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Straitjacket
04:30
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We've walked away
We're gone
There's no coming back
Like the dark at the dawn
Under attack
The seasons change
Summer to Fall
Just an arrow in your range
If you get hit, crawl
But don't forget to deliver it
It's cold today
There's frost
Where the statues stay
We got lost
With a chance to get away
Take us away in a straitjacket
Take us away on the bandwagon
But don't let them take us if they don't know where to go
Give it to us in a straitjacket
Give it to us in a pawn shop
But don't give it to us if you're going to take it away
We'll turn the night into day
Running gets old
It's hard
When you can't stop and take a break
I guess I'll stop when I'm dead
Or the jacket covers my head
It's so put off
When you said
You like the leaves when they're yellow and red
As if we've come across
A place where you've actually seen them
Take us away in a straitjacket
Take us away on the bandwagon
But don't let them take us if they don't know where to go
Give it to us in a straitjacket
Give it to us in a pawn shop
But don't give it to us if you're going to take it away
We'll turn the night into day
Take us away in a straitjacket
Take us away on the bandwagon
But don't take us with you if you don't know where to go
Give it to us in a straitjacket
Give it to us in a pawn shop
But don't give it to us if you're going to take it away
Take us away in a straitjacket
Take us away on the bandwagon
But don't let them take us if they don't know where to go
Give it to us in a straitjacket
Give it to us in a pawn shop
But don't give it to us if you're going to take it away
We'll turn the night into day
We'll turn the night into day
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2. |
Sorry
04:08
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I'm sorry
I'm sorry I broke your heart
But I know that doesn't mean anything
If we live our lives apart
Yeah I know that doesn't mean anything
But hey, it's a start
I'm sorry
Well I'm sorry I was a dick
But I know that doesn't mean anything
If I can't change things real quickly
Yeah it doesn't mean anything
If I'm still just a fucking dick
Sorry's such a pointless word
And people make it sound absurd
When they say it over and over again
Teardrops falling from your sullen eyes
Anger's only rarely justified
I'm sorry
Well I'm sorry I've made mistakes
But I know it doesn't mean anything
If I don't have what it takes
No I know it doesn't mean anything
If we're all just a bunch of fakes
Sorry's such a pointless word
And people make it seem absurd
When they use it over and over again
Teardrops falling from your big brown eyes
Anger's only rarely justified
I'm sorry
I'm sorry I broke your heart
But I know that doesn't mean anything
If our lives are lived apart
It doesn't mean anything
But hey, it's a start
I'm sorry
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3. |
Music Revolution
04:43
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It's good to hear that people are recycling
Even trash that's old
Digging through their garbage to feed it to their children
Always covered in mold
Personally I'd rather buy it fresh
Or cook it at home and get sick less
Oh but hey, it's the wave of the future
Polluted with the waste of the past
We're swimming pretty deep in the water
Let's hope that it doesn't last
Let's hope that it doesn't
That it doesn't last, 'cause
I'm gonna start a music revolution with the touch of a key
Rid the world of audio pollution in the strum of a string
Music revolution
Keep dumbing down the rhythm until the soul is dead
Well maybe if I repeat the same two words
It will get stuck in your head
I'm not saying that there's nothing left
It's just, the ones that we hear are simply not the best
Oh but hey, it's the wave of the future
Polluted with the waste of the past
We're swimming pretty deep in the water
Let's hope that it doesn't last
Let's hope that it doesn't
That it doesn't last, 'cause
I'm gonna start a music revolution with the touch of a key
Rid the world of audio pollution in the music industry
Music revolution
I wanna feel the power and the emotion too
Instead of three repeated notes
That made their bank accounts grow
Well maybe if we put our hands together, things will change
Oh, who am I kidding?
