1. |
Is 4
03:29
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At my doorway you appear before me
like the dreams of a drunk lost in sleep
long I sat alone in barrooms
all the pretty girls floatin' at my feet
my cigarette is burning brightly
in the hands of the nighttime sky
you chest is heaving quietly
too hungry to pretend you are shy
you take me down to the river
you balance my head upon the floor
you take me up in a elevator
you make my 1 plus 1 equal 4
City sidewalks depress me
they stretch out like the skin of an old whore
with broke glass and trash and cement cracks
stumblin out from my door
neon street signs glaring
pale faces drunk with hidden crime
god I know I aint sinnin'
tonight when I hope you'll be all mine
You take me down to the river
you balance my head upon the floor
you take me up in an elevator
you make my 1 plus 1 equal 4
the life I lead has been a beating
my mind and body like a sewer drain
thoughts like exhaust fumes breathing
with nothing but the stars to blame
oh cold death I hear you singing
you root through all my days with your night
but now I know the pain that you bring me
also brought an angel into sight
you take me down to the river
you balance my head upon the floor
you take me up in an elevator
you make my 1 plus 1 equal 4
It's 4
It's 4
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2. |
I'll
03:04
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I will walk the hillside
up past Ibanez Avenue
search the sounds through the breathing trees and then
wrap them as gifts for you
I'm descending from the clouds for you
I got my feet in the clay
I am drumming out a beat for you to
help you find the way
I will write for you the moonlight
in its crying, silent prayer
songs in tongues I could never know but I'll
sing them all for you
I'll erase each passing face you view
ah you do that to me too
words uttered on a thousand lips are now
falling dead at your shoe
I'm descending from the clouds for you
I got my feet in the clay
I am drumming out a beat for you to
help you find the way
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3. |
Rose
03:26
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Oh my little Rose
I plucked up from the barroom
soaked in the rings of red light
with the moon on the rise
I danced you to my bedroom
with just a cigarettes worth of words
filled your head with lies until those rose petals dried
dead upon the floor is where they settled
Cuz love's a dream
it's a dream
I've tried and tried and tried to get some sleep
Trains of love
Trains of love
I'm tied to the tracks as they come
Ah Rose, how you sigh
like a hundred birds in flight
you touch me like the coals of a fire
but now I've left you all alone
and you can bet that I'll stay gone
any other would tell you I could never really love you
all those other Roses I'll meet in all those other bars
I can't give you what I never knew how to hold on too
Cuz love's a dream
it's a dream
I've tried and tried and tried to get some sleep
Trains of love
Trains of love
I'm tied to the tracks as they come
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The Roadside Dolls Boston, Massachusetts
Desert Psychedelia
Cosmic American Music
cross between a "1950's soda shop & a western saloon" --Bishop & Rook
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