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Courtesy
03:57
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Consider it a victory for self
To decimate the one in twelve
Courtesy
Imbibe courtesy
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2. |
Is That Good Enough
02:28
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I won't wait for you
I won't watch bread rise for you
Won't stick a reed in my side for you
Watch the water flow
I won't lie for you
I don't listen too good to you
Can't cross the Seine or the Nile for you
But our love it floats
And oh-oh-oh
I want to know
Is that good enough?
I will depend on me
Through volcano or stormy seas
Cause you gotta believe
You've not picked the wrong one
I won't wait for you
For that place we're going to
I know you'll be along soon
I hope I can watch you
And oh-oh-oh
I want to know
I've just got to know
Will that be good enough?
Is that good enough?
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3. |
Starling
04:00
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At times I realize that I've missed
Better than half of what you've said
Make me want to be better
Iridescence is unfettered
I will try to recall you like this
Please don't remember me like this
Always consider outside yourself
Can talk with you like no one else
Gregarious, my brain impatient
Diverse and complex vocalizations
My starling
Wonder about the Lord God bird
Your mother hangs on your every word
Passerine, say I love you in small ways
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4. |
Idea Being
02:47
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Signals surrounding our house
What's the strange light in the sky
I know no one's come for us
We're just not that important
We're idea beings
Sentences crowding our house
Weaving this pattern around
I know it's stifling
We're just not that enlightening
Senses abound in our house
Turning it into a song
I know it's pointless
We're just not that important
No one's come for us
Signals surrounding our house
What's the strange light in the sky
I know it's leaving
Preserving all of the old ways
I know it's stifling
We're idea beings
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5. |
Dutch Masters
05:17
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We planted the willow tree
The same year, I think, as the serviceberry
But the tree we were after
Was thirty years on in your father's yard
Mature and elegant
Write songs in three
Cause something in me
Must crave the lilting beat
Of a waltz that we danced long ago
I want it to feel
The same as I feel
When I gaze at the works
Of all those Dutch painters
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6. |
Cast Iron
02:40
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Wishing the winds would pass
To see what will transpire
Missing me by half
Someone you admire
Forgetting how to play
Neglect the hiding for the seek
We went another way
The weight of memory
Taking me to task
The flame beats out the fire
Grandmother's fast
Coffee and cast iron
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Promise of hard times
Sing with the melody that hard times
Do foster
Land in new lands
It's a long way yet from our sandalwood dreams
Overthink it
Sing to me birdsong
Speak to me in a medley of birdsong
A nascent storm waits
Child is awake and the clouds break
A daughter
Alight on sandalwood
Enlighten ascetic hearts and minds
And mine
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8. |
Pablo Christ
03:13
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Play the guitar with Pablo Christ [x2)
The sea will open up for ya
If you play the guitar with Pablo Christ
Play the guitar with Pablo Christ
Set your sins on a vast expanse [x2]
See how truly small you are
And see how loved you truly are
When you glimpse the plain with Pablo Christ
Share a meal with Pablo Christ [x2]
Break bread and wash your feet
When you share a meal with Pablo Christ
Recline at table with Pablo Christ
Mind the child sleeping there
Mind that child sleeping there
A handservant that's what you are
Assured you'll never feel ashamed
Make that vow to Pablo Christ
Speak my name to Pablo Christ [x2]
Our lives will begin again
When you speak my name to Pablo Christ
If you speak our names to Pablo Christ
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9. |
Done Noble
02:34
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How would you know
There's no avalon fields?
Tiant or Koufax
Bullets or blanks
Showers or sinks
Jordan or James
Muskox or lynx
Links to what you done noble
You been outflanked
Lions and lambs
Filets or shanks
A war on war
Leagues or miles
Miles to go before you falter
Incense or sage
Virtue or vice
Vessel or vine
Water or wine
Ours or mine
Substance or dream
Dreams of what you done noble
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10. |
Black Permanent
04:38
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To understand my vivid dream
That hazy, soft, chromatic shore
Listen to it once more
And hear it swell
Some period of rest, agree
To take a small time to restore
A little quiet to endure
Our low flame does well
In case I forget
This night or the next
But in case I forget
This night or the next
Please (hear me sing)
Black permanent thank you
A big black permanent thank you
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Heron Hemingway Portland, Maine
Valley folk. Powered by multiple plaids, and once again produced/engineered/mixed by Dominic Lavoie.
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