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This House is for Sale
01:28
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This house is for sale and you know what man
it's one half brick and one half mine
when I scratch my name in the arch of her back
I can read my number and it's written in black
it's written in black and the stain is in the skin
this house is for sale and only one half mine
this bridge is made from steel and stone
with one end right and one end wrong
and every morning I cross and repent
but every night i go back where I went
this bridge is made from steel and stone
with one end right and one end wrong
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2. |
So Shall it Remain
04:39
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Well I heard your oratory
and I read your books in my memory
they reminded me of a really bad movie
that I saw the night before you left me
now I know you do not see it this way
quite possibly oppositely
for all his sins, the loser wins
and so shall it remain
for all his sins, the loser wins
and so shall it remain
the sins of all the centuries
like the silt in every estuary
are creeping towards the deep blue sea
the magic carpet of the great lord almighty
but back to how I fell for her
on a train to Philadelphia
she looked so good
I felt like wood
and so shall I remain
she looked so good
I felt like wood
and so shall I remain ......
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3. |
Monster walk
01:38
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4. |
Organ thing
03:03
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Louisiana donut counter man
pointing to an atlas lying under my hand
and I think I hear an echo some somewhere long ago
but it's just the man trying to say hello
sleeping on the indian mound
as the freezing fog falls down to the ground
the ferris wheel turns through the night
taking me to the other side
and they'll never capture that and now that you mention it
that's kind of sad
one legged hitch hike man
trying to make his way to Houston
and he tunes my radio down the dial
to where a one legged man would come from
crashing in a rest stop field
my forehead feels like a windshield
ferris wheel turns through the stars
taking me to where the others are
and they'll never capture that
and now that you mention it
I should be glad
no they'll never capture that not in a million years
and that's a fact
and they'll never capture that
not in a movie and not in a book
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6. |
Down in Arizona
03:51
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Connie saved everything down in a hole
letters and photographs I don't know
black, white and olive green
and all of the colors in between
Joseph and Mary were having a kid
but Mary didn't get it like the virgin did
lions and leopards and kangaroos
reverend can you give me a clue
down in Arizona the heavens are black and blue
and the mother of this perfect sky
she couldn't give a shit for you
she shouldn't give and shit for you
and she doesn't give a shit for you
Invisible man building on my block
they're tearing down the house where Sally grew up
fat man rich man what the fuck
are you living for
man you're making me sore
the sun is burning through the morning sky
a magnifying glass with a giant eye
black, white and olive green
and all of the colors in between
down in Arizona the heavens are black and blue
and the mother of this perfect sky
she couldn't give a shit for you
she shouldn't give and shit for you
and she doesn't give a shit for you
these three kings
gave away these sweet things
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7. |
Frantic
01:57
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8. |
White Crystalline Night
02:37
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Plain peerless plane
white chrystaline night
though these banks are frozen solid
water moves beneath the ice
the sound and fury of this awkward and heavy load
promise me you'll hurry
'cause I'm running out of road
pale orange chimes
chime side by side
will you even remember
this perfect night
white gowned angel, as you wander down the line
need I remind you
that I'm running out of time
white gowned angel, as you wander down the line
need I remind you
that I'm running out of time
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9. |
Honeymoon Lullaby
03:07
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These strong and perfect arms
like the sun, moon and the stars
with their firm embrace
they make this scary place
feel like a farm
and now, the day is gone
and the evening is carrying me on
to what we always do
when these lonely two become one
and now everything seems so ordinary next to him
and the hills are turning brown for lovers on the vine
Her pale and slender neck
like a noose it helps me forget
that this rolling stone is only halfway home at best
this brown and yellow bed
is a meadow just like the preacher said
where the animals from the mountainside
come to rest
and all the lovely girls look so ordinary next to her
and the hills are turning brown for lovers on the vine
and the hills are turning brown for lovers on the vine
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Whiting Tennis Seattle, Washington
Virginia- born
Buffalo-kid
Seattle-big kid
New York City-art
Seattle-house
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Hello Dolly 1999
Three Leaf CLover 2006
I Do ...soon
----------------------------------------------previously represented by Fin Records, Seattle,
recording, and performing with recording artists
Barb Hunter
Jim Antonio
Jaff Baars
Bill Patton
presently represented by LandFall Records
... more
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