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David Byrne
01:57
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David Byrne, David Byrne
What is it we're supposed to learn
You're not in love, you're not in love
Have we spoiled that sense with a choking glove?
Or grown a deerhoof
Keeping us feral and aloof
Quarantined what never was diseased
Or kept from flying what should have tenderly leapt
David Byrne, David Byrne
What is it we're supposed to learn
About the buildings, about the food
The lives we're living, or losing, or sleeping through
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2. |
Stranger Land
03:37
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On the wooden jungle
With the tire swing
Pop of the motorcycle
Scaring us into trees
On the wooden jungle
With the tire swing
Poor tough kids quarrel
Over the finer things
We sat there, with every one of our spoils
Accounted for
Rolled up in our instincts
Holding us up by the collar
By the dumpster - punch -
All the smell of trash & blood in our nose
And who knows, all the lost appliances
That yesterday gave to you and took away
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3. |
Veteran's Day Edition
04:48
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Inscription on old lace
The tattered flag waves
Ablaze with the glow of a blood orange sky
He sits down in the shade
Nine cans to his name
The last day of sunshine that we may ever share
So I finish up a sixer
Bag him all my empties
And I bag up alll the sense I have to give
"Hey, have a good one!" I yell
As the TriMet bus goes a-rattlin' by
Buy a copy of Street Roots
Oh, won't you please
It's only a dollar
And he's the newspaper boy
She's the newspaper boy too
They're the newspaper boys
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4. |
Key
02:30
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I want to be with you daily
I want to start us a family
We'll get ourselves some land
Finally have what they wanted
You call me your peach
But I feel I must teach you
That when I'm with us, all alone
I feel my heart is that stone
We run to escape from the feelings we make
Fear of the tree, the orchard and snake
But our gate's been unlocked
And we've only to see
That there was a Key
I want to start on a journey
I want to ride through the country
We'll find a small town
Where we'll never be found
Lay our bodies down on a garden bed
Wouldn't say if it was a beginning or end
But in the doorway aflame
We've only to feel that our love is real
And our fears are tamed
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5. |
Wrestling
04:30
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I've been with demons that you left behind
Wrestling them to understand what was yours
And what is now mine
I've danced with women to reach for a sublime moment
Of no command and no more,
No more outlines
But I spoke
When I didn't need to speak
Didn't have to teach you any courtesies
So I've been on the hunt, celebrating
Papers thrown out of a window
The cabin's all burnt down, I'm hearing
Those whispers inside of an echo
Brand of fire, break of glass
I shall forget you soon and let this pass
When schizophrenia grunts
I go naming my self "Doubt"
And in this tiny town your shadowy smoke
Always sticks out
So I spoke, spoke
When I didn't need to speak
Didn't have to teach any courtesies
But I spoke...
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6. |
Skywatchin'
03:25
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A crescent moon caught in the horns of the Hyades
That's when you'll see, that's when we'll see
The bull
A bellyful gibbous beneath the heart of a lioness
But here in your body, is that Regulus
A beatin'?
Skywatchin' with you
Thermos stayed warm through the passing storm
Now it's clear
The smell in the air and the fire in your eyes
As we look to the sky - a watchin'
It's a five hour drive 'til we're outside of Burns
There's lava beds empty, craters collecting
The stardust and birds off to Malheur
But we'll stay right here
I do think we'll nest ourselves here
Jupiter dances across the midnight ballroom of the equinox
Meets a wallflower, leaves the moon wanting
But like you it's Venus he loves
Skywatchin' with you
'Til the clouds come back 'round
Or the dawn calls down static blue
I'll be skywatchin'
I'll be skywatchin' with you
Skywatchin' with you
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7. |
A Curio (Demo)
02:15
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Let's raise some hell
Ore and all
Melt it down
For terrible bells
Ring them out
As we conduct
The gathering up
Of all we can carry
Curious, collecting what
We kept locked up in our cabinets
Made 'em look so abandoned
Fooled ourselves that we hadn't
A curio
We'll hear a voice
From Staten Island swamps
A trumpet trills
Like boiled laughter
On the ear drums
It's breaking apart
The ferry can't hold
What we took up
Curious, collecting what
We kept locked up in our cabinets
Made 'em look so abandoned
Fooled ourselves that we hadn't
A curio
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Gary Dale New York
The guest conductor forgets the sixth, the indigo
And the dust bowl drought eats our campfire's glow
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