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Sing Over Me
04:41
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sing to the workman consigned to his toil
sing to the seed that can't break the soil
sing to the skies hoarding the rains
while the wind runs its hand through the dust on the plains
I whisper your name like a tendril of smoke
a shot in the dark a spasm of hope
there's life in the desert if you know where to look
I thought I saw you coming to me on the clouds
where are you now
sing to the young man with love in his eyes
sing to the lover he'll come to despise
sing over me sing to my soul
sing me a story to make me feel whole
I whisper your name like a tendril of smoke
from a candle that's nearing the end of its rope
there's life in the desert if you know where to look
and I thought I saw you coming to me on the clouds
where are you now
well the sinner's prayer never caught in my throat
but I'm wearing a path through things I don't know
there's life in the desert if you know where to look
and I thought I saw you coming to me on the clouds
where are you now
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when you wake in your quiet room
of loosely woven gray and blue
does the past push your present back
do you think about what might have been
I used to come around your neighborhood
when time was cheap and life was good
when you would blush at my hello
but there was so much that I didn't know
Sometimes I see you in my fever dreams
where the two of us are what we seem
where a heart is just a thing that beats
and happiness just grows on trees
you used to ask if I could write a song
to put your thoughts where they belong
but I could only ever find a way
to leave unsaid the things you had to say
it's been a year since I left a note
your landlord says you're always home
I don't know when I missed the change
or why the flame died but the light remained
and I'm not mad but I thought I understood
that if you said you will it meant you could
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Whiskey Mary
04:23
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Whiskey Mary 's what they call you
no one really knows your name
take their drinks and take them home
used to be such a simple game
now memories haunt you call you near
but refuse to light the way
the kids are gone and they don't call
it make sense they'd want to cut their losses
every streetlight shares your shadow
as you try to find a trace
of the woman who was happy
lines draw tight across your face
you stand there blinking in the amber
there was strength in his embrace
but he moved on and you're still chasing
the something else that took his place
now you're sitting in the clinic
you can't meet the nurse's gaze
her voice is quiet as she tells you
all the damage you can't erase
and you pray in desperate silence
for another shot at grace
to approach the gath'ring darkness
and the uneasy peace of sober living
Whiskey Mary 's what they call you
no one really knows your name
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For a Friend
05:08
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the depth isn't what you dread
it's what you cannot see
when you're in over your head
stripped of all you called your own
and everything you were
now you're here lost alone
you're drifting to God knows where
and you gather the strength you can
and you lash it to your lifeboat like a prayer
that's slowly leaking air
to drown is just like going to sleep
except that you're awake
the whole time and you can't breathe
you're drifting to God knows where
and you gather the strength you can
and you lash it to your lifeboat like a prayer
that's slowly leaking air
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Salton Sea
03:28
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my mama said there'd be days like this
when a lover's smile hides a Judas kiss
but I'd no idea they'd pile up like this
now i can feel my pulse when I clench my fist
i made peace with the person I'll never be
and I'm headed west to the Salton Sea
it's someplace I've always wanted to go
and I get there I know I'll never leave
spare me your tears and your elegies
you can't be betrayed if you don't believe
I've lived enough to know that what you call love
is like that girl from high school she was so messed up
tie to me tie to me every stone
at the water's edge I can be alone
water for woe will you let me go
make your memories my new-found home
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Golden Boy
05:24
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smile with that golden face you're in the perfect place
laugh with that golden voice you've made the golden choice
the night never comes too soon when you're in your golden room
you won't see the silver thread when you're tucked in your golden bed
you're a poem on the page of the golden age
and everyone you know is fine
you never think to ask what you see in the looking glass
life is your tinker toy when you are the golden boy
you're a poem on the page of the golden age
and everyone you know is fine
you could try to find a more elegant lie
but the ones you've got seem to work just fine
pay no mind to the tear in your eye
you know no one ever really means goodbye
'cause you're the golden boy
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Time the Healer
03:04
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I remember waking early in the morning before dawn
see the moonlight trace your figure in the morning before dawn
felt the ache of unexplored longing felt the weight of all I own
if hardened highways show no footprints lost explorers die alone
oh ye prisoner shake your shackles shake the valley with your song
let it linger ever echo for the prisoners yet unborn
by the river old men gather stories rattle in their bones
of time the healer time the hangman time the thief time the judge
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Gone for You
04:11
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got a picture of the way you look tattooed on my mind
so I won't forget your beauty if ever I go blind
the way you pull you hair back that look in your eyes
I still get a little wild when you put your hand in mine
I'm gone for you gone out of my mind
chasing your affections 'til I run out of time
I'm gone for your and I guess I'll always be
so please don't let your heart be caught by anyone but me
keep my heart in your pocket wear my name on your sleeve
for as long as you will have me I'll die before I'll leave
I give you everything I have I give you all my heart
'til the oceans turn to deserts and the rivers turn to dust
I'm gone for you gone out of my mind
chasing your affections 'til I run out of time
I'm gone for your and I guess I'll always be
so please don't let your heart be caught by anyone but me
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Locusts
04:31
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another day is finally receding the chance it offered fading with the light
try to wash away the stench of this rotting Eden
and the sorrow and the failure and the blight
I have seen the terrible beast in my visions
its strength beyond my power to control
with a voice so sweet to give life to my sedition
God how could this have ever been my fault
how fortunate the sons who never know fear
how blessed the daughters unbeset by doubt
while the rest of us are just trying to get along here
half bedeviled half beguiled we are nobody's child
halfway lost halfway found halfway gone
will you redeem the years the locusts have eaten
when I sold my soul for anything but you
will you redeem the choices I made in the name of my freedom
will you take my hand and lead me to my room
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Moonlight
02:54
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moonlight call the the water murmur songs to the wind
where all our histories falter in their forgotten sin
moonlight carry my sorrow hold gently my grief in your light
for daybreak never remembers the songs we sing in the night
roaring tempest awaken this bracing surge of dread
your sweeping anger has taken the image of our dead
moonlight give me the vision to see what shadows hold
a thresh to winnow decision a pit to bury gold
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Don't Say Goodbye
04:45
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don't say goodbye before you go
these teeth and claws are not for show
don't say goodbye before you go
let's just forget all you know
you can't stay and you know why
you're broken wings may catch the fox's eye
I won't be kept and you won't try
we'd wither up beneath the silent sky
full-throated scream breaking bone
you chose to leave on your own
we pool like blood on the stone
we should have left this alone
you can't stay and you know why
you're broken wings may catch the fox's eye
tongues of fire consume our days
in search of better things to say
someday will be my guide
someday will be my light
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they say time can heal all wounds
and I guess it must be true
the tears don't come as often
when my thoughts return to you
but the ache is every near
it is never far away
and every year this time
I feel the whisper of you name
though I never really knew you
in these years we've been apart
you have never been forgotten
so I guess you made your mark
I see you pestering your sister
or running in the park
in the memories I imagine
when I'm lying in the dark
when the daylight wanes
when the wind grows cool
when the leaves exchange their green for gold
I remember you
so long so soon
September is the time to say goodbye
we give our lives to the living
in the place we call today
and set aside our sadness
in the laughter and the play
but at times it overwhelms
and I struggle with the weight
and hope to God you know
that I still miss you everyday
when the daylight wanes
when the wind grows cool
when the leaves exchange their green for gold
I remember you
so long so soon
September is the time to say goodbye
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Matt Walberg Chicago, Illinois
Husband.
Dad.
Journalist.
Fan of being outside.
Sad songs are the best songs.
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