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I Know You Know
03:55
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Been a while since you've been back.
Not since Emmy's heart attack.
I remember you in church.
Shit kickers and a Smiths T-shirt.
How's your brother? How's your Mom?
Not much changed since you've been gone.
Accept Beeches Candy Store.
They don't sell candy anymore.
And I've been sober 'bout a year.
Hardest thing just living here.
But look at me telling you
That there's nothing here to do.
Cuz I know you know
How these little things can fall apart.
And I know, you know.
Tell me something I don't know
Now your playing on the road.
Gotta say I thought it would be
Your lead with my harmony.
But I don't really miss the stage
Just the feeling when we played.
Nothing risked is nothing gained.
Looking older but feel the same.
Cuz I know you know
How these little things can fall apart.
And I know, you know.
Come with me
My beating heart is all I hear.
Come with me
My beating hear is all I fear.
So tell me are you happy now?
That would make me feel somehow
able to deal with the pain
Of having to see you again.
Please, please don't take me hand.
Don't want to feel that way again.
I'll remember those words you said.
But let me choose what to forget.
Cuz I know you know
How these little things can fall apart.
And I know, you know.
And I know, you know
How these little things can fall apart.
And I know, you know.
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Your Only One
02:14
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You kept the water out the boat.
You kept the cold out of my coat.
You kept the whole damn thing afloat
When I lost control.
And all this ringing in my ear.
The silent sound of all my fear.
Though I was blind I felt you near
Holding back the wave.
So let me be your only one.
The face I see when day is done
Lying next to me, eternally
On and on and on and on...
What would you like?
Your wish is mine.
Your wish is mine.
So let me be your only one.
The face I see when day is done
Lying next to me, eternally
On and on and on and on...
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Heavy Light
04:23
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I try not to tell you anything but the truth
Except maybe right now, as I'm talking to you.
Sometimes I wonder and sometimes I dare
And sometimes I dream of what's not even there.
I'm losing the hours as I'm losing touch
As I think of the child we wanted so much.
But all I can remember on that April day
Are walls turning blue behind a face
With the wrong expression, right shoes.
Is this where I live now? I don't know anymore.
But I thought I saw her when you walked through the door.
Turning slow from the window your face carved like wood
Your eyes like a furnace burned me where I stood
With the wrong expression, right shoes.
Is there a light in the morning
For the ones who are gone?
A heavy light in the morning
For the ones who carry on.
"Is it getting warmer?", I force with a grin.
"Been down to the lake? Is the ice getting thin?"
"Don't know 'bout the weather," is all that you say.
And we hold each other. And we drift away.
With the wrong expression, right shoes.
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Red Sky
03:17
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We grew up wondering with souls to save.
One hand in the heavens, one foot in the grave.
And I haven't asked you for many things,
But where is that someday you've been promising.
And I never worried about you.
And I never worried about you.
So much for answer. So much for the deed.
So much for desire. So much for the need.
Cuz we all have something buried inside.
The hope of the sailor. The pull of the tide.
And I never worried about you.
And I never worried about you.
I watched you shimmer and I watched you shine.
I called you lover, at least for a time.
I feel that somehow I'm missing the sea.
Deep down I know that it ain't missing me.
The light from my window is beginning to break.
The sky and it's warning I never did take.
I try to to blame you. It's nothing you did.
But it's hard to stop drowning, refusing to swim.
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Devils Creek
06:40
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Across the hills near Devil’s Creek
There’s a secret that I keep.
Allegheny dark and deep.
My Mary-Anne
Is lying cold and fast asleep.
I always knew she was the one.
Her face could warm the darkest sun.
They said we married much too young.
But where’s the sense
when you’re only twenty-one.
We found a place to settle down.
A single ranch a rust belt town.
It wasn’t much but we were proud
Of what we’d done.
We’d prove ‘em wrong
We’d show ‘em how.
I’ll start nights and pick up days.
Poundin’ steel with the 108.
And you’ll be free to finish school
Then have a baby, maybe two?
Oh what have I done?
But the union went on strike.
Forty days no end in sight.
So I would drink and stay out nights.
My father’s son
I was doomed to lose both fights.
When winter came they shut it down.
The cold moved in and froze this town.
And I was no where to be found.
Poor Mary-Anne
Could only watch the light burn out.
Oh what have I done?
I never felt the coward type.
But I surely was that night.
Drunk as hell I stumbled in
Found Mary-Anne
In my home with another man.
Pulled the shotgun off the wall.
Pulled the trigger watched him fall.
Swung the butt end of the gun.
She hit the floor
Before I knew what I had done.
Oh what I have I done?
Across the hills near Devil’s Creek
There’s a secret that I keep.
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There's blood in the water.
There's blood on my clothes.
How did I get here?
The Lord only knows.
This wasn't the first time.
It won't be the last.
Time's on my shoulder
And boy it's moving fast.
I could beg for forgiveness.
I could get down on my knees.
I could play the penitent man,
A slave to my disease.
There's no time for the present.
There's no time for the past.
There's only tomorrow
And that ain't gonna last.
Saying you don't know me.
Saying you don't know me.
I don't want to stay here.
I don't want to run.
I'm stuck at the party
And having no fun.
The shadows they'll find me
As the often do.
But let me be honest
I've been looking for them to.
Saying you don't know me.
Saying you don't know me.
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7. |
Hand On The Bible
03:21
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This one's for the alleyways. This ones for the tears.
This ones for the tap swipe critics wasting their best years.
When there's too many profits without any pens,
You got too many saviors and not enough sins.
If you total up the harmony you got what you get.
Some talking heads and some empty bed in a town you’d soon forget.
When I woke from my stupor and I yanked on the shade
I saw his hand on the bible. He was already made
So please, please leave me alone.
I couldn’t wait for a pearly gate
So I made one of stone.
So It’s back to the middle every chance I get.
Back to the home town 'hood then back to the set.
To pretend I am someone, someone you feels
Knowing I’m no-one but someone who steals.
Cuz there are kids in those alleys and there are drunks in the hall.
There are hands so dirty they don’t look like hands at all.
But I can’t pretend to care when all I do is crawl.
If you don’t disturb the dust, you got no chance to fall.
So please, please leave me alone.
I couldn’t wait for a pearly gate
So I made one of stone.
And there is my Jesus. He’s up to no good.
Doin’ tricks with a crucifix made of ashes a soot.
And he’s there in the temple. He's paid for his seat.
Settin’ all the tables and washing no feet.
When I got to the hotel I gathered for the feast.
A bunch of hollers in some stiff white collars tapping their feet.
Cuz the fortune was hungry for 500 slaves.
And fortunately for us none had a face or a name.
So please, please leave me alone.
I couldn’t wait for a pearly gate
So I built one to own.
So please, please, please look away.
I’m making plans for the common man
But just not today.
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8. |
Because Of You
03:39
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I burned down my cemetery home
And drove straight cross the country.
Cuz I felt an aching in my bones
That you said wouldn’t help me.
A stones throw from a gas station dinner
This June breeze seems to cool me.
A phone call from a bridge off the turnpike
your soft R’s always soothed me.
That was your mother. That was your father.
Runaway home.
A new consolation born from creation of stars so bold.
And I will always love you.
I’ve been doing alright and will be tonight again
Because of you.
Carry your weight. Never compromise.
You gotta move fast to be free.
Carry your weight. Measure out your life
In what I’ve given you,
In what you’ve given me
I am your mother. I am your father.
Runaway home.
Your a new consolation born from creation of stars so bold.
And I will always love you.
I’ve been doing alright and will be tonight again
Because of you.
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9. |
One By One
03:57
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Hidden in the core.
Once on fire but no more.
So I called you here.
To leap int this landscape of adolescent fear.
Heady young fortune seeks futures peak.
Climbing up heartstrings with dangling feet.
Knowing all the right answers, but refuse to speak
So goes one by one
Until he’s gone.
A child in his bed.
A Revolution. A promise
And here we go again.
Talking threes, these enemies are calling me again.
But who am I to answer? I’ve hand my chance.
Trading invitation for circumstance.
Trying hard not to remember stealing one more glance.
So go one by one
And one by one
And go one by one
Until I’m gone.
Tired of making sense.
This elevation holds promise.
But I’m weak in the knees.
These heavy angels are getting hard to please
I don’t want to lose you but I can see
Your chainmail sail floating out to sea.
Chasing a horizon that you’ll never meet.
So go one by one
And go one by one
And go one by one
Until your gone.
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Songwriter Steve O'Connell and producer, multi- instrumentalist Joshua Wentz weave folk pop dreamscapes as Silvergirl.
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