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East to Kingston
04:30
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we were all packed up
all of our best stuff
we had enough
there's no room
in a city like this
for people like us
so we got in our car
modest but it meets our needs
headed to the 401
and east to Kingston
we searched around
anywhere but town
for somewhere to settle down
privacy and land
I could start up a band
wouldn't life be just grand
we woke up
traffic finally broke up
on the 401
and east to Kingston
follow the car in front
for us that's good enough
tore out the review mirror
only one way left
east to Kingston
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2. |
Bees on the Bamboo
04:26
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I was hypnotised once
I don't talk about it much
I was standing in my garden
thinking of you
and in the background a buzzing
sweet and true
when I snapped out of it
I saw the bees on the bamboo
we've all dodged those bullets
scars from when we got hit
but I don't feel a single thing
when I see the bees on the bamboo
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I'm sad
cause you only live in my dreams
at least that's what they told me
at least that's what it seems
show me how to love you
show me what's right
I will spend the evening
learning by candlelight
baby please don't make a fool out of me
I'm already there
hey lady
won't you walk with me
there's so much to show you
so much I want you to see
show me how to love you
show me what's right
I will spend the evening
learning by candlelight
baby please don't make a fool out of me
I'm already there
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4. |
Ink on Canvas
05:29
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Odessa, you're wearing me thin
I don't know where I end
where you begin
these are supposed to be the best years of my life
Odessa please write it down
if I get it right
how can we keep making everyone laugh?
Odessa you're barely holding back
the tears, the tears
I'm here all alone
my perfect self
in ink on canvas
I've been 17 for 22 years
fighting and writhing and hiding by writing my fears
I should have gotten a tattoo just for fun
a scar on the outside to match my inside one
how can we keep making everyone laugh?
Odessa you're barely holding back
the tears, the tears
I'm here all alone
my perfect self
in ink on canvas
we came out, both fists swinging
but this game was rigged since the beginning
Odessa please, write me an ending
one where we're finally winning
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5. |
Meet Me in Magnetawan
04:32
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your love was fadin'
so I got bated
into askin' you
what was wrong
you really let me have it
listin' my bad habits
each and every one
the list was long
I just stood there and took it
after all, what was
I supposed to do
you weren't wrong
meet me in Magnetawan
and I'll never let you go
meet me in Magnetawan
and we'll both be halfway home
meet me in Magnetawan
when I came in
you were waitressin'
at an old
no name saloon
I had my guitar
put that six string on the bar
cause I only had eyes
for you
I started playin'
hopin' you'd start
singing along
I played a Dolly Parton tune
that was the beginning
of what I hoped was
the rest of my life
with you
meet me in Magnetawan
and I'll never let you go
meet me in Magnetawan
and we'll both be halfway home
meet me in Magnetawan
I learn my lessons the hard way
that's why you couldn't stay
I learn my lessons the hard way
meet me in Magnetawan
and I'll never let you go
meet me in Magnetawan
and we'll both be halfway home
meet me in Magnetawan
I learn my lessons the hard way
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6. |
A Man Named Evil
04:37
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I once knew a man named Angel
he could barely place my face
then I met a man named Evil
he knew everything about me
I made a deal with the devil
it was the least I could do
but I'll be smiling while I burn
cause I got one day with you
but I ran, ran away screaming
from the lies and head full of demons
I'll get by, sleeping on couches
or at least I'll try
I spend most of my life dreaming
of what could be
I've lived off of
cigarettes and coffee
and hopes of you and me
but something always finds me
ready to go at high speeds
so I ran, ran away screaming
from the lies and head full of demons
I'll get by, sleeping on couches
or at least I'll try
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7. |
Through Me
03:17
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inspiration never struck me
like it did with you
we were driving through Kentucky
it had never been so true
I never thought I'd be so lucky
stuck in a car with you
hills and horses roll by
and I forget where we're going
fences for miles, spring's gentle styles
the world is flowing
through me
inspiration never struck me
like it did with you
there's a flower and a honey bee
just something that you drew
I left it all out for you to see
now you're a different shade of blue
where did the time go
and what can I say, that'll make you stay
there's no money for anything
the world stopped flowing
through me
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8. |
Wait for the Rain
03:49
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I saw you in a garden
you were picking flowers
I'd never seen before
seen before
We talked over the Black-eyed Susans
I asked if you picked flowers
professionally
oh how we laughed
it started raining gently
we ducked under the nearest canopy
oh how we laughed
that's why I wait for the rain
we made plans for the weekend
sure enough it rained that day
too
oh how we laughed
I brought you some flowers
the ones that I'd never
seen before
oh how we laughed
that's why I wait for the rain
Can we talk about how
my life turned upside down
that's why I wait for the rain
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9. |
Marley Paces
04:34
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I sit
while Marley paces
remembering words
and made up places
I watch
while Marley paces
we all have a laugh
but it doesn't reach our faces
I dream
while Marley paces
of perfect beats
and distant curtains
Marley paces
I shake
while Marley paces
from too much nicotine
and thinking that I'm aces
I see
that Marley paces
working it out
on the stage that she graces
Marley paces
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10. |
The Great Lament
03:50
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sit on an outside carpet
that means designed to get wet
that means I won't feel bad
when I spill my guts all over it
we don't care that we don't feel bad
drink your magic potion
you said it would take me places
so far I haven't left my basement
too afraid to come up for air
we don't care that we don't feel bad
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11. |
Dogfight
02:39
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dogfight
in winter
snow fort
made of snow
dreamless in December
waking up in your arms
just looking out my front window
I can see the clouds
above you
I don't want to be
alone
I can't be
alone
will you be my
home
just for tonight
snowfall in summer
I am made believer
a dedicated fuck up
waking up alone
just looking out the car window
hoping to find you
I don't want to be
alone
I can't be
alone
will you be my
home
just for tonight
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12. |
In the Before Times
04:07
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I turned on every light
in this mansion you made
from old memories and paper planes
I light candles despite the hazards
of starting fires
near you
I fight the shadows that's where you're hiding
mostly from me
mostly from me
I try to cheer you up
do that stupid dance you love
that always cracked you up
in the before times
you jump off a train
waving like a Loon
it didn't matter how many saw you
we just strolled
the little town we'd chosen
at random
just somewhere that we found
staring at ourselves
in storefront windows
to see if we like what we see
in each other's eyes
this was in the before times
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