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Your Secret Song
04:20
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I hear what you’re saying and I like what I hear
It’s coming through to me loud and clear
You give it to me straight
You hand me no bull
You got no need to pull the wool
But something seems off
No, not quite right
You go too easily into that good night
Your eyes betray you
They sing your secret song
And your secret song is low and blue
Your eyes betray you
They sing your secret song
And your secret song is pure and true
Humdinger
You got the right stuff, yeah that's for certain
You show me what's behind the curtain
You make me glad
Glad that I had met you
I know you'd love me if I let you
But something seems off
Like it might be a grift
So many dreams that you won't lift
You got the power
You got the juice
Only you can turn me loose
I hear what you're saying, how can I not
You say it loud and you say it a lot
Message received
Message understood
I'm sure the end result will do me good
But something seems off
And I can't quite guess it
Maybe it's you who can confess it
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2. |
In My Old Bedroom
04:39
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In my old bedroom
I’d be listening to “Music From Big Pink”
I’d roll a joint in the gatefold
It had that stanky skunky stink
And when “The Weight” would start playing
My creaky old bed would start swaying
In my old bedroom
It was my hideaway
My hideaway from all the screaming
In my old bedroom
My secret place
My secret place where I was dreaming
In my old bedroom
I’d lie me down, I’d lie me down and masturbate
I’d dream of that girl in Geometry class
And how I might ask her out on a date
But I never ever found the cojones
I was too busy standing on ceremonies
No one could hurt me
Or say I’m retarded
I could be myself
And not be guarded
In my old bedroom
I could pretend that I was the new Bob Dylan
I’d fake my way on my shit guitar
My playing was weak but my spirit was willin’
My sister would bust in and laugh at me
She’d say, Who you trying to be
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3. |
The Longest Dream
04:55
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It is down here in a dark place
Behind the closed door
There is movement
Protoplasm
Bursting open like a spore
The stair is twisting like an Escher
Up and back and through
All these pictures collecting dust
Hence and hitherto
It is the longest dream
And it will never end
It is the longest dream
A lost world of pretend
There is laughter and there is rage
And there is illness all around
It’s in this building
It’s on these streets
It’s all over this seasick town
I see fat faces, I hear odd voices
They bubble up through the cracks
I look for clues. I parse the logic
I study the syntax
There is weeping
In cathedrals
There are virgins sacrificed
All these rituals
They come to naught
In the name of Jesus Christ
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4. |
Next Stop Wonderland
03:48
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Heat and humidity
Gonna be the death of me
Where can I seek sweet relief
Hop on that Blue Line train
Go where it's a less insane
Pack up my woes and say goodbye to my grief
Next stop Wonderland
Down the rabbit hole I go
Next stop Wonderland
Where I go nobody know
Is that a breeze I feel
Why does it feel surreal
Did the gummies just kick in
Shoes, ships and sealing wax
Rows and rows of sunburned backs
Hey dude that's me trippin'
I dive into the ocean blue
And when I come up I am born anew
All the ice cream is melting
And the seagulls are pelting
And my feet are all covered with tar
Get back on that Blue Line train
Click clack like a blue migraine
Stop and go like a bumper car
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5. |
Share
04:17
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I got my book right next to the bed
And I read it just before I lay down my head
It is for me, for me on my own
It is for me and me alone, no
We can share
Share what we got
We can share a little
We can share a lot
You can have my stuff
And I don't care
Just as long as we share
Just as long as we share
My records my number one prize possessions
You can say they are my crazy obsessions
If you want to play 'em that's OK
The street we drive should be two-way
Wherever we draw the line
That's just fine
You got yours and I got mine
I got my way of doing what I do
And I know that you got your own way too
But when it comes to taking and giving
That's the way I prefer to be living
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6. |
Long Time Gone
04:25
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Living in a dream
A twisted, endless dream
It feels weirdly familiar and strange
I try to hold on to it
But then it slips away
As it moves in and out of range
Long time gone
I am long time gone
I am no longer here
Long time gone
I am long time gone
Where did I disappear
Who do I know
Don’t know no one
I am an outlier in my own town
The faces I see
They all look foreign to me
And their voices make a alien sound
I am long time gone
I am long time gone
Don’t expect to ever see me back
I am long time gone
I am long time gone
Even I can’t even keep track
Wish you could see you
The way I see you
And then you would know how I feel
But you will never know
Just what I think I know
And I know is beautiful and surreal
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7. |
My Madeleine
04:34
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Learned a thing or three along the way
Mostly how I don’t know nothin’
And the best I can say
It hasn’t been all bad
But when I say that you know I’m just bluffin’
If only I knew then what I know now
I wouldn’t be in such a stupid mess
But isn’t that just what
Everyone always says