These people are deranged
But I'm gonna start a music revolution with the touch of a key
Rid the world of audio pollution in the strum of a string
Music revolution
The revolution is coming
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4. |
First Class Mail
04:21
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Space and time, well they have to align
For the Great Sinvaine
I lost my job
To a postman in the mob
When they found me
I was almost first class mail
I lost my girl
She was the best cat in the world
Eating chipmunks
Leaving only paws and tail
I lost my keys
It had nothing to do with me
Well I dropped them
On the subway train at night
I lent my knife
To a cousin of my third wife
He just happened
To work for TSA
Space and time, well they have to align
For the Great Sinvaine
I've been told
That you're getting cold
Well here's my coat
Now tie this rope
I've been told
That you're getting cold
Well here's my coat
Now tie this rope
Around your neck
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5. |
Sold
04:50
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The fields are exhausting
But I don't get to choose
The secret we have been holding
You I never wanted to lose
But today you've gone and sold me
With the marks on my back
The chains couldn't be any tighter
On the stage of auction day
I like to think I'm a fighter
When there's something good to save
But the way you've gone and sold me
With the marks fresh on my back
Shows the feelings about me you've been holding
Now I don't know if you could've told me
Why you don't think that this could be
Now my heart's filled with anger and loathing
But today's gonna be back
Well, today's gonna be back
Yeah, it's gonna be back
We had to be be silent
No one could know, white or black
In your chambers behind closed doors
You couldn't be held back
But the way you've gone and sold me
With the marks fresh on my back
Answers the questions about me you've been holding
Holding back
Now I don't know if you could've told me
Why you don't think that this could be
Now my heart's filled with anger and loathing
But today's gonna be back
Well today's gonna be back
Yeah, it's gonna be back
It's gonna be back as if the marks weren't all that bad
It makes me wonder if I'll ever be told I'm free and it's sad
But the way you've gone and sold me
With the marks fresh on my back
Answers the questions about me you've been holding
Holding back
Now I don't know if you could've told me
Why you don't think that this could be
Now my heart's filled with anger and loathing
But today's gonna be back
Well today's gonna be back
And I don't know if you could've told me
Why you don't think that this could be
Now my heart's filled with anger and loathing
But today's gonna be back
Well today's gonna be back
Today's gonna be back
Well today's gonna be back
Yeah, it's gonna be back
Today is gonna be back
Today is gonna...
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1pm by the shadows
I sit and watch the clouds pass by
And though I hope to be where you're going
I know I can't be where you've been
It's always good to get away
We hoist the jib up out on the lake
And soon the moon comes out
The water's still from where we lay
And if it's looking like the rain might come and pour upon your cabin
Just remember this is where you come to see the sun and
Leave your conscience for days
They call it "The Flashlight Blues"
Because no one wants to play
Where I am, I'm never going tomorrow
And though I've said it before
Next year, I'll be home again
"Always good"
That's what they say now, out on the lake now
And if you can't find the castle in the clouds
Then you might as well climb Major
Just make it up and down in an hour
Bounce a lot, Shakers, I'm undampening a coma
Round and round yourself will only lead you home and
Leave your conscience for days
Oh well they call it "The Flashlight Blues"
Because no one wants to play
Where I am, I'm never going tomorrow
And though I've said it before
Next year, I'll be home again
Oh Marianne, why don't you come to my city
Come to my town
Follow my plan
Why don't you come into my town
Why don't you come and run around
Why don't you come in to commandeer my ground
Oh 'cause next year I'll be home again
To leave my conscience for days
Oh well they call it "The Flashlight Blues"
Because no one wants to play
Oh Marianne, why don't you come to my city
Come to my town
Oh Marianne, why don't you come to my city
Come to my town
Oh Marianne, come to my town
Come to my city, come to my city, Marianne
Oh, sweet Marianne, come to my town
Come to my city, come to my city, Marianne
Oh Marianne, come to my town
Oh come to my city, come to my city, Marianne
Oh Marianne, come to my town
Come to my city, come to my city and
Leave your conscience for days
'cause next year I'll be home again
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7. |
Glowing Stars
03:24
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I used to have glowing stars on my closet door at night
They never really shone as far as my hockey stick nightlight
But glowing stars are like passing cars
Glowing stars are like one big candelabra
You never really know who you are
I still can feel the orange glow of the pumpkins in the hall
The shadows, like a thick willow, would dance upon the wall
But glowing stars are like handlebars
And handlebars on bikes take you to the place where you are
Be careful to leave my door ajar
The more you think the more you know
The more you breath the more you choke
Every day's a new day at night
Every day's a new day at night
I used to have glowing stars on my closet door at night
They never really shone as far as my hockey stick nightlight
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8. |
Bells of Autumn
00:48
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9. |
Halloween in New England
04:17
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It only comes one time of year
Upon the night so many fear
Rapscallions and screams you hear
Out your window
When the wind blows all around
And all the lights go out in town
You can hear that 'ding-dong' sound
Along with a “Trick or treat!”
