1. |
Anywhere
04:22
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it’s hard to tell the difference
between the twilight and the aftermath
I know you’ll get it this time
where you failed in the past
and all that I wanted
was to go home, home
there’s a picture on a fridge
with a date written on the back
just a couple kids
before the stars all turned to black
and all that I wanted
three days west of anywhere at all
anywhere
now we circle round the sun
holding on like it’s everything,
everything, oh, everything
and all that I wanted
three days west of anywhere at all
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2. |
Old Familiar Sound
03:49
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oh, I, I survived the war
worn out shoes and baby blues and you,
you forgot your favorite song
and oh, now there’s no such thing as rock and roll
all those guitars got put down, the band moved to some other town
and we got old
oh, don’t you let them forget who you are
oh, you are the darkness in between the stars
oh, and Cassie’s brother’s coming home in fifteen days
so hide your pills and dollars bills but baby
don’t watch what you say
no you say what you say
oh, don’t you let them forget who you are
oh, you are the darkness in between the stars
you are the grass stains on my jeans
you are the scratches on an old man’s guitar
you are that old familiar sound
you are that record spinning round
and I’m never far
you are that old familiar sound
you are that record spinning round
and I’m never far
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3. |
Cherry Red
02:51
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well imagine my surprise
when I turned to see my sister
running straight into the sun
with that look upon her face
like she had always known a ghost
but only recently discovered
there aint nothin’ she can do
and I heard your mama plans to
keep all your old converse
cause nothing says I miss you
like a pair of old shoes
with them holes in the soles
and the laces falling out
they feel brand fucking new
yeah they feel brand fucking new
and your daddy swears one day
he’s gonna sell off that old car,
it’s been sitting in the driveway
for years and years and years and years
it’s getting kind of rusty,
it reminds him of his body,
but it’s time to face the truth
well I can still recall those songs
we used to sing when we were young
when the ocean was a good thing
and never took us by surprise
and some day we’ll grow wrinkles
like the faces of our fathers
but we’ll never stand so tall
cherry red 52
I remember when they buried you
beneath the hunter and the harvest moon
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4. |
Burn
04:43
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it was march
when you picked me up
and that southern state line burned
and I’d fallen for a liar’s tongue,
a grace I never learned
but that highway moved mountains
to a sad and lonesome tune
you had your drugs,
and I, I had you
but the sun don’t shine,
oh baby it burns
tell me the last song you ever heard
those old 45s,
the only quiet you could find
tell me that I was on your mind
it was hot as hell
and we sweat it out
on those hazy summer streets
and we all got stoned
with your parents off in space
and I swear to god
when you kissed me there
in your swimming pool
I’d give my whole life
for a chance I’d never take
but the needle dropped
and those records kept on spinning
the spiders from mars, the beatles, and the stones
I heard someone shout
and your brother found your father's gun
put my head in the clouds
and I drove home alone
but the sun don’t shine,
oh baby it burns
tell me the last song you ever heard
those old 45s,
the only quiet you could find
tell me that I was on your mind
but the sun don’t shine,
oh baby it burns
tell me the last song you ever heard
those old 45s,
the only quiet you could find
tell me that I was on your mind
and I think about that house in brooklyn
every night
if only we could find the money
the hood of my car
and the stars throwing light
if only we could be forgiven
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5. |
Easy
04:07
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swear I’ve seen your ghost
in the windows of that house
you used to come on out
but you don’t come out now
but once you fell in love
set fire to your blood
no sense in coming down
you’d stay a while
and it’d be easy,
oh, it’d be easy,
it was easy
when we were young
she whispers of a man
who sold her medicine,
said sleep now easily
but honey don’t you go to sleep
cause I’ve heard you sing serene,
poured your blood
into tape machines
you could play it back,
play it back
and it’ll sound easy,
oh, it’ll sound easy,
it was easy
when we were young
if you find it in your heart,
come back and haunt me
I sure could use the company
I’m selling my guitar,
cut my hair cut out my heart
I don’t need you to come home
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6. |
Parkway
05:13
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we dodge the drunks
on the parkway
after the fourth of july
I’m not going home,
let’s take the long way,
I don’t care if it takes us all night
cause I was a thief
in a past life,
took more than I gave every last time
they killed me with christ off to my right side