When they back on their life’s progress
Where there’s life there’s hope or so I’ve read
And I would like to think that’s true
Maybe I’m the sort of man
Who’s doomed to be a failure
Or maybe one day I’ll finally break on through
Well I once had such big ideas
But looking back they seem absurd
They were the thoughts
That felt important when I was young
But now they’re all dreams deferred
Nowadays I get up at four in the morn
I have a cup and then I do some writing
Try to mark my days the best that I can
Collect my thoughts while they’re still biting
These are the days and this is the time
The time I am living in
Trying my best to do what I can
I am not yet giving in
This is the road, the road I’m on
And it’s getting near to the end
But before I get there I need to know
That it wasn’t all just pretend
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8. |
Keep Me Here
04:50
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You would like to keep me here
Chained to the old ways
You’d wanna lock me in your dreams
Back from those old dreamy days
It’s not like we remember
It’s not like anything at all
Still we’d like to make believe
As we all grow so feeble and fat
Still we’d like to make believe
I guess there’s nothing wrong with that
Keep me here, darling keep me
Keep me here, honey keep me
You only see me as I was
More than a little bit dumb
Who’d ever have predicted
All of the things to come
It’s not like what we remember
It’s not like anything at all
Still we’d like to make believe
As we all grow so feeble and fat
Still we’d like to make believe
I guess there’s nothing wrong with that
You say, don’t go changing who you are
Don’t go changing my memoir
I prefer the way I like to recall
The past don’t need no overall
You’d like to stick me like a bug
And pretend that everything’s the same
I hate to shatter your fantasy
But you knew me by a different name
It’s not like we remember
It’s not like anything at all
Still we’d like to make believe
As we all grow so feeble and fat
Still we’d like to make believe
I guess there’s nothing wrong with that
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9. |
Above This World
04:17
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Off I go into the wild blue yonder
Or so I dream, so I dream
Up so high above the sky
You can’t see me, you can’t see me
Just how high do I have to be
So I could fly above this old world
Will I achieve escape velocity
So I could fly above this old world
This crazy old world
This mean old world
Got a running start and I’m ready to take off
Wish I had faith, a little bit if faith
I’m lowering my trunk and flexing my legs
Wanna let go, gotta let go
And if I could I’d get so high
So high above the sky
Last night I dreamed of contrails
And they were streaming out of eyes
And your face was beautiful and blue
Calling to me to come on home
Off I go into the wild blue yonder
Up so high above the sky
Down I go sprouting my flame from under
Or so I dream, so I dream
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10. |
Jump Out of My Skin
04:14
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My whole body aches
It aches me right down to the bone
Something’s burning in me
Burning like acetone
There ain’t no remedy
There ain’t no kind of cure
And I gotta wonder
How much more I can endure
Wanna jump
Wanna jump out of my skin
Wanna blow myself up
Wanna pull out the pin
Wanna jump out of my skin
I don’t have good days
I just have days of endless pain
I go out for a stroll
And I get hit by a train
I don’t ask for much
I ask for nothing at all
Try to right myself
But then I stumble and fall
I didn’t ask for this
But this is what I got
Ask me how much it hurts
It hurts a lot
I raise the white flag
And I am calling for surrender
Will you take me by the hand
Will you treat me sweet and tender
Is it too much to ask
Won’t you give me what I need
Or would rather be a jerk
And simply watch me bleed
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11. |
Gone From Here
04:22
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Wish I had the time to say goodbye
But I gotta be moving right along
I’ve packed my stuff
Ain’t that much
Just some socks, some shirts
And this here song
Don’t know where I’m going
But this much is clear
Gotta get going out of here
I am gone, gone from here
And I won’t be coming back
I am gone, gone from here
Out of the blue into the black
Gone from here
I am sorry if I brought you down
You should know I had good intentions
Yeah I get it
It don’t make no sense
My disbelief and its suspensions
What do you care, I’m out of your hair
And I am out the door
Just like that I will disappear
Just like that I'm gone from here
Don’t know where I’m going
And I don’t care
Don’t got no forwarding address
You can have my stuff
For what it’s worth
So sorry about the mess
When I get there, I’ll drop you a line
Farewell to you my porcupine
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12. |
Toodaloo
03:45
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What can I say
That I’ve not said
Go ahead and call me a shithead
I got no choice
But to walk away
Let’s just say it’s not the happiest day
Toodaloo, toodaloo
This is me saying goodbye to you
Toodaloo, toodaloo
I see no reason to continue
Bye-bye, bye-bye
Don’t be sad, don’t you cry
Don’t be angry
Don’t kick up a fuss
I know I’m acting like a fussy old cuss
We’ve not been good
For t oo many years
Broken hearts and busted chandeliers
You can stop pretending
You care about me
You can finally live your life
So gay and so carefree
You can keep the books
But I get the cat
You get the tit and I get the tat
Look for a card
When Christmas rolls ‘round
Remember the child that was drowned
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"It was hell," recalls former child.
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