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Evening Light
00:23
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Recount The Event
03:08
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Everyone hot and everyone humming-
I won’t start at the beginning.
The other side came out forming words,
not to take credit or keep the reporters bored…
Someone stopped the camera from rolling.
We heard shots and we started running.
Recount the event without much detail
in a courtroom on the witness stand.
It’s a form of reprisal,
misdirecting what really happened.
Universally admired,
wearing cloaks and using daggers.
Scanning the papers for a family death,
a shoulder to cry on in a time of need.
I’ll fall down just see how it feels.
I’ll fall down just to see if it’s real.
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Paper Dolls
02:54
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A change of plans or paradigm,
A cube of ice,
A slice of lime.
A different view to break the code,
Another crisis to lighten the load.
Because there’s blood on both my shins,
Or from a lack of oxygen,
I’m playing with paper dolls again.
A phony laugh,
a missing cue,
a former love,
a warmer hue.
A broken crown,
a box of gears,
a tumble of dice to fill the years.
Because there’s blood on both my shins,
Or from a lack of oxygen,
I’m playing with paper dolls again.
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Sweet December Pain
02:34
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The leaves have turned, come and gone.
The days are short, the nights are long
We’ll say goodbye to the sunny side of town
Your smile is bare as the trees,
Your kiss is cold as New Year’s Eve.
It looks like this old station’s left the train.
I guess I got that sweet December pain.
To talk to you my lips turn blue,
There ain’t nothing I can do
‘cept head on south to a shady, summer lane.
‘Cause I can’t bear this sweet December pain.
Take me back in a haze,
Summer surround my face.
Don’t leave me alone,
I feel Old Man Winter in my bones.
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Blame The Prophets
03:53
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Out on the border
they blame the prophets.
We’re out of water.
Here comes the flood.
It won’t take a flame here
to start a fire.
The preaching’s over.
The killing has begun.
These houses of war
will stop at nothing.
It won’t be long now
before they take us.
Out on the border
they blame the profiteers.
There is no future,
“Death to the traitors!”
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So I thought I’d leave for the border,
Get away from this mess of myself.
I had room left on my recorder
And enough gas in the tank for the trip.
I made my grand entrance into California.
Lost what was left of my money on cards.
Not long after that I sold my recorder.
Guess I won’t have a record of this but my song.
So I’m leaving California
I just can’t live on the edge of the world
If you’ve heard this before I didn’t mean to bore ‘ya
But there’s always a chance this could happen to you.
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Amen For The Liars
03:35
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Amen for the water
Amen for the water
it’s deeper now than it’s ever been before
it’s deeper now than it’s ever been before
when we lay down to drown there’s no shelter, there’s no makin it till dawn
Amen for the fire
Amen for the fire
It’s hotter now than it’s ever been before
It’s hotter now than it’s ever been before
when we let go of the flames the devil himself will pray for rain
Amen for the liars
Amen for the liars
we’re farther now than we’ve ever been before
we’re farther now than we’ve ever been before
we said goodbye to the truth so long ago it must have switched names
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You Buried The Road
02:45
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you buried the road that leads out of town
you locked up your days to come
you are the dust that settles down
on a future delirium
raise a glass to opportunities passed
stick out your frozen thumb
there was a time to seize the day
but that time has come and gone
you buried the road that leads out of town
you locked up your days to come
all motion stops in the dark underground
when you can’t even hope for the sun
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Euphoria
03:52
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when I call her name,
Euphoria
I’m a different man,
Euphoria
when she yanks my leash,
Euphoria
all my fears will cease,
Euphoria
at this moment I’m
simply not inclined
to be here at all,
I just had to call her,
Euphoria
Euphoria
With her stampede strap,
Euphoria
she’ll sit in my lap,
Euphoria
she’s a work of art,
Euphoria
as I fall apart,
Euphoria
at this moment I’m
simply not inclined
to be here at all,
I just had to call her,
Euphoria
well she cares for me,
Euphoria
and it’s almost free,
Euphoria
when she tightens my leash,
Euphoria
all fears will cease,
Euphoria
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Other Lives
03:58
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Another day arrives.
I’m thinking of someone I might have been
And all of the money I spent
And all of the people that came and went.
Most of our time we spend waiting
Most of our time we spend dreaming of other lives.
Another parade passes by.
I’m in my room falling down again.
Hours I’ve wasted hungry for more
Not seeing the feast right before my eyes.
Most of our time we spend waiting
Most of our time we spend dreaming of other lives.
Send me anywhere than where I am right now.
Another flame has died
It’s whole life looking ahead or behind.
I’m just a flicker of life
Always somewhere else and unsatisfied.
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Ribbons And Bows
02:56
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now that you’ve spent summertimes
thinking of me as your partner in crime
you want to see just what’s behind my reason for sticking around
set alight this tender moment, another sleepless night
stars light up your questions ‘are we moving forward, are you alright?’
but mine is not a heart to know
cause it’s too wrapped up in your ribbons and bows
now that you are calling me
to be closer than I am willing to
a shadow falls between us as we lay there side by side
set alight this tender moment, another sleepless night
stars light up your questions ‘are we moving forward, are you alright?’
but mine is not a heart to know
cause it’s too wrapped up in your ribbons and bows
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Slow Questions
01:43
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Who will hold these forsaken arms?
Who will hear when we sound the alarm?
Who will see these unspoken crimes?
And who will know when we’ve crossed the line?
Empty houses
Empty houses
Empty houses for sale.
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westwork New York
Westwork is the name of a solo project by Joshua Douglas Camp
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