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Breathe
Butterflies
Captain
Clio
Crooked Line
Dealer
Evelyn's Kitchen
Medicine
Michael Stipe
Send Another Round
Song For Sara II
Sweetie
Two Years
Breathe

Lean out your door
Step out to air
Breathe in the air
Step in to your door

Lean out your door
Step in to air
Breathe in the air
Step out your door

Butterflies

Come on down, let the words come washing over
Come on down, speak like easy breeze
All fall down, we�ll all fall down together
All fall down, so why fill pockets up with posies
Come on down, dance in rings around the rings around the
Come on down, all fall down together
All fall down

I�m not chasing butterflies I�m working on my wings
I�ll paint them in the colors that I hope I�ll want to see
Fingers on the wings just to see the way they soar
All I learn is after they�re not soaring anymore

Chasing down the angels to learn the way to dance
Saw them spinning on a pin and knew I knew at last
Laid it on the table said "now that's the way to move."
They told me thanks and shook my hand and swore they never knew

Sun climbs high and sight comes down
And swarming now upon the ground
We turn our crooked lines upon the soil
Shoes are sinking in the shit
The waiting is the worst of it
And somehow somewhere sometime there�ll be enough
Marked like lines on tired signs
Your wires wind your mind to time
And no one knows exactly which to cut
Just got to dance in the setting sun
Breathing in the breeze and the songs unsung
And I�ll try to keep my head above the noise
Up above the noise

And horns will blow and songs will sing
And everywhere and everything
Will come fade like mountains sinking with the time
The times I�ve taken that road I�ve tasted where
the wasted wasted time all goes
And it�s a hell of a drive but it�s a hell of a time
And when you get there then you�ll know it was worth the ride
And so you shake your bones like the storming seas
And wrap your arms around the breeze
And the ticking in your earholes fades to blur
Fades to blur

Captain

I�m just arriving
I�m not the steady shipmaster�s son
I don�t know hunger
I don�t know how to carve the seas
I�m tired of waiting
I cannot sleep here on the sand
My mind is restless
And my body�s yours to command

Here�s my last dollar
It�s fair enough to take me sailing away
I will not fail you
I will not end up at the rails
My hands are calloused
My days were filled with love and war
My fight�s been fruitless
And my steps are heavy on the shore

Written to my captain
Tossed into the water everyday
Waves and winds are pulling him closer
And if he�d find me
We could terrorize the seas

My time is motion
But I�m learning stillness from the seas
My blood is thickness
My heart is yearning to be free
I won�t unravel
I don�t need to be anchored to the land
And I�ve been training
I spin and spin but still I stand

Clio

Clio, Clio
You sweet evil bitch
Clio
I love you, you heart-piercing whore

It's alright, It's okay

Crooked Line

It�s another day
Don�t you feel like I feel?

This is still the world
But don�t you see what I see?

Another day on the crooked line

It�s a moving world
So don�t be taking your time now

Take a walk around
Singing �Oh la la la�

Another day on the crooked line

Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot

This is still the world


Dealer

The dealer go down
I don�t worry

So long we�re taking
I don�t worry

 

Evelyn�s Kitchen

When I get back home to Evelyn�s kitchen
I�m gonna hang my hat and strip down to my socks
I got to get back home to Evelyn�s kitchen
We�re gonna draw the shades and fasten up all the locks
Cause everyday I stay away
I get so lonesome
And then I cry cry cry
Oh my my my

She don�t have to do it with her night shirt on
She�s got all she needs

When I get back home to Evelyn�s kitchen
I�m gonna walk on in and get right down on the floor
Once I taste the ruit of Evelyn�s kitchen
You know I�m never gonna walk back out that door

She don�t have to do it with her makeup on
She�s got all she needs

When I get back home to Evelyn�s kitchen
I know that girl will give me all I need
There�s always something sweet in Evelyn�s kitchen
And she�s the finest little chef that you�ve ever seen

She don�t have to do it with the covers on
She�s got all she needs

Medicine

I can�t find my medicine
I can�t find my sweet embrace
I know that I�m going to need it to get through

