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Continent's End
03:45
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Well the tide goes out, the lights do too
And, baby, we can stay out here 'til the sky turns blue
We can lay the blanket, pour some drinks,
Play some cards where the tree line meets the sea
Let's take a walk where water once ran
And something pulls, still, to the continent's end
And the stars are sharp and the bourbon's smooth
And we can fold your backseat down, kick off our shoes
And a touch of coffee, a misty dawn,
You're drawin' the deepest breath you've ever drawn
Let's take a walk where water once ran
And something pulls, still, to the continent's end
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Puttin' Me On
03:24
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You were playin' it by ear up in Berkeley
I was playin' songs for barstools in LA
Burnin' out and buzzin' like a porch light
Tryna shake the feeling I was gettin' played
But like a terrier my thoughts they kept on runnin'
They would howl all night and in the morning they would just whine
And I was starin' down the northbound for your exit
When you called to say that you were waitin' on a sign
Puttin' me on, puttin' me on
All these summer nights are takin' too damn long
Puttin' me on, puttin' me on
Have you wondered where the night went in the morning?
Have you held your dreams up to the light?
I was starin' down the northbound for your exit
But from here to there you know it's one hell of a ride
Puttin' me on, puttin' me on
All these summer nights are takin' too damn long
Puttin' me on, puttin' me on
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The cafe don't serve breakfast after 2 pm
I signed the check and then I pocketed the pen
Place smelled less like coffee than it did piss that smelled like coffee
And anyways I'm starting to write again
But the lines they don't come easy — they're like wild dogs or sleep
And there's a nest of dove out humming by the street
And ain't nothing much to do but check my watch and think of you
Two hands that never seem to meet
And I've wondered through the night 'til the stars all shed their light
And if those damn dove get some sleep then so will I
And I've wondered through the night 'til the stars all shed their light
And if those damn dove get some sleep then so will I
And I've swallowed all my pride and I've chased it down with rye
And if those damn dove get some sleep then so will I
In the trembling light of a dying candle's flame
Footsteps fell like walking down a slowing train
And I'll bet you think of me when the cars outside sound like the sea
And probably when you're taking aim
And I've wondered through the night 'til the stars all shed their light
And if those damn dove get some sleep then so will I
And I've swallowed all my pride and I've chased it down with rye
And if those damn dove get some sleep then so will I
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Back This Way Again
04:12
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Well the days are getting longer
And the dark is wearing thin
And it makes me want to stay for good
When I'm back this way again
Though I know I've been less lonesome
Though I've likely been too drunk
And though I sucker-punched a stucco wall
And I fucked my knuckles up
Every crow tonight lands like a good joke
And every power line just snaps like rosemary and smoke
And don't I know, don't I know I'll end up right where I begin
But the days are getting longer
And the dark is wearing thin
And there's a weight I never felt
Until the day I felt it gone
But I got love tonight for all the times
It's got its thumbprints on
Zeppelin patch in your jean jacket
Curling inwards in the rain
And you would ask when I was going out
I'd say, "When the levee breaks"
And every crow tonight lands like a good joke
And every power line just snaps like rosemary and smoke
And don't I know, don't I know I'll end up right where I begin
But the days are getting longer
And the dark is wearing thin
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