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Yellowstone
03:45
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I can feel it in me like a geyser in Yellowstone
Wouldn’t say that it’s still haunting me but it’s there like a stink in the mold
And I want it - I want it
I need it - I need it
So bring me home - bring me home
Maybe you saw it in me though I try to keep it close to the bone
Maybe you want it from me though you know you ought to leave it alone
But you want it - you want it
You need it - you need it
So bring me home - bring me home
I can feel it in me like a geyser in Yellowstone
Wouldn’t say that it’s still haunting me but it’s there like a stink in the mold
How was I supposed to know it would put me at ease?
How was I supposed to know it would cost such a fee?
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Black bark, yellow leaves
I do not know what you need
Autopilot we’ve been on
Always running, I’m always tired
I’ve been treating you so bad
I’ve been seeing things all wrong
I can love you better than this
Came to the city as the leaves were dying
A rock in my throat and we’re always fighting
You’ve got a sadness bigger than we knew
I spin it into panic, how’re we ever gonna get through?
Time is always moving too fast
And I’m always moving too slow
Should we be out on the road?
Should I have made more of a home?
I’ve been treating you so bad
I’ve been seeing things all wrong
I can love you better than this
Black bark, yellow leaves - I do not know what you need
White walls, second floor - take us back to how we were before
Fake, faded flowers - done up in that godly manner
Brooklyn, early fall - did we come here just to stall?
Black bark, yellow leaves - I do not know what I need
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Bullets
06:06
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I’ve been thinking ‘bout the eagle you painted for your grandfather
I’ve been thinking ‘bout your new room with the white walls at the shelter
I’ve been thinking ‘bout the bullies that’ll keep you from going back to highschool
And I’ve been thinking ‘bout your red hair - you never looked us in the eyes
I want to tell you that it’s all gonna get better
I want to tell you that it’s all gonna get easier
I want to tell you that it’s all gonna get better
I want to tell you that it’s all gonna get easier
You took the car and the two kids and you left him in the mountains
I know you’re tired of the same shit and the money keeps disappearing
I really didn’t realize how hard you’ve been struggling
I really didn’t realize how alone you’ve been - how lonely
Do you think it’s gonna be alright?
Do you think it’s gonna be alright?
God I hope it’s gonna be alright
God I hope it’s gonna be alright
I’ve got a list it’s been growing since I was thirteen years old
And you told me what your brother did
I’ve got a list it’s got strangers and fathers
And guys from around our town
And every single name still hits me in the gut - like a bullet in the gut
Yeah every single name still hits me in the gut - like a bullet in the gut
Yeah every single name still hits me in the gut - like a bullet in the gut
Yeah every single name still hits me in the gut - like a bullet in the gut
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Lupins
04:29
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Lupins on the road and sorrow in the north
You’ve been hanging on a dream for so long
Got an aching heart in Montreal
Didn’t think it’d be so hard to let him love you
I see you there
I can feel you
I have arms to hold you but I haven’t words
Come on to me now
Let me hold you
There’s a softness here I’ve taken down my walls
Blood is in the south and fire in the west
High fever in the eyes of the beholder
Calloused is the skin and weathered is the heart
There are things you didn’t want to get used to
I see you there
I can feel you
I have arms to hold you but I haven’t words
Come on to me now
Let me hold you
There’s a softness here I’ve taken down my walls
Take it to a mountain - take it to the sea
Take it to the one who knew you in your darkness
Put it down on paper - put it in a song
Distill the desperation from your anger
Can you see me now?
Can you feel me?
I have tried to take it on but I am tired
Come on to me now
Will you hold me?
There’s a softness here I’ve taken down my walls
There’s a softness here I’ve taken down my walls
There’s a softness here I haven’t any walls
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Soft Place to Land
03:54
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You wanted something real?
Ah then let me show you something real real
You wanted something good?
Ah then let me show you something good good
You wanted something right
Let me be right with you
Let me treat you right
Has it been too long
Since somebody really saw saw saw you?
Has it been too long
Since you let somebody know know know you?
Has it been too long
Has it been too long since you had someone to love you?
Since you had someone to love
I can’t be your saving grace
I can’t keep you from the racing of your mind
And the heavy hand of time
But I can be the one that gives you a soft place to land
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Blueprint
01:17
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Jersey City boy
On the rooftