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Hey You Mourning Dove
03:40
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Hey you birds of the morning
Stop your mocking me
I resent your eagerness to greet the day
I just gotta get a little bit of sleep
But oh you money worries
Oh you lover worries
Oh you day job worries
Won’t let me be
Hey you mourning dove
I appreciate your sympathy
I too dream of a sweet sweet love
She would lie right here by me
But now it's oh you money worries
Oh you lover worries
All of you day job worries
Please just let me sleep
I don’t need you knocking all around my room
Scratching at my windowpane
Whispering intimations of doom
To come my way
But now it's oh you money worries
Oh you lover worries
All of you day job worries
Please just let me sleep
I don’t need you knocking all around my room
Scratching at my windowpane
Whispering intimations of doom
To come my way
I don’t need you knocking all around my room
Scratching at my windowpane
Whispering intimations of doom
To come my way
Hey you mourning dove
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2. |
Tiny Wings
04:20
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Mangy old coyote flashed me a grin
Then he took off through the trees, I followed him in
I’ve been lost ever since, I’ve made these woods my home
I’ve been wandering around through brambles and glens
I’ll make it out someday but I can’t say when
I’ll leave a trail of songs so you can know which way I’m gone
I’ve been a magpie collecting shiny things
And then I fly away on tiny wings
I’ve been a mockingbird
I’ve been listening for a song to sing
Storms start to cracking all across these hills
And the beasts start to scream, then everything is still
I’ve just learned to take cover while the winds howl past my cave
Then I pick me back up by the dawn’s early light
I walk and I walk, I never know what I’ll find
Then I lay me back down till the winds bring another day
I’ve been a magpie collecting shiny things
And then I fly away on tiny wings
I’ve been a mockingbird
I’ve been listening for a song to sing
I found a pile of bones that you left by the fire
It was a circle of stones, it was a funeral pyre
You left a trail of poems so we can know which way you’re gone
One time I crept up to the edge of town
I heard sirens wailing, I turned back around
I’ve been lost ever since, I’ve made these woods my home
I’ve been a magpie collecting shiny things
And then I fly away on tiny wings
I’ve been a mockingbird
I’ve been listening for a song to sing
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3. |
Flyover
04:10
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Go on and fly over, fly over
And when you touch down
I hope you’ve found your home
Go on and fly over, fly over
We’ll be in this town
On hallowed ground, our home
From thirty thousand feet above
It’s hard for you to feel the love
That lifts us up and binds us to this ground
From your business class window seat
It’s hard for you to feel the beat
That gets us up and lets us dance around
Go on and fly over, fly over
And when you touch down
I hope you’ve found your home
Go on and fly over, fly over
We’ll be in this town
On hallowed ground, our home
From your McDonnell-Douglas airplane
It’s hard to hear the sweet refrain
Of the songs we sing on these long and winding roads
While you read your complimentary in-flight screen
It’s hard for you to imagine a scene
Down here where life is not measured out in gold
You wouldn’t live here if they paid you to
You wouldn’t live here, no sirree
You wouldn’t do the things that these people do
You wouldn’t live here if they paid you to
So go on and fly over, fly over
And when you touch down
I hope you’ve found your home
Go on and fly over, fly over
We’ll be in this town
On this hallowed ground, our home
Go on and fly over, fly over
And when you touch down
I hope you’ve found your home
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4. |
Too Many Reasons
02:58
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I got loose ends, I’m ragged and tattered
Loose ends, I’m beaten and battered
I got loose ends all flappin’ in the wind
I got loose ends, my plans are shattered
Loose ends, my hopes are all scattered
I got loose ends, I’m flappin’ in the wind
I’m all broke down like a dusty old road
Broke down, I can’t carry this load
And them sad old bloodhounds is nippin’ at my heels
I’m all broke down like a rusty old truck
Broke down, could you lend me a buck?
‘Cause I ain’t got nothin’ and I’m too tired to ste al
I got too much week, not enough end
Too much old, not enough friend
Too much down, not enough time
Too many reasons and not enough rhyme
Too many reasons and not enough rhyme
I’m all tore up like a stack of bills
Tore up, I think I’ve had my had fill
But when I speak my mind it comes out like a joke
I’m all tore up and knocked around
Tore up on the cold cold ground
And that burnin’ fire ain’t nothing but a bunch of smoke
Me and my girl, we shook our stuff
Me and my girl, we couldn’t get enough
Man, it’s been a long time since I danced like that
Me and my girl went up to the show
Me and my girl, we got laid down low
Man, it’s been a long time since I danced like that
I got too much week, not enough end
Too much old, not enough friend
Too much down, not enough time
Too many reasons and not enough rhyme
Too many reasons and not enough rhyme
Too many reasons and not enough rhyme
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5. |
What I Lost
04:47
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I have become as light as a feather
I am afraid I might blow away
I have become as dark as the weather
I wish that you would just go away
I thought I had a free ride on a cruise of pleasure
I didn't pay, I was a stowaway
I thought I held in my hand a golden treasure,
but that was just something I should throw away, throw away
What I lost, I am not looking for
What I lost, I am not looking for
This is a lesson that I keep learning
It is something I should know by now
There are some bridges that just need burning
I just need someone to show me how
And even when the storms are churning
That isn't something I should fret about
Because no matter what, this world keeps turning
I'm packing up and I'm headed out, headed out
What I lost, I am not looking for
What I lost, I am not looking for
I'm not looking for any answers
I'm just trying to find the questions
Once again, I've gotten totally lost
But I'm not stopping for directions
I don't know which way to go
But I am open to suggestions
What I lost, I am not looking for
What I lost, I am not looking for
I'm not looking for any answers
I'm just trying to find the questions
Once again, I've gotten totally lost
But I'm not stopping for directions
I don't know which way to go
But I am open to suggestions
What I lost, I am not looking for
What I lost, I am not looking for
What I lost, I am not looking for
What I lost, I am not looking for
This is a lesson that I keep learning
It is something I should know by now
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7. |
If You Bury Me (2006)
04:53
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8. |
The Crossing
04:25
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9. |
Language
04:16
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This is my body, this is my blood
This is everything that I have ever thought of
This is my ashes, this is my spark
I’ll lay it all before you
Like a shadow in the dark, like a shadow in the dark
This is my rags, this is my bones
This is everyone whom I have ever known
This is my pounding head, it is my tell-tale heart
I’ll leave it here to whisper to you
Like a shadow in the dark, like a shadow in the dark
It’s a true story, it’s just pretend
It’s undisputed facts and circumstantial evidence
A crumb along the trail, a pile of stones
A cautionary tale, an accidental manifesto
It’s a painstaking confession
It’s a random, fleeting thought
This is my offering, this is all I got, this is all I got
This is my wonder, this is my dread
This is everything that anyone has ever said
This is my undoing, it is my start
I’ll leave it here for you to stumble over
Like a shadow in the dark, like a shadow in the dark
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11. |
The Things We Never Say
04:23
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12. |
One Simple Song
03:16
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I get up every morning, I hit these city streets
I move through my daily groove, then I take me home to sleep
I stumble and trip, I lose my grip, I try to figure out where I stand
I'm just one more man on the burning sands looking for some promised land
I been up to the mountaintop and I watched your cities burn
I been down to the valley below and I choked while your wheels churned
I been down to the riverside as I wandered through the night
I looked into the heart of man and I know what the fire is like
I know that faith really is a leap
And time really really does creep along
And all I got is one simple song
I'm singing Hey it's gonna be all right
This ain't based on empirical data, ain't based on a set of facts
It ain't no knowledge you can learn in college and they ain't no one you can ask
You could say I got a funny feeling, you could call it a whimsical hunch
But though it flies in the face of conventional wisdom, I just don't worry too much
So baby won't you go to sleep
And sleep through the whole night long
Though I know everything is going wrong
I'm singing Hey you're gonna be all right
Faith really is a leap
And time really really does creep along
And all I got is one simple song
I'm singing Hey it's gonna be all right
I keep on singing Hey we're gonna be all right
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13. |
Fall Back
04:58
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14. |
Absolutely Elsewhere
03:30
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Come up on the roof and listen to the stars
Listen to the freeway singing and the rattle of the railroad cars
Listen to the moon whisper tunes that whistle through the night
Oh my darling, feels like we're slipping out of sight
Follow me, show me the way to go
Lead me anywhere
We might end up, I don't know
And I don't really care
Let's disappear into thin air
I'll meet you there
Absolutely elsewhere
Disconnect that phone, turn off that computer
Forget about all the little things you have to do and close those window curtains
Climb back into bed and whisper to me while I kiss your face
Oh my darling, feels like we're slipping into space
Follow me, show me the way to go
Lead me anywhere
We might end up, I don't know
And I don't really care
Let's disappear into thin air
I'll meet you there
Absolutely elsewhere
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15. |
Number 9
04:29
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16. |
Blood Moon
03:46
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Everything gets a little weird in the middle of the night
Everything gets a little weird in the middle of the night
Worries, regrets, and fears
Burning houses and vanished years
Everything gets a little weird in the middle of the night
It's the blood moon
Everything she said is crawling through your bones
Everything she said is howling in your bones
You're so tiny lying in your little bed
The night's so big and you're so scared
And everything she said is screaming in your bones
It's the blood moon
There's ice on the windowpane and fire at your door
There's ice on your windowpane and fire at your door
Black sky full of coming rain
Sad whistle on a far-off train
There's ice on your windowpane and fire at your door
It's the blood moon
It's a blood blood moon
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17. |
Broken Heartland
02:48
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18. |
Sugar Bottom Road
04:59
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I set out to get lost on this beautiful morning
I set out to see if I could find my way
I don’t think that I could really get too far
I might already be there anyway
But these wheels go round and round
They’ve got a mind all of their own
And I’m driving
Out on Sugar Bottom Road
Out on Sugar Bottom Road
I’ve got a symphony blasting on my stereo
Mahler’s Third is calling forth the spring
The cellos thrum and the violins are rising
Cymbals crash, and all the choirs sing
And then everything is still
And a distant trumpet blows
And I’m driving
Out on Sugar Bottom Road
Out on Sugar Bottom Road
There was a party out at the old threshing house
Some couldn’t make it but some made it through to the light
Now everyone is back in town for the wedding
This flame is gonna burn one last time tonight
This fire, she just burns
And this river, she just flows
And I’m driving
Out on Sugar Bottom Road
Out on Sugar Bottom Road
The banished one is dancing on the sunrise
I catch glimpses through the naked trees
She has come to bring us a new season
We just have to shake off one last freeze
And this wheel goes round and round
It’s got a mind all of its own
And this river she just flows
And I believe I’m heading home
And I’m driving
Out on Sugar Bottom Road
Out on Sugar Bottom Road
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19. |
Hounds of Mediocrity
03:48
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Nic Arp Iowa City, Iowa
Nic Arp writes songs, and then he sings them. Other people write songs, and he sings those, too. He lives in Iowa City, where he plays with kind and talented musicians.
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