and I never will apologize
so a kiss for a kid
who can’t come down
and a prayer for those who rush to die
and I wish I knew you
when you were young
or at least when you still felt alive
so we dodge the drunks
on the parkway
as explosions fill that summer sky
I’m not going home,
let’s take the long way
I don’t care if it takes us all night
it’s alright
it’s alright
it’s gonna be alright
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when I met you, you were boston,
all navy blues and north shores
said goodbye to a state school, yeah,
locked your love behind closed doors
now you whisper san francisco,
but kid, I know the truth
the sun don’t rise on western shores
and it sure don’t set on you
I saw blood on the sea
I saw the future in a dream
when I kissed you we were golden,
t-shirts and old blue jeans
I could taste that summer on your tongue,
in your hips, the angry sea
but you drift until you’re dead now,
no, you never let it hurt
oh, you’re gonna break your mama’s heart,
yeah you’re gonna break the earth
I saw blood on the sea
I saw the future in a dream
I saw blood on the sea
I saw ones I loved dashed in front of me
and here’s where I died a thousand times before
here’s where I held you in my hands
here’s where I’ll die a thousand nights to come
here’s to a broken man
I saw blood on the sea
I saw the future in a dream
I saw blood on the sea
I saw the future in a dream
I saw blood on the sea
I saw ones I loved dashed in front of me
when I met you, you were boston,
navy blues and north shores
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8. |
Skeleton Coast
03:19
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set sail for saldana bay
left port on the ides of may
on a red sky morning
we went sailing away
couldn’t see through the heavy fog,
got stuck up there up on the rocks
and this sandy dock is where we’d stay
like the winston, the atlantic pride
we made shore and no one died
you can make shore
but you’ll never leave
and I’d thank god for the rescue
but I’d curse him cause they came,
and I’m thankful for my life but not my sanity
a little sanctity and scarcity,
poverty and privacy
might be good for the broken soul
but like the winston, the atlantic pride
we made shore and no one died
you can make shore
but you’ll never leave
like the winston, the atlantic pride
we made shore and no one died
you can make shore
but you’ll never leave
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9. |
East of Easy Sleep
03:38
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buttoned up and blinded
weak against the wind
I’m coming by
we’ll drive all night,
you’ll never feel,
you’ll never feel
so young and free again
sweet one, you were savaged
life’s cruel as it is brief
but breathe easy,
oh, it had to be
the kids have gone
the kids have gone
the kids have gone to sleep
love is on a westbound train,
east of omaha
sideways glances, crooked rain,
a postcard broken heart
my love is on her way back home,
east of easy sleep
a thousand miles left to go
just save some peace for me
far away and fiery,
I dream of your eyes
you remain a satellite,
or a new star in,
that new star in
the cold blue morning sky
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10. |
Washington
06:12
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Jamie says she’s going home
to spend some time
maybe at her mom’s
and Washington’s just lost it’s charm,
and all the boys, they try too hard
but it looks so beautiful at night,
it looks so beautiful at night,
it looks so beautiful at night
with all the dead heroes in light
and I will watch you fall asleep
and I will watch you fall away
dirty bars and metro stops,
dirty looks from all the cops
a dirty floor to make our bed,
been clean for sixteen days
but I feel it slipping when she says
it looks so beautiful at night,
it looks so beautiful at night,
it looks so beautiful at night
with all the dead heroes in light
and I will watch you fall in love
and I will watch you fall in line
but it looks so beautiful at night,
it looks so beautiful at night,
it looks so beautiful at night
with all the dead heroes in light
and I will watch you fall alone
and I will watch you fall,
I will watch you fall,
I will watch you fall away,
away, away, away, away
so wake up
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11. |
Home
03:30
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burning down an old, old house,
no one even lives there anymore
you’d think that I would know by now,
I just can’t keep living with myself
I used to dream,
but now I just sleep
buried all those years away
in a hole inside the earth all made of stone
can something ease this awful ache,
let me forgive myself before I go
I used to dream,
but now I just sleep
and if you promise not to worry,
I swear I’ll be alright,
and I’ll be fine,
yes I’m alright
I would die to say I’m sorry,
guess I could live to make you smile,
and I’m alright
I’m alright //
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Small Planet Radio New Brunswick, New Jersey
Small Planet Radio is a 4-piece alternative/indie rock band from New Brunswick, NJ playing original music influenced by bands like Modest Mouse and Wilco.
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