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Ezhov
05:53
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Your portraits are drawn without you
Yellowed without your age
All will go on about you
Others take up your stage
The staging of others' lives
The signing of others' crimes
What can you do but walk away and let it fall apart?
This logic had consumed you from the start
Your image fades
The writing's on the wall and in your pen
Confess it all again
Stop thinking that your secret's safe with those you called a friend
We've talked to them and know it's at an end
Your portrait falls
It's easier to give up now than stall
Confess it all again
Just sign this form and let your mem'ries drift away and die
The truth is just in some beholder's eye
Your image fades
The writing's on the wall and in your pen
Confess it all again
Your portraits are drawn without you
Gray with disgrace
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2. |
Do Not Disturb
04:30
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Turn off your phone
I’ll be your landline for a while
Call the people who left you here
And all the things
You knew had needed saying
They’re already floating in the wind
Leave a voicemail greeting
There’s no more to say
They can’t disturb you anymore
You’re here; you’ll stay
Give me your hand
And let your cord unwind
There’s nobody knocking at your door
They’re not there anymore
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3. |
Huitlacoche
06:07
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Let yourself go
There was nothing to begin
And not end
Before you know
You're off to bed
And the figure of a past life haunts you
The less you like yourself
Before you go
Take a while to settle in
At least till then
When the silence of a drowned song
Holds you; never lets you go
Defines you
It all goes to show
The less you like yourself
The more of you there is
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5. |
Brief and Momentary
00:45
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6. |
Take the Money
05:29
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Mortgage all your dreams
They'll interest you for years
Don't let any go
Keep them all right here
Do not as I do
But as I say and:
Take the money
And run a hedge fund
Know I value you
According to the price
And I'll never be
Like all those other guys
I won't fall in love
I'll kiss you and I'll:
Take the money
And run a hedge fund
Remembering the years gone by
I've no regrets
And all those things for which we fight
Are what we get
The system must be good
If it was fair to me
So then I'll:
Take the money
And run a hedge fund
Stocks are soaring high
Don't worry when they burst
Nights are flying by
But sleeping is the worst
Hurry up and buy
Or sell me but I'll:
Take the money
And run a hedge fund
Simple always wins
When Florida begins
And I'll always bet
On your derivative
Never know how much
You have until you:
Take the money
And run a hedge fund
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7. |
Other Ways
04:05
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You didn’t remember me but you listened
The notes off the page glistened beneath your fingertips
The power your hands once had has grown old
And I’ve ceased to hear the stories you told me young
And when you were my age
What did you think you’d do?
What were the other ways
That called you, but you’ll never see them through?
The warm light has fogged your old reminiscence
And years ago did you know it would come to this?
And when you were my age
What did you think you’d do?
What were the other ways
That called you, but you’ll never see them through?
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8. |
Lite Butter
03:55
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Alexander Dubovoy California
Jazz singer/pianist and songwriter from the San Francisco Bay Area
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