Halloween is the spookiest time of year
The ghouls and ghosts will follow
Until the frost settles on the ground
And as the jack-o-lantern burns
The kids will all take turns
Ringing doorbells for what they yearn
To throw in their burlap sacks
The leaves crackle on the street
As they fall right under your feet
The wind will blow so pull that coat
Around as tight as it will go
So keep a candle at steady glow
While you walk through the house real slow
And as the candle it burns so low
Before your heart stops
Halloween in New England is the spookiest place to be
The ghouls and ghosts will follow
Until the frost settles on the ground
And as the jack-o-lantern burns
The kids will all take turns
Ringing doorbells for what they yearn
I'm talking about candy
Skeletons and Frankenstein just to name a few
The witch and wolf are out there lurking too
Vampires and mummies are also creatures who aren't just myths...
Beware!
Halloween is the spookiest time of year
The ghouls and ghosts will follow
Until the frost settles on the ground
Halloween in New England is the spookiest place to be
The ghouls and ghosts will follow
Until their cursed bones are found
And as the jack-o-lantern burns
The kids will all take turns
Ringing doorbells for what they yearn
I'm talking about candy...
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10. |
Fields of Barley
04:26
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I've been found in such a light to scare the folk away
And most would say I conjure, hex, and trick them
Truth shows itself not enough in the village that I pray
For the wispy barley stalk blows off of its stem
Lay me down, lay me down
In the fields of barley, lay me down
That sacred ground I've never found
In the fields of barley, lay me down
There he lay stricken with a fever, sick for days
Knowing not of health he would grasp onto
Those eyes I will remember not and I'll never break their gaze
But freeing me, the stake would always haunt you
Lay me down, lay me down
In the fields of barley, lay me down
That sacred ground I've never found
And I'll wake up in the fields of barley
I'll lay here
My words they'll always fear
But they won't mean a thing
Until, those words, they sing
Lay me down
In the fields of barley, lay me down
That sacred ground I've never found
And I'll wake up in the fields
Lay me down
In the fields of barley, lay me down
That sacred ground I've never found
In the fields of barley
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11. |
That Piano Song
04:54
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Give me that piano song
The one that nobody's found
I'd like to have it with another psalm
And find it on the ground
I've got the effigy of loneliness
And I'm finding it hard to be found
So give me that piano song on the ground
Give me that low, gentle sun
We've had for a million years
But if the smell of the air is ever gone
It'll definitely bring us to tears
We've got to find a kid without a home
And bring him back safe to his grave
So give me that piano song where we lay
Find it in the living room
Ivory on the wood
A cloud above his head and under looms
The séance, organ, and soot
It's popular to contrary belief
And sometimes it never gets found
So give me that piano song
The one that fell on the ground
Give me that piano song
The one that nobody's found
Give me that piano song
The one that nobody's found
I'd like to write it with another wrong
And keep it on the ground
I've got the effigy of loneliness
And I'm finding it hard to be found
So give me that piano song
The one that nobody's found
Give me that piano song on the ground
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Alec Sullivan Boston, Massachusetts
A musician from New England whose fragmented, sometimes sporadic brain brings an unnervingly melodic twist on songwriting.
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