1. |
Night of 1000 Stars
06:08
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Lyrics:
The fragile eyes of a man with a gun who stands for nothing
And all he wants is a little peace and quiet, but she keeps talking
Now he ain’t sure if he heard right, but she sounds like leaving
He puts his hands on his ears and says, ‘I don’t believe this’
16 months, his last tour, and he walked through fire
When Captain said ‘Sergeant jump’, he’d just ask ‘how high, sir?’
Now he ain’t sure if he heard right, but she sounds like leaving
He puts his hands on her arms and says, ‘you must be dreaming’
Night of a thousand stars, miles from the ground
World spinning round and round
Days of slaughter and rage, he’d dream of Angel
And in her arms he would rise high above the turmoil
Now he ain’t sure if he heard right, but she looks like leaving
He puts his hand on his gun and says, not while I’m breathing
Night of a thousand stars, miles from the ground
World spinning round and round
Night of a thousand stars, miles from the ground
World spinning round and round
The fragile eyes of a man with a gun who stands for nothing
And all he wants is a little peace and quiet
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2. |
Over You
03:59
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OVER YOU (Renee Harcourt)
I had a taste. I had a bite. And now I’m hungry every night.
My plate is empty. My cupboard’s bare. You left me hanging without a prayer.
I know we said it never should have happened. It might have been the cool night air.
CHORUS
I can’t get over you. I can’t forget no matter what I do.
I can’t get over you. I can’t find the will or the fortitude.
It’s like a test inside my head. I wake up wet in an empty bed.
You’re in my dreams. You’re on my mind. I can’t escape you. I’m crucified.
I know we said never again. Sensible discipline.
I can’t get over you. I can’t forget no matter what I do.
I can’t get over you. I can’t find the will or the fortitude.
BRIDGE
Time takes care of every little thing. Only time ticking by, only time ticking by
Every minute’s like a God damn day, only time ticking by, only time ticking by
Deadly sin. Attempted virtue. May prudence and faith divert you.
It’s always messy and never clean. A can of worms Saint Augustine.
I know we said it felt so right. Wrong is enticingly nice.
I can’t get over you. I can’t forget no matter what I do.
I can’t get over you. I can’t find the will or the fortitude.
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3. |
Vera Chiesa
04:48
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Lyrics:
The air was ripe with the city’s ancient artistry
the night I went to see
the witch of Turin, Italy
She said he’s soon to be born another entity
She said he’d come to me
a second time a boy of three
She spoke about the man that I was
meant to marry
She spoke about the man who’s love
I always carry
Vera Chiesa, Vera Chiesa
His body was taken but his soul is reborn
Vera Chiesa, Vera Chiesa
His body was taken but his soul is reborn
Before he left me we lived in Central Italy
Before he left me we shared a
million secrecies
A thousand kisses as the sun was
setting amber
A thousand thoughts
I try often to remember
Years beyond our prime the moths
came to the flame
For years beyond our fears
the cancer had its way
It makes you beg for answers
Vera Chiesa, Vera Chiesa
His body was taken but his soul is reborn
Vera Chiesa, Vera Chiesa
His body was taken but his soul is reborn
Four years passed and quite by chance
or so it seemed
A woman made her way to me with
her son of three
They had also been
to see the witch of Turin, Italy
who spoke to them of my lost love
now his soul she sees
I lay before the boy all his things I’d kept
The way they prove the
Dalai Lama in Tibet
He clutched them to his heart
Vera Chiesa, Vera Chiesa
His body was taken but his soul is reborn
Vera Chiesa, Vera Chiesa
His body was taken but his soul is reborn
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4. |
Hurricane
04:03
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Lyrics:
She's almost a hurricane I'll tell you what that means It means she isn't quite as strong as she wants you to believe She'll spin on through the tangled trees Her tears blend with the rain She's almost a hurricane... She's almost a hurricane She's knows you're enjoying the weather The way it changes and blows you to the ground She can call it in to come She can call it in to go... She's almost a hurricane I'll tell you what that means It means she isn't quite as strong as she wants you to believe She'll spin on through the tangled trees Her tears blend with the rain She's almost a hurricane... She's almost a hurricane Feel her rising from far away Mostly blue skies mixed with gray She's got that slow build forward To forever in a day... She's almost a hurricane I'll tell you what that means It means she isn't quite as strong as she wants you to believe She'll spin on through the tangled trees Her tears blend with the rain She's almost a hurricane... She's almost a hurricane touch her she'll be silent touch her she'll be stronger
touch her she'll break open And be falling all around you She'll move you from bitter to end Waterfalls of sweetness and sin Lay you down And begin to build again... She's almost a hurricane I'll tell you what that means…
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5. |
I'm Waiting
05:58
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Lyrics:
Bridges are falling, my savior's not calling,
Something appalling could happen today
Caught in the traffic, the wrong demographic,
I guess I could laugh or I could just go away
There was a time when I walked in the light
When I walked in the light, I walked in the light
I was a dreamer, a sure-footed schemer
A devil, redeemer, an angel in flight
Now I'm Waiting
Dark night on a lonely road
Tail lights show me where to go
I won't fight, I won't pretend to know
Dark night, show me where to go
Hours keep passing, I'm chasing the last thing
What's really happening? What's happening?
