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I took a trip across the Southern States
And I felt the heat sweat bead along my face
But we're lost in the woods
Trading thoughts for goods
And I would if I could
Oh I know that I should
I wish that I could hitch a ride
And pay my bills at the same time
I spent the last of my money on a roadside boat ride
And I pulled its weight for a lifetime
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There's poison words just gurgling
At the base of your throat
You swallow them back down
You and yours they pin me down
With nails their grudging hammer falls
Not meant for wedding gowns
And though we won't be there's memories I'll still keep
You're holding hands with some new girl
You braid her hair into curls
Because I set you free
I hope you plan to speak to her
In the sweetest honeysuckle words
Stinging nettle though I'll be
I'm sorry dear with all my heart with
Tears I broke your fragile heart
I opened up your cage
I hope you're well and doing fine
And found a love as pure as mine
We're on a brand new page
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Took to the sky in paper planes
We floated away on ocean waves
Left for the mountains on a train
Tell my mother I'll be safe
We walk fast dodging all the shadows
Hold your breath, stay under the streetlights
Let's go back, runnin' for the mountains we came from
We try to sleep inside parked cars
With people yelling from the bars
Neon disaster tangled scars
We scamper hopeless hotel's closed
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Le Charpentier
02:58
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Tell the carpenter to up and leave his tools
The winds are blowin' fierce from the north
Down the cellar with a match
The nails and latch will hold us through and through
My feet are cold and wet the rain drips through
Metal glimmering in rows these cans of food
The carpenter he worries for his wife
Twisting water from his soaking shirt and shoes
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Even if I fell in love with you
It wouldn't make us any better off
Just because we're makin' simple shoes
Doesn't mean our lives will turn out wrong
Remember when we biked across town
To meet your lover in a truck
She stayed at home so you could take me down
To shoot some pool out in the sun
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Apple Blossoms
01:31
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Apple blossoms tattooed on your arm
We were lichens growin' on the rocks close to the farm
I could never tell you how much I really cared
All the while wearing apple blossoms in my hair
City girl came out to sweep you off your feet
She had diamonds in her hair and diamonds on her feet
You were swept away, you never even thought of me
I was left layin' by the apple blossom tree
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Somebody Else's
02:24
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Out on the lake in somebody else's boat
Drivin' around in somebody else's car
Payin' my rent in somebody else's home
Watchin' TV to prove that I'm not alone
Thinkin' 'bout love in somebody else's head
Sleepin' it off in somebody else's bed
Takin' our time drinkin' our coffee black
I don't know when my lover is comin' back
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Poor Jesus (Lookout!)
03:24
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A house, a house, that you carved away in heaven
Without a lover or companion
You sit and talk of worldly condemnation
And I doubt your blessed reputation
Poor Jesus lookout, this woman is a crowd
The Earth, the Earth, an ever moving vessel
Against the dirt, the mountains watch them wrestle
And I bathe my skin where Hades flames have risen
The master's kin are headed home from prison
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Cold water of the wild Muskellunge lake
Row farther into all the rippled waves
As we give our chase to the osprey half the day
We listen to the great loon's wild scream
We mimic their calls but don't know what they mean
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Winter Sister
03:01
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Winter Winter Winter off you go
And you're takin' with our spirits in the snow
How I long to hang our clothes on the line
But instead we're growin' ice from grape vines
Sister sister sister there you go
For years we lived divided and it shows
On the ground are snowy prints we skip 'round
Just go
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