I feel that I’m changed by those women on this hill in the rain
In this vision of earthly decay
I see that time will bear us all away
But I’m sad I won’t be here to see it fade
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Skyline
04:05
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The weather here is perfect
I’ll lay it out frame by frame
I’ll write a plea for you to visit
On a 4x6 cardstock with your name
I know you can’t see it
But the grass out here it’s greener
I’ll remember this picture
Oh how I wish you were here
The air is cool at the wrong time of year
Did you see on the bottom the red and white lines
The postman is calling you to my skyline
My return address it would really be complete
If you were right here with me
So I’ll peel the stamp and write persuasively:
I don’t really live here
But I swear it feels like home
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7. |
This Modern History
04:03
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I don’t know who I am when all I have to do is choose
What kinda place am I in when all I have to do is choose
You better turn me around send me back to a different town
Cause in this modern history they pushed it all into the middle
You better turn me around send me back to a different town
Cause you can’t change my history and push it all into the middle
They suppose I didn’t think I’d find something more here
They suppose I didn’t think I was looking for something more here
But suppose I was
I don’t know where I’ve been when all I have to do is choose
What kinda place am I in when all I have to do is choose
You better turn me around send me back to a different town
Cause in this modern history they pushed it all into the middle
You better turn me around send me back to a different town
Cause you can’t change my history and push it all into the middle
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Moment
04:07
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What lies beyond this momentary glimpse
Of feeling and time and presence
The end of this moment will simply begin
New water and light and substance
The words that are flowing cannot frame this tent
This life that we all represent
The pain of our knowing that this time will end
A fear, a fiery lament
I am hurt by the past
Oppressed by the future
And blind to the moment
I am hurt by the past
Oppressed by the future
And blind to the moment
This fiery silence will one day transcend
I will go back to where I began
I am hurt by the past
Oppressed by the future
And blind to the moment
But my life will not end
In this tomb, in this tent
In this place, in this moment.
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Scoundrel
03:43
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I heard a chorus of heaven climbing upward in the woods tonight
I saw a pig in heaven, she was grunting with a secret life
Then I go down to my house where me and the devil are friends tonight
And he said
No one needs to know
No one needs to hear
No one needs to be told
You’re a scoundrel
Sometimes here in my place we get to talking, I wear a different face
Then I go up to heaven I watch the pig pull my face from my nape
Then I go back to my house where my friend the devil has me a new face
And a new place
No one needs to know
No one needs to hear
No one needs to be told
You’re a scoundrel
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10. |
Quick Bright Things
03:08
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Quick bright things come to ruin
That’s why I never loved you
You can’t light my heart like a fuse
And expect it to rise and fall down red, white and blue
Quick bright things come to ruin
That’s why I never watched you
In the sky I never joined you
Cause the light was inside me and it was shared with someone else
I never chose you because
I don’t think that love should spit and flicker and die away
For the sake of another quick bright day with you
Quick bright things come to ruin
That’s why I never watched you
But you, you kept coming down like lightning
But the light was inside me and it was shared
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Alva Leigh Chattanooga, Tennessee
Had some kids, got real emo #mompop
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