Every thing's beeping, it’s flashing or speaking
Attention-seeking, what does it mean?
When I was younger there was a hunger
An urge and a wonder, a fear and delight
Life was a stage and I was a player
Not just some tax-payer with no end in sight
(Chorus)
Everything's burning but nobody's learning
We twist and we turn and we clutch and we slide
Faster and faster, avoiding disaster
No question, no answer, no spirit, no guide
When I was younger there was a hunger
An urge and a wonder, a fear and delight
All I could see, the earth and the trees
I could believe in truth and in light
(Chorus)
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6. |
All Rise
04:14
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Lyrics:
First they took me down a road
Not a road I’d ever seen, it was dark and it was cold
Mortal end, mortal gold
Fight or flight, this crazy ride, I’m better letting go
CHORUS
All rise. All rise hear the recommendation
All rise. Sometimes the guide’s disguised in pain
All rise. All rise hear the recommendation
Meet the guide with an open light, all rise
And then they came into my home
They knocked me down and took everything I owned
I tried to see beyond alone
Where empty makes room for something new and unknown
CHORUS
Then they showed me to a shrine
Tall and shimmering, it illuminated time
My eyes followed up the line
And I could not conform, and I could not confine
CHORUS
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7. |
Jump Start
03:56
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Lyrics:
I live inside a magazine. I’m a juggler, balancing routine
Smoke and mirrors, wood, steel, skin and rock ‘n roll
You see that world in my eyes. I work to keep it safe and alive.
Some place in between restless and secure
I stood out in left field watching
Birds painting the clear blue sky
When I stood out in left field watching
You snuck up on me like a wildfire
Sparks and flames flashing and flying
And I felt the light inside jumpstart
They train wild tigers to heel. Make devices to stop a rolling wheel.
And junkies get clean, make amends and start anew
I could ask the universe for wealth. Pray to God I’ll always have my health
But I’ll wait a long, lonely night for you
I stood out in left field watching
Birds painting the clear blue sky
When I stood out in left field watching
You snuck up on me like a wildfire
Sparks and flames flashing and flying
And I felt the light inside jumpstart
You jump started every little feeling that I’ve pushed away,
compromised, isolated, memorized
You jump started every little fantasy I’ve entertained to
go insane, I can’t contain, baby you’re to blame
I stood out in left field watching
Birds painting the clear blue sky
When I stood out in left field watching
You snuck up on me like a wildfire
Sparks and flames flashing and flying
And I felt the light inside jumpstart
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8. |
Constance, No More
05:35
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Lyrics:
Silent She comes
To the red room with the mirror on the door
And her name is Constance, no more
Silent She comes
When our eyes close but the blankets are down
And her name is Constance, no more
We hide, though we see it like it is
We hide, though we see it like it is
Silent She comes
When the night falls but the curtain's not drawn
And her name is Constance, no more
Silent She comes
Like a prophet, like a storm on the calm
And her name is Constance, no more
We hide, though we feel it like it is
We hide, though we feel it like it is
Silent She comes
With her fortunes, with her omens and smiles
Silent She comes
With her beauty, with her potions and vials
Constance, no more
Silent She comes
Like a specter, like a shadow too soon
And She comes through the mirror on the door of our room
Constance, no more
We hide, though we see it like it is
We hide, though we see it like it is
We hide, though we feel it like it is
We hide, though we feel it like it is
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9. |
Pass the Buddha
04:07
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Lyrics:
Green tea, green tea, I gave up coffee look at me
Corn fed family freak, next is alcohol and meat
Cramp cage, free range, victimize, assimilate
Dairy gone, wheat, weight, everybody clean your plate
Please, pass the Buddha. A hit of Mr. B, open eye number three
