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Next Constellation
02:30
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I ain't been myself, since the birds flew down south and the land began to feel real cold again. I've been working till I'm raw, abiding by the law, and mostly doing the best somebody can.
But o man! Yeah, the seasons just turn into themselves -- no moving! I guess I need more information because I'm slow-moving, waiting on the perfect constellation for the next time.
When you're tangled on the vine love might pass you by, but it comes again the blooming you ain't seen quite yet. I could venture me a guess about how it all would end, but it's not the end we're living for, it's the moment after the next.
O man! Yeah, the seasons just turn into themselves -- no moving! I guess I need more information because I'm slow-moving, waiting on the perfect constellation for the next time.
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Merry-Go-Round
02:06
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Slow down, little merry-go-round. I'm too close and I'm too dizzy now. Your love -- it always comes back around...then I go right back to the start, and up on the merry-go-round.
Slow down, don't you go anywhere! But when I jump off, there'll be nobody who's there. This ride to a station with no riders near. Guess I'll head right back to the start, up on the merry-go-round.
But if you slow down, I can speak without fear right to you, hold no secret my dear. Your love -- it seems to me crystal and clear. Why don't you go then, revolving slow, up on the merry-go-round?
And slow down, don't you go anywhere.
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Extra Extra
01:50
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Sense
02:34
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Absent Soul
03:39
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Blaze like magma, rock of a new isle
Blood and water, see what you've forgotten
And seek the darkness off the range line
Trail on tiptoes, I'm stalked by shadows
I'm a hot steam walker, just see what you've forgotten
Taste the sun and sage so splendid
Oh, I crawl on my hands and knees, I'm an absent soul -- damn my walking legs
They won't run after anything -- just some absent soul, damn my walking legs... they're too much for me
Washed from memory, stranded in anyplace
Eons either way, a sorrow beyond the dream is calling out across the twilight
Rambling no one, know no bedtime
Young hitchhiker, why so frightened
By the darkness off the range line?
And I crawled on my hands and knees, I'm an absent soul -- no walking legs
And no running after anything just like the absent souls, damn you're walking legs
And I crawled on my hands and knees like an absent soul -- oh no walking legs!
No one strives after anything-- you're all just absent souls, damn you're walking legs!
You're too much for me... too much for me
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Time is out of joint, and my dear there ain't no point in
Crossing off days and planning on tomorrow's states
Like you'd change! As if nature ever changes! Then two you could be, Somebody nobody ever sees
Totally off the record, working overtime.. the devil gonna find a man who's busy and silly and lead him to the promised land once and a while
The devil is a man like me and he don't mind if your hands are free
He'll say look upon my worth, it kept me so busy so long
There was fury in my song, but there was loving in my heart
Now, where has it gone?
Totally off the record, working overtime.. the devil gonna find a man who's busy and silly and lead him to the promised land once and a while
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