1. |
This Must Be The Place
01:38
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(instrumental)
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2. |
Honey, Take Me Home
03:40
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I'm sorry I changed your mind
My arms open wide
Your eyes are brimming
The day that we took the road
Where the clover grows
You cursed and hit me
I'm sorry we rented that place
Where the carpet stank
The floors were slanted
But baby we kissed all night
And heard bats take flight
up in the attic
But it's enough to see
We got the history
Oh, blood and bone
But it's enough to know
We got the marks to show
Honey, take me home
I'm sorry I took you there
With smoke in the air
The mood was violent
And baby you went outside
To look at the sky
I saw you crying
I'm sorry we took that walk
And we did not stop
until the bridge park
but baby then we held hands
We skipped and ran
To the car
But it's enough to see
We got the history
Oh, blood and bone
But it's enough to know
We got the marks to show
Honey, take me home
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3. |
Raging Waters
04:55
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Once upon a golden touch
We fell on top a broken crutch
And bled out on the floor
Though we don't bleed much anymore
Once upon a night like this
We sought ourselves in perfect bliss
A brotherhood unbroken, a diamond in the dust
Now our gold has turned to rust
And when he has risen
We will fall to our knees
In the promise that our solace
Will be forgiven
But forget not the raging waters
That anchor us once more
To the sins of our fathers
Once upon a house, forlorn
We couldn't find a place to mourn
Fore rage was always at our shoulders
To fuel the flames, embers asmoulder
And once upon a bloodline, busted
We lost the thing we always trusted
A future forgot, a past misgiven
Love long lost, left unforgiven
And when he has risen
We will fall to our knees
In the promise that our solace
Will be forgiven
But forget not the raging waters
That anchor us once more
To the sins of our fathers
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Her eyes and words are so icy
Oh but she burns
Like rum on a fire
Hot and fast and angry
As she can be
I walk my days on a wire
It looks ugly, but it's clean
Oh mamma, don't fuss over me
The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
Calls of guilty thrown at me
All while she stains
The sheets of some other
Thrown at me so powerfully
Just like she throws with the arm of her brother
But I want it, it's a crime
That she's not around most of the time
Way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
Her fight and fury is fiery
Oh but she loves
Like sleep to the freezing
Sweet and right and merciful
I'm all but washed
In the tide of her breathing
And it's worth it, it's divine
I have this some of the time
Way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
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5. |
You Thought You Knew
05:40
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Her living room looks like a lake
And she will never learn
These are choices that she made
She would rather be stubborn
The third time in four years
The rains came on so fast
She's got her habit, she's got her tears
Now, the mold grows faster than the grass
Pick it up and leave
Life held together with strings and grease
Pick it up and go
You thought you did
But you do not know
He asked me for a ride
Said he was meeting a friend
I opened the door on his side
With shaking hands, he climbed in
He asked me if he could smoke
Acting all cool and natural
I thought the glass pipe was a joke
And stopped the car when I heard the crystals in the bowl
Pick it up and leave
Life held together with strings and grease
Pick it up and go
You thought you did
But you do not know
You shift more than the sand we walk in
And Jesus reached even me
The same sand where he sketched his doctrine
Teach me grace for the least of these
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