Pass the Buddha, please. I’m ready to land, I gotta get him in my hand
Pass the Buddha, please. I need a little calm, the west has gone so wrong
Big house, fast car, what you drive is who you are
Nest egg, five star, Joie de vivre and caviar
Breath deep, water leak, oxygen supply is weak
Wise seed, noble deed, impermanent created thing
Please, pass the Buddha. A hit of Mr. B, open eye number three
Pass the Buddha, please. I’m ready to land, I gotta get him in my hand
Pass the Buddha, please. I need a little calm, the west has gone so wrong
You can tell yourself you’re living pretty conscious and clean
Turn around to find you’ve fallen straight down into the hands of the machine
H-D-T-V, prescription drug for everything
Quick fix, awakening, side effects are gonna sting
Read the label, redefine, buy local from the vine
Never steal, never lie, downward dog and you’ll be fine
Please, pass the Buddha. A hit of Mr. B, open eye number three
Pass the Buddha, please. I’m ready to land, I gotta get him in my hand
Pass the Buddha, please. We need a little calm, the west has gone so wrong
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10. |
Golden Gate
04:51
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Lyrics:
Paint a dream yellow, gold and green
Live inside a work of art
Write a song of loving someone long
And spill the wine
right from your heart
You can live a lot of little lies
They bend your twisted
mind around you
And turn your back
on all the little signs
of a vision going blind
Save away
You can never have
enough for a rainy day
Save away
Standing naked staring into space
I almost flew off the Golden Gate
Feel the water
looking at your daughter
Touch the light upon her face
Hope that one day
she’ll know why you went away
Forgive yourself your fall from grace
You can see a lot of little lines
grow around your eyes without you
Make a place for all the little times
you might have done it right
Save away
You can never have enough for a rainy day
Save away
Standing naked staring into space
Empty, hollow
I gave it all away
I almost flew off the Golden Gate
Standing naked staring into space
Forgive yourself
You had a fall from grace
Watch the lines growing on your face
Save them up, save a space
Cut the flowers, drop them in a vase
Watch your daughter run another race
Love will go, gone without a trace
Save it up, save a space
Save away
You can never have enough for a rainy day
Save away
You never know when
you need it for a rainy day
Save away
Save away
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11. |
Fear of Flying
04:45
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Lyrics:
Who will hold my hand
when I take off and land
Who will hold my hand
when I take off and land
Who will hold my hand
Who will hold my hand
So I see your rooftop fade below me
I’m free but I’m not all together me
And they say true changes come
from blue skies and thunder
but I wonder
Who will hold my hand
when I take off and land
Who will hold my hand
when I take off and land
Who will hold my hand
Who will hold my hand
So I keep your music in my headphones
All my safety’s just above your beat
And I fly above the fear and over
and over
Who will hold my hand
when I take off and land
Who will hold my hand
when I take off and land
Who will hold my hand
Who will hold my hand
So I keep your music in my
headphones
All my safety’s just above your beat
And they say true changes come
from blue skies and thunder
but I wonder
Who will hold my hand
when I take off and land
Who will hold my hand
when I take off and land
Who will hold my hand
Who will hold my hand
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12. |
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Lyrics:
Wood, a hammer and a nail
And a fare-thee-well
Truth, sharper than a knife
In the face of lies
Sweet as rain on a summer night
Sweet as rain on a summer night
Love, a rose that’s made of steel
And you keep it real
Time, it hasn’t changed a thing
Because the bells still ring
Sweet as rain on a summer night
Sweet as rain on a summer night
Give until you give away
The price you’ll pay
Truth, stronger than the blight
Where you shine your light
Sweet as rain on a summer night
Sweet as rain on a summer night
Sweet as rain on a summer night
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