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I am trying to break your heart :: Wilco

I am an American aquarium drinker
I assassin down the avenue
I’m hiding out in the big city blinking
What was I thinking when I let go of you

Let’s forget about the tongue-tied lightning
Let’s undress just like cross-eyed strangers
This is not a joke so please stop smiling
What was I thinking when I said it didn’t hurt

I want to glide through those brown eyes dreaming
Take you from the inside, baby hold on tight
You were so right when you said I’ve been drinking
What was I thinking when we said good night

I want to hold you in the Bible-black predawn
You’re quite a quiet, domino, bury me now
Take off your band-aid ’cause I don’t believe in touchdowns
What was I thinking when we said hello

I always thought that if I held you tightly
You’d always love me like you did back then
Then I fell asleep in the city kept blinking
What was I thinking when I let you back in

I am trying to break your heart
I am trying to break your heart
But still I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t easy
I am trying to break your heart

Disposable Dixie cup drinker
I assassin down the avenue
I’ve been hiding out in the big city blinking
What was I thinking when I let go of you

Loves you

I’m the man who loves you

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No More Runnin’ :: Animal Collective

No more runnin’, says my mind
All this movement has just proved your kisses hard to find
Older harmony that I see
Friends I once had turn their thoughts away from me
No more runnin’, I’ve got to breathe
On back porches with the torch of a firefly lit tree
It’s what I hope for
It’s what I hope for
No more runnin’
No more runnin’
I locked my bones and trapped my feet
I told them I found ’em a place to be
And stick like candy in your teeth
When you lose your faith in me
No more runnin’, says my mind
All this movement has just proved your kisses hard to find
It’s what I hope for
It’s what I hope for
No more runnin’
No more runnin’
No more runnin’
No more runnin’

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Sugar Magnolia :: Grateful Dead

Sugar Magnolia blossom’s blooming
Head’s all empty and I don’t care
Saw my baby down by the river
Knew she’d have to come up soon for air Continue reading →

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Attics of My Life :: Grateful Dead

In the attics of my life
Full of cloudy dreams unreal
Full of tastes no tongue can know
And lights no eye can see
When there was no ear to hear
You sang to me Continue reading →

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Looks Like Rain :: Grateful Dead

I woke today…
And felt your side of bed
The covers were still warm where you’d been layin’.
You were gone…
My heart was filled with dread.
You might not be sleepin’ here again Continue reading →

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Life Itself is a Quotation


All the genuine, deep delight of life is in showing people the mud-pies you have made; and life is at its best when we confidingly recommend our mud-pies to each other’s sympathetic consideration. ~ J. M. Thorburn

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Love Love Love :: The Mountain Goats

King Saul fell on his sword
when it all went wrong
and Joseph’s brothers sold him down the river
for a song
and Sonny Liston rubbed some Tigerbalm
in his glove
some things you do for money
and some you do for love love love

Raskolnikov felt sick
but he couldn’t say why
when he saw his face reflected
in his victim’s twinkling eye
some things you do for money
and some you’ll do for fun
but the things you do for love
are gonna come back to you one by one

love love is gonna lead you by the hand
into a white and soundless place
now we see this
as in a mirror dimley
then we shall see each other
face to face

and way out in Seattle
young Kurt Cobain
snuck out to the garden
put a bullet in his brain
snakes in the grass beneath our feet
rain in the clouds above
some moments last forever
and some flare out with love love love

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No Woman No Cry :: Bob Marley

Said – said – said: I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in

Trenchtown, Oba – obaserving the ‘ypocrites As they would mingle with the good people we meet. Good friends we have, oh, good friends we’ve lost

Along the way. In this great future, you can’t forget your past; So dry your tears, I seh.

No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry. ‘Ere, little darlin’, don’t shed no tears: No, woman, no cry.

Said – said – said: I remember when-a we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown. And then Georgie would make the fire lights,

As it was logwood burnin’ through the nights. Then we would cook cornmeal porridge,

Of which I’ll share with you; My feet is my only carriage, So I’ve got to push on through. But while I’m gone, I mean:

Everything’s gonna be all right! Everything’s gonna be all right! Everything’s gonna be all right! Everything’s gonna be all right! I said, everything’s gonna be all right-a! Everything’s gonna be all right! Everything’s gonna be all right, now! Everything’s gonna be all right! So, woman, no cry; No – no, woman – woman, no cry. Woman, little sister, don’t shed no tears; No, woman, no cry.

I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown. And then Georgie would make the fire lights,

As it was logwood burnin’ through the nights. Then we would cook cornmeal porridge,

Of which I’ll share with you; My feet is my only carriage, So I’ve got to push on through. But while I’m gone:

No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry. Woman, little darlin’, say don’t shed no tears; No, woman, no cry. Eh!

(Little darlin’, don’t shed no tears! No, woman, no cry. Little sister, don’t shed no tears! No, woman, no cry.)

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Upward Over the Mountain :: Iron & Wine

Mother don’t worry, I killed the last snake that lived in the creek bed
Mother don’t worry, I’ve got some money I saved for the weekend
Mother remember being so stern with that girl who was with me?
Mother remember the blink of an eye when I breathed through your body? Continue reading →

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Passing Afternoon :: Iron & Wine

There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms Continue reading →

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The Sea and the Rhythm :: Iron & Wine

Tonight, we’re the sea and the salty breeze
the milk from your breast is on my lips
and lovelier words from your mouth to me
when salty my sweat and fingertips Continue reading →

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Sodom, South Georgia :: Iron & Wine

Papa died smiling
Wide as the ring of a bell
Gone all star white
Small as a wish in a well
And Sodom, South Georgia
Woke like a tree full of bees
Buried in Christmas
Bows and a blanket of weeds Continue reading →

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Someday the Waves :: Iron & Wine

Waking before you
I’ve got a fever and a childish wish for snow
Seems like a long, long time
Since I spun you to this borrowed radio Continue reading →

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Each Coming Night :: Iron & Wine

Will you say when I’m gone away
“My lover came to me and we’d lay
In rooms unfamiliar but until now” Continue reading →

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My Lady’s House (edit) :: Iron & Wine

there is light in my lady’s house
and there’s none but some falling rain
this like a spoken word
she is more than her thousand names Continue reading →