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Before You're Gone
04:00
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His favorite thing to do is drink
And just below that, is his need to think
And right beneath those, he loves comedy shows
To process the poison and the things that he knows
All the things that he knows, All the things that he knows
He’s a hamster wheel set upon a dynamite box
He’s really a fish, but he’s dressed as a fox
His days appear numbered to three sets of hands
And his friends are all wondering how long he’ll stand
How long he’ll stand, How long he’ll stand
HIs father is weary from a thirsty son
And his mother is dreading the day that may come
His childhood pastor can’t remember his face
Or the last time he showed up to learn about grace
Noam Chomsky is Lord, and his savior is gin
Noam Chomsky is Lord, and his savior is gin
His knuckles are studded with the finest turquoise
And his gift to the world is an oceanic voice
He puts on a suit for a 9-5 job
But the suit wears him, and again he is robbed
But it’s his choice, it’s his choice, yes it’s only his choice
It’s his choice, it’s his choice, yes it’s only his choice
He’ll slander you, curse you, and send you to hell
Then he’ll ask for a ride at the last call’s bell
You might need to cover his tab if you’re near
But he’ll write the best song you ever did hear
Yes he’ll write you the best song you ever did hear
Please know that you don’t need to torture yourself
To write a good song just to add to the shelf
You’re more important than all of your songs
So for Chomsky’s sake, clean up before you are gone
Gone, Gone, Gone
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Parallel Stars
04:35
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There was never a lonelier time
Than that November in that room of mine
I lost my job and I lost my friends
And I lost my will to find them again
I lost my strength to climb that hill
Then I met you, a complete unknown
A perfect stranger, on the phone
All this time, parallel stars
Shooting in the sky
Tryin’ stay bright
A million miles away
Burning night and day
I had all the time in the world
But I didn’t have you
To hold my hand
And tell me that you love me
And open up the windows
To hear the birds sing
I had all the time in the world
But I didn’t have you, didn’t have you, didn’t have you
Parallel stars
Burning in the sky
Burning for each other
Day and night
Parallel stares
Burning in the sky
Burning in the sky
Burning in the sky
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Sleep Well
05:34
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Little boy drowned at only five years old
Mother and father sleep beside his headstone, in the deep, dark ground
I walk amidst the dead tonight, no fear, no fright
I, too, shall lay under the stars, they’ll tread atop the place I lie
And over time the wind will blow, the ice will cling, the rain and snow,
Will wipe away those words of mine, leaving no one left to know
These olden bones, I feel below
These people who I feel I’ve known
Sleep well amidst the snow and rain
Leaving no more worldly pain
Dog is sleeping, let him lie
We’re in this room for just a while
A piece of land before I sleep
My fairy tale, my sunny isle
These olden bones, I feel below
These people who I feel I’ve known
Sleep well amidst the snow and rain
Feeling no more worldly pain
These olden bones, I feel below
These people who I feel I’ve known
Sleep well amidst the snow and rain
Feeling no more worldly pain
Feeling no more worldly pain
Feeling no more worldly pain
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