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1. Dry Tears
Hold me
I need a friend somehow
I need a show of hands to prove that
I am still around
I’m waiting in a door stop
I replay all the years that have gone
Picking up the tears that I’ve dropped
Picking up dry tears is all I ever do
Picking up dry tears
I’m lonely
I need someone somehow
To over fill up all my dreams
To wish upon a star
I’d like to light a candle
Hold it dear to your heart
Picking up the tears that I’ve dropped
Picking up dry tears is all I ever do
Picking up dry tears
Tears
Cover my eyes with tears
Look at the world through tears
Make up my mind with tears
I miss you
And I know you miss me too
I dreamed you in my dreams last night
I hope my dreams come true
I’d like to light a candle
Hold it dear to your heart
Picking up the tears that I’ve dropped
Picking up dry tears is all I ever do
Picking up dry tears
Tears
Cover my eyes with tears
Look at the world through tears
Make up my mind with tears
Give me a kiss with tears
Make up my mind with tears
Show all the love with tears
Crying my eyes with tears
Written by K. Beck
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2. Ballad of Aunt Ann and Uncle Eddie
Kinda creepy
Kinda sad
What do he do
Is he a cripple man?
And then there’s Aunt Ann
To wonder what he do
What do he do
Uncle Eddie do for you
He parks his car in his front backyard
As he walks the way to find the nearest cigarette
Hey Ralphie
Why not a tall cool one
When the lawn gets done
We can hang around
CHORUS
Combing up his hair
As he walks down the stairs
Left/Right to the steps pink and black
Say Ralphie
Why not a tall cool one
It’s just Sunday fun
When the family leaves
CHORUS
Jumping with his cane
As he walks down the train
Thinking back to the steps pink and black
Say Eddie
There’s no more tall cool one
No more Sunday fun
Like we did believe
Written by K. Beck
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3. |
Fishing Line
02:48
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3. Fishing Line
The strings pulled tight
The steal won’t bleed
There’s a germ in an idea
Crawling up your sleeve
Some things tend to get confused
Temptation loosens what it doesn’t use
Connections freeze
Compared to some
If seconds don’t matter
Then you won’t miss one
Uneven bent but nevermind
The key still fits so does mine
To illuminate the soft decline
I got my pool my fishing line
Give me some
Half as much
Lift me up
Not enough fishing line
Your fingers tearing up my spine
I got my pool
I got my fishing line
You’re talking birthstones
I’m talking tombstones
Strange as it seams neither of it’s chemical
Simplicity treats you like a friend
But it’s nothing you can’t end
To punctuate the dot design
I got my pool my fishing line
Give me some
Half as much
Lift me up
Not enough fishing line
Your fingers tearing up my spine
I got my pool my fishing line
Written by K. Beck, R. Mutz
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I’d Die To Confuse You
02:48
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4. I’d Die To Confuse You
Here’s something to throw
Into somebody’s eye
Shorter than you
With a brighter headlight
Visions to keep I turn for the rest
I live to forgive you
Then burn inside your heaven
I die to confuse you
Here’s looking at you a shadow in life
Sharpen your sides or your bottle in bed
Seconds will bend for what I don’t have
I’ll live to forgive you but its too sad
I die to confuse you
Under the cross or crossing the line
Doubtless advice turns a thousand red lights
Let her under the door
She’s marked as she is warmed
I live to forgive you then burn inside her heaven
I die to confuse you
Written by K. Beck, R. Mutz
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Angel
03:09
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5. Angel
Angel with your wings brushing my face
Don’t stop them from doing
What would take years to erase
And you got all the parts that I’m dreaming of
And I knew when I called you’d come
Angel with the moon in your gaze
Don’t ever let it disappear
Keep it in there always
And you got all the parts that I’m dreaming of
And I knew when I called you’d come
And no I wouldn’t say that I did if I didn’t
But you know I would if I knew you cared
Just a little bit
To make me wait longer
Your shadow’s on the wall
But you’re not there at all
Angel with the clouds in your hair
You’re a sister to sadness
A friend to anywhere
And you got all the parts that I’m dreaming of
And I knew when I called you’d come
And no I wouldn’t say that I did if I didn’t
But you know I would if I knew you cared
Just a little bit
To make me wait longer
Your shadow’s on the wall
But you’re not there at all
Angel
Written by K. Beck, R. Mutz
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6. |
Things I’ll Never Have
04:38
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6. Things I’ll Never Have
When you get up
Count your feelings
Whisper to the room once or twice
I can’t stand what you do
Things I’ll never have
There’s no ceiling
On this obstacle
The object of opportunity
Young and wise
I can’t stand how you move
Things I’ll never have
CHORUS
Sometimes it’s so automatic
Sometimes I dream about you
Buried somewhere in the static
Sometimes I think it’s true
You’re dressed to love all these
Things I’ll never have
When I sit down I can feel it
It’s everywhere
It’s in everything you deny
I can’t stand what its left
Things I’ll never have
And I wish
That I was lucky
How your lucky eyes
Would still be lucky on ice
I can’t stand how you move
Things I’ll never have
CHORUS
When I sit down I can feel it
It’s everywhere
It’s in everything you deny
I don’t care what you do
Things I’ll never have
CHORUS
Written by K. Beck, R. Mutz
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Goodbye Quicksand
03:41
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7. Goodbye Quicksand
Heaven yawns and lights a candle to you
Sugars in your smile I can feel you
Just three steps to the light
And the castles in the sky
You call mine
She flutters in the corner of the room
Whispers through the shadows I can see you
And I know I’m alive
By the power I derive
In your eyes
But then just where were you
You can’t stay here
Now really I don’t care
Goodbye quicksand I’m in
You can’t stay here
Now really I don’t care
And you say
Love will pass me by
And I’m not gonna cry
Just as clear and near as you are mine
Mysteries we climb then leave behind
To witness the bond
Between the dark and the light
Between you and I
But then just where were you
You can’t stay here
Now really I don’t care
Goodbye quicksand I’m in
You can’t stay here
Now really I don’t care
Written by K. Beck, R. Mutz
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Monsterpiece
02:53
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8. Monsterpiece
Kiss me on my lips
And tell me this is my last kiss
As I fall into your arms
I’ve finished with my Monsterpiece
Love me
And take my last breath from above me
And then I’ll fall into your arms
I’ve finished with my Monsterpiece
Take me home
And tell me this is my last kiss
I’ve finished with my Monsterpiece
Written by K. Beck
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