dove&crow
scabs
another golden one
grey cat
where autumn goes (inst)
lonely man
i know this
just a shame

under trees
int (inst)
that place
to dreams
need to get back
rain keeps falling
lazy
lullaby
autumn
pt II (inst)
gone
requiescat
the end

dove&crow      
   scabs
all of your worries
the scabs on your knees
really getting you down

why can't you see
it really ain't that bad?

it really ain't that bad
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   another golden one
so, i really didn't know you, really
just the way that people pass by the cubes of our lives
as screen-savers swirl behind the ends of days
and the tiny conversations of:
music and motorcycle rides
and the things the coming weeks may bring

been trying my best to remember
the last thing i said the last time we met
you, with your newly-shaved head,
you looked so tough and true that i thought i knew
you were kicking in the ass of this crazy
crazy crazy crazy thing

twenty thousand-odd days walking under the sun
seems like much, but it's not --you'd barely just begun
oh...another golden one who's gone too soon
(and i'm missing you)

there's a full-blown drama
that orbits every point on the curve
on the circle of our lives
they go 'round and 'round
and some fly away or fall to the ground
from dust we all came, oh--
but ain't it a shame when someone falls from the stage?
the playwright spills his ink
and the curtain hits the cast, breaking all our backs

twenty thousand-odd days walking under the sun
seems like much, but it's not --you'd barely just begun
oh...another golden one who's gone too soon
(and we're all missing you)

up on the top shelf your book will go
and i'll sit and watch the evening sun creep and glow
along the row of golden spines
whose stories end before their time
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   grey cat
i'm the grey cat at the window
watching winter birds
you are the warm in the room

i'm the sound of snowflakes
falling in the mud
you are the yellow low-angling sun

can i be the glittering dust in your hold?
can i be the treetops you painted gold?
oh...i'm getting old

i'm the hissing burning empty
boiled-out teapot
you are the siren that saved my skin

i'm the mad cat clawing at
some alien pane
you are the clear, the calm, and the song

can i go thru you, thru this glass to different worlds?
can i go thru you again?

    i wanna leaf through the book that holds
    toothless grins and slobbery chins
    and mom and dad like kids it seems
    and with all their dreams
    behind eyes and teeth

can i go thru you, thru this glass to different worlds?
can i go thru you again?
can i fall asleep down on your belly
and dream about
and dream about
our babies?
oh...i'm getting old
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   lonely man
hey crippled man: she needs you
hey silent man: you're losing her
hey deaf man: she's crying
hey blind man: she's gone
hey lonely man: you're learning now
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   i know this
i know this: that you know that there's something wrong
and if and when we see it through i'll throw away
all these stupid songs

think of it as a time
we couldn't seem to find the rhyme

with every lull i'm closer to a closing door
my lungs are like a little child's
my throat is full of thistle and thorn

think of it as i time
i couldn't seem to find my line

and if we only close our eyes and make it all be right
and if we only close our eyes and make it all be right

but i know this: that you know that we lose so much
dove and crow, we circle low, we flit about,
grow out of touch

think of it as a time
we couldn't seem to find the time

and if we only close our eyes and make it all be right
and if we only close our eyes and
make it all be right make it all be right make it all be right make it all be
make it all be right make it all be right make it all be right make it all be right
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   just a shame
coming home to the mountains
through the sparkling under trees
and it's good to be so high
where i can see honestly

but ain't it funny how the daily life
somehow just gets in the way?

meet me at that odd rock
that juts wildly out of the knoll
we'll make a bed out of laurel
say our prayers and bare our soul

but ain't it funny how the daily life
somehow just gets in the way?

