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big pink
ottmar gramms, bought some land, in 1952, built a house, and gave it a blouse, now pink was just brand new. in ’67, this rented heaven, saw 3 men move right in the basement crew sounded old and new.
oh to be an owl that night, oh to be an owl that night
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to sit on a limb and take it all in. americana songs gettin’ breast-fed on milk and gin.
caught it from love
the doctor said sit, and open your eyes, look to the left and look to the right, how did ya catch it - i caught it from love
the doctor said “wait, i’ve seen this before, it rattles a man, right down to his core” how did ya catch it? - i caught it from love
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how did you catch it? - not on a train. how did you catch it? - not in the rain. how did you catch it? - nobody knows but i caught it from love
it’s startin’ to grow, valentine red, it’s showing its teeth, and it's hurtin’ my head, how did ya catch it? - i caught it from love
she gave it to him, he gave it to her, it fills up a room, and it travels the earth, no one’s protected, we got it from love
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how did you catch it? - not on a train. how did you catch it? - not in the rain. how did you catch it? - nobody knows but i caught it from love
the doctor said “sit and wait here a while, i’ll get the nurse, she’s got a great smile” how did she catch it? - she caught it from love
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how did you catch it? - not on a train. how did you catch it? - not in the rain. how did you catch it? - nobody knows but i caught it from love
whittled down to nothing
whittled down to nothing - you used to look so good
whittled down to nothing - you stayed much longer than you should
whittled down to nothing - you used to smile
whittled down to nothing - it cost you everything that you had
whittled down to nothing - feeling like someone else’s fad
whittled down to nothing - you became a launching pad
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time can change you, people arrange, and words can knock you down - from kabul down to kandahar to the band-e amir national park
whittled down to nothing - well nothing really aint that bad
whittled down to nothing - makes you think of things that you had
whittled down to nothing - maybe keep a pen and a pad
whittled down to nothing - from birch to balsa wood
whittled down to nothing - we all get what we should
whittled down to nothing - don’t fret ‘cause it’s all good
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now you’re stuck with a beast in the backseat, and it's renting your mind, it’s renting your mind…
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the fable
every bride that looks the same - its a sign - for every door that opens more its a shrine. i’m just a kid with bb gun - shooting morning doves just for fun - every bride that looks the same - its a sign
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you wrote the fable, it says it on the label too - so don’t you cry, don’t you cry. you built the stable, your horse was white but mine was blue
every time i look away it’s a crime - and when i look back i’m now doing time - i’m just a kid with a bb gun - shooting morning doves just for fun - every time i look away it’s a crime
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the usual way
the way you wink at my son - the way you always walk fast in a store -hmm, the usual way
the way you stick your hair pin - the way you ask me “should i put color in?” -hmm, the usual way
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the usual way, the usual way, the usual way, the usual way
the way you say “you lighten me” - the way you say “i don’t know where i’d be” -hmm, the usual way
the way you tag me in a post - the way you say “honey, check this out” -hmm, the usual way
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and all those times you were stuck in a quandary - and all the times you’ve done the laundry
the way you serve the dying - and then you say “everything’s alright” -hmm, the usual way
and when you close your eyes joanne - and even when you pull the blankets near, -hmm, the usual way
miss hazelwood
we were so young then, timeless and free, running through cobwebs, just you and me
the sizzle and buzz of the summers were ours, open to everything, under the stars
out of your backyard and into the woods, that's when we saw her miss hazelwood
standing on one leg with a tilted beret, holding a teacup as heavy as the day
she never spoke but her words slipped away, tasting her stories, a haunted buffet
out of your backyard and into the woods, thats when we saw her, miss hazelwood
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she knows who you are, & who you want to be, spiders build their webs for you and me - when the mushroom blooms, pretty as pretty can be, all you end up seeing are the trees
she showed us visions, scared and dazzled us, taking it in meant something must leave us
we left the woods and returned to our yards, beat up, broken, embarrassed, and scarred
if ever a day we would change if we could, i’d change the day we met miss hazelwood
princess divorces the toad
i’ve got the wind, you’ve got the rain, i got the weeds, you got the pain, you’ve got the right, i’ve got the wrong, when you’re alive you got the song
you’ve got the sail, i’ve got the sunset, you’ve got the rap, i’ve got the drumset, you’ve got the taste, and i’ve got the tongue, you’ve got the face, but i’ve got the lung
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when the princess divorces the toad - time to cue the depeche mode
i’ve got the wind, you’ve got the rain, i got the weeds, you got the pain, you’ve got the right, i’ve got the wrong, when you’re alive you got the song
you’ve got the sail, i’ve got the sunset, you’ve got the rap, i’ve got the drumset, you’ve got the taste, and i’ve got the tongue, you’ve got the face, but i’ve got the lung
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in the hallway of my heart
there’s an opening in my heart - for how long i do not know - if it changes i’ll let you know - but for now…
it’s been left out in the rain - and it’s been shot up many times before - he who learns must suffer pain
and my point is not to let you down - nor to make you feel defeated - i understand there are many in this town
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you will always be - in the hallway of my heart - standing there you’ll see a strong man who wants to be free
there’s an opening in my heart - for how long i do not know - if it changes i’ll let you know - but for now…
it’s been left out in the rain - and it’s been shot up many times before - he who learns must suffer pain
and my point is not to let you down - nor to make you feel defeated - i understand there are many in this town
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you will always be - in the hallway of my heart - standing there you’ll see a strong man who wants to be free
you will always be, in the hallway of my heart, standing there you’ll see, a blind man who doesn’t want to see
broken
i flipped off a man for passing me on the right. nothing would please me more to see a brake light. i’m giving dementia a hug every night and saying goodby in pieces just ain’t right
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don’t mess with me……i’m broken. you don’t know what i’ve been through. don’t question me…. or my actions. you don’t know what i’ve been through
she’s pissing off people in the checkout line, (and she said) “it can’t be my card - machine’s broken every time”, she opens the trunk and puts the groceries in, and turns and waits but there is no jim.
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don’t mess with me……i’m broken. you don’t know what i’ve been through. don’t question me…. or my actions. you don’t know what i’ve been through