I can�t find my medicine
I can�t find my saving grace
I can�t touch I need to touch

I can wrap myself in loving hands
Hope that they will hold me fast
And hold me strong and hold me till I�m grown

I can trace each single thread
I can se where each one ends
I swear there must be something that will hold

I can hear the weatherman
I can hear him better than
All the days I was home and feeling fine
Standing at the front of the line
Hoping that my sun would always shine so bright

Waiting through some stormy weather
Waiting for calliopes and clowns and juggling balls
Waiting through some stormy weather
Waiting so long

Waiting through some stormy weather
Waiting with the promise of the magic in my veins
Waiting for these pills to set in
Waiting so long



Michael Stipe

We ain�t ass ugly like michael stipe

Michael Stipe walking through palm court
And he stole Maggie�s icy pop
Well I don�t care if he�s a rock star
He�s a dick

Michael Stipe walking through palm court
And he wouldn�t give Anna a buck
Well I don�t care if he�s a rock star
He�s a rich and stingy fuck

Send Another Round

Oh on a golden morning
I read the letters of an insane 16 year old
and count the years between
then and now, this and what?
this is what I am
21 and

Oh but just what if
I could shine my face out into the infinite
could sit and send
all these things, long and far
far past all I see

Oh the heart of 18
when the days each unfolded for me
and to see just what
was all around, all the time
whispering my name
I could hear it coming

On this morning
with the air so crackling and new
so send another round
because here I am, here I am
I am not afraid
and I will sing it loud

Oh all these feelings
racing through a time piece somewhere inside
and the time piece says
"move along, settle down
don't let go but don't fear the fall

and Oh there is really magic
right here in the things we do
and in the ways we move
in our hearts, in our eyes
in our hands and in our souls
you can see it

Clear, all things clearer
when the rhythms of what you've become
can be heard above
all the noise, all the words
all the tears and all the doubts
and you're singing

Loud into the morning
and keep it on into the night
when you'll find me there
drunk on love and speaking clear
and dancing in my head
will be the words that you

Said all those mornings
when the letters were writing themselves again
and I was sitting there
speaking rhymes, speaking rhymes
speaking all I knew
you said to speak in rhymes

Oh on a golden morning
I read the letters of an insane 16 year old
and count the years between
then and now, this and what
now this is what I am
21 and

Song For Sara II
a.k.a. "The Greatest Thing About TCR", "What a Hottie", "Bells Chime", "Spinning In The Winds Of Time", "Sara IV XX"

You're wanting me here, you're telling me so
so I fall down on my knees
I'm reaching for you, you're reaching for me
and we fall into a slowly stepping dance
spinning around, laughing out loud
and so here we are, and here we go again
and I am alive, you are alive
we are alive, we are so alive

I like to feel you body sway
It seems so long since we danced this way
I dream of dancing everyday
everyday, everyday

You're wanting me here, you're telling me so
so I'm so lost in the way we move
I'm reaching for you, come closer to me
I'm holding your face, right here in my hands
you're hands all around, my hands all around you
look at me, staring right at you
and I am in love, you are in love
we are in love, we are so in love

I know you like it nice and slow
To feel the feel of letting go
If I move too fast just let me know
Let me know, let me know


Sweetie

Sweetie, Sweetie
You sick piece of shit
Sweetie
That's so number 1
Sweetie
You are like way on the loose
Sweetie
Eat a dicka
Sweetie
Smashing

Two Years

You and I and Heaven�s song
Wrapped and wound we spin along
Pressed our feet into the lawn
Laid our hearts out to the dawn

And the sun around us rolled
Wrapped us both in warmth and gold
Days and days and nights to hold
And never let our hearts grow old

Two years in love on a hill
In the rain
Two years in love gone wrong

Dying embers lit the night
Never again would burn so bright
Still we sat and enjoyed the sight
Fanned the flames with what we might

Fists clenched hard and eyes shut tight
We made bad love by candlelight
And knew so well it was not right
And screamed and spit and bled despite

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