    we used to just sit out and look at the stars
    and talk about nothing but that seems so far away
    baby, you know
    i miss you so

bought some pretty rings for your pretty toes
to remind me of the earth
and standing in the cool grass
before we became such a blur

but ain't it funny how the daily life
somehow just gets in the way?
oh...but anyway...
it's just a shame
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under trees      
   that place
do you remember that time you came home to me
all suntanned from the beach and free
do you remember how easy it was just to be
just to be you and me

do you remember that little bed on highland street
we'd get all tangled up and free
do you remember how easy it was just to be
and we were so very young and free

twenty years go by so fast
and I'm searching hard through the past
because feelings sometimes elude me

help me find that place again

I'm dying here with you so near
and there's so many things between us

and another day's gone another day's gone on by
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   to dreams
dreams i've had of you coming softly over again and you're my friend
and we both know this will never happen and we both know that we're confined
to dreams
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   need to get back
the tug of the ego the itch of the hand
the coldness of heart the need to command
and with the same mouth i praise and condemn a man
these are some things i don't understand
like turning up cards i toy with my fate
i see the train coming but i jump too late
and when i'm run down i blame it on the man
these are some things i don't understand

if i paint you a picture of all grey and black
will you show me the place where i got off the track
because i need to get back

can you take me back before my brush just went wild
can you take me back to the heart of a child
can you stand me up straight can you make me a man
and explain all the things i don't understand

if i paint you a picture of all grey and black
will you show me the place where i got off the track
because i need to get back i need to get back i need to get back
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   rain keeps falling
i recall the time when you and i we went our separate ways
you went toward the light and i just stumbled on through the night
you did not complain silently you dealt with the pain
how i wondered what kind of heart would make you play that kind of game

in a darkened room i dug my lonely grave of solitude
and in that silence i couldn't keep my mind from drifting back to you
i feel so ashamed of all the lying and the hurting and the dealing out pain

but the rain keeps falling down
all around on me and you

all my life long i've been running from you
i'm a ticking time bomb all because of you
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   lazy
out on the porch steps i try to find....
try to get myself spinning with this old guitar
and the same handful of chords i always play

the sky is blue and so are you so what so what
i think i'll dive right into the sun or get a gun so what so what
a big black ant crawls over my toe
there are things to do i know i know i know so what
i'm so tired i'm so tired i'm so tired i'm so tired i'm so fucking tired

there's the wife squatted down pulling weeds
she looks up and frowns so gloriously
i think i'll take a slow walk over and tell her....

i think i'll pack it in and buy a pick-up
take it down to l.a.
find a place to call my own
and try to fix up
start a brand new day

she smiles!
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   lullaby
don't worry little angel
i'm not leaving yet
i know you see me breaking
but don't you worry your head

i got words in my throat
stuck between my heart and the air
we need to drown all the questions
swimming around in your head

i love you so
don't you know?
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   autumn
did you see me there by that old black tree
underneath a canopy so red
rubies there were falling down down to the ground
i was just standing in the breeze

did you see me there by that old black tree
i told you i would meet you in a dream
every inch around me came crashing in
of the million miles of longing home to you

i'm falling down down down

i saw the sun shine through yellow leaves
lines of life in shadowed golden stream
i saw your face in that autumn dream
you were just smiling in the breeze

i'm falling down
i'm rolling home to you
i'm coming home to you
i'm moving home to you
i'm falling
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   gone
you don't know how much i really need you
then you're gone
you don't know how much i really cared for you then
all along

it was hard to show the ways
now you're gone

do you know anything about me
do you know i'm getting grey
do you know i got some kids of my own now
they were asking about you today

and it was hard to say your name
now you're gone

there's alot of history alot that just seems missing in me
alot i'll never know
alot i should've said to you alot i should've done with you
that i still need to do....
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   requiscat   --oscar wilde
tread lightly she is near
under the snow
speak gently she can hear
the daisies grow

all her bright golden hair
tarnished with rust
she that was young and fair
fallen to dust

lilly-white white as snow
she hardly knew
she was a woman so
sweetly she grew

coffin-board heavy stone
lie on her breast
i vex my heart alone
she is at rest

peace peace she cannot hear
lyre or sonnet
all my life's buried here
heap earth upon it
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   the end   --d.h. lawrence
if i could have put you in my heart
if but i could have wrapped you in myself
how glad i should have been
and now the chart of memory unrolls again in me
the course of our journey here before we had to part

and oh that you had never never been
some of yourselves my love that some
of your several faces i had never seen
and still they come before me and they go
and i cry aloud in the moments that intervene

and oh my love as i rock for you tonight
and have not any longer any hope
to heal the suffering or to make requite
for all your life of asking and despair
i own that some of me is dead tonight
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