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Got the shakes just from thinking
What the evening holds in store
Shit talked the mirror for its drinking
Slipped and stuttered out the door
Walked the streets we tripped five years ago
Muttered to myself,
“How strange the same place can be
Heaven and still be Hell.”
Took a deep breath and swallowed all my sin
Invited God and the devil
To slug it out within
Now I'm all holy smoke,
Communion wine,
Drowning in truth
But still holding my light
When daybreak comes and I'm still alive
I'll be the saving grace
I've been waiting to find
The neighborhood drips itself to sleep
Porch lights that flip on and off
Repeat
Warding us off
Or calling us home
Now I'm all full of hope
I’m broken, baptized
Took a beating from love
Came out on the other side
When daybreak comes
And I'm aching to die
I'll be the heart attack
That shoots me back into life
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Does anybody else’s skin feel weird?
I try to scratch but cannot reach the itch
Its getting worse
Like southern sunburned shoulders
Bubbled up in such pain
That cannot quite be quenched
A thirst that drags you down
In the final round
A chewed up
Spit out
Last dance
Despite the chances and choices
To avoid those unexpected turns
That can toss us into
The darkest fucking nights
But that’s alright
Take it in stride
Don’t throw water on your fire
Burn your mistakes to light the way
Never say you should have stayed
Floating in some haze
When you can set ablaze the skies
Does anybody else’s sin feel right?
Like rules were made to be broken
Just like jazz
Picking up punk points by the dozen
Write them down
Shout it out
Keep your wits about you now
When you get those hungry eyes
Realize what’s lost can still be found
Pin that broken parking lot flower
To your torn up denim jacket
A chance for something dead
To be beautiful again
That’s alright
Despite the fright
That the fleeting future just might
Steal the bite of the unknown
The fight of the unforgiven
The last words from my tied-up tongue
That hold my final message
Does anybody else’s skin feel weird?
I try to scratch but cannot reach the itch
It’s getting worse
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Ghost to Ghost
04:08
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Chain-smoked my way across the country
Shot the Silver Bullet through I-80
Every exit takes me further from where I want to be
Traded my full house for a wash of fate
A season spent in sawdust
The taste of salt rich on the roads
The only light this far out has something dirty to its glow
Now
I know
I can’t go back to the porches of my past
Ask ghosts to bum a smoke
Talk about what lasts
And fades away
Into another Midwest morning
Plenty of time to trace my mourning
To the source
Always yearning for more
To hold me up in the middle of the street
Taking all my cash and keys
To all the sweetness
Even those weeks that led us to leave
This love we shared
I needed to let you go
Now I know
I can’t go back to the porches of my past
Ask ghosts to bum a smoke
Talk about what lasts
And fades away
I drove for miles
I searched for God
In a motel parking lot
What I finally caught
Was the truth that all things end
Either break or still get bent
Never quite the shape we used to be
But some weren’t made to fit
Into movie-scripted endings
Like the rest
I’ll never find again
Head rising
Falling
Rising
Falling
Rising with your breath
We got so far
But the truth
Still gunned us down
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Train Dodger
05:00
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I’m finding the bravery in coming home again
Alone after the storm
With nothing more to give
Than waking up
For so long that was too much
To touch a brand new day
In a way that doesn’t make me
Shiver
Quiver
Send shakes right down my spine
Sweep me out with the tide
I choose to rise
Even when I don’t know why
I’m shirking the fantasy of the sweet forever sleep
It will come eventually
Lay down right here next to me
Chisel out my stoney name
When there’s no more work to do
I want to try to see it through
I just want to
Want to keep on
Living
Forgiving
For tripping over time
Forgetting I’ve really been
Trying
Fighting my own self to survive
Even when I don’t know why
I choose to rise
It’s a battle to go with the flow
It’s a struggle to stay
What if there’s no tomorrow?
There wasn’t one today
I’m on this track
So for better or worse
I’m gonna dodge this train
If it doesn’t stop or swerve off first
I’ll learn to live with the pain
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You hovered 2 feet above me
On the hood of our car
Singing, “It must have been love
but it’s over now.”
While the rain tap-danced wildly
Tied up our tongues
Twisted our stomachs
Taunted all our thoughts
Taught us it’s okay to leave
So I left
Even though I knew what it was
What it still is for me
How the life that we lived
Sometimes sits in when I sleep
I’m not resting easy
Fumbling through my waking life
Tumbling toward a crossroad
Never knowing which left is right
Standing still is dangerous
Life doesn’t wait for you to choose
The rabbits do run
The years do catch up
Time does slip
Into bitter-sweet oblivion
I don’t know where I’m going
I don’t know what I’ll do
With the space that keeps expanding
Between me and you
And the darkness
That hangs heavy on the past
Singing, “Love will tear you apart
You will never get it back!”
But that’s all just bull shit
Maybe I will or maybe I won’t
At least I swam in it for all those years
Even if I end up alone
The rabbits do run
The years do catch up
Time does slip
Into bitter-sweet oblivion
I don’t know where I’m going
I know where I’ve been
I’ve driven past the edge before
I won’t do that again, no
Farewell, my faithful friend
Until we meet again
I will hold you in my heart
Hold you in my heart
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the World Forgot Huntsville, Alabama
The World Forgot is the heart attack shooting me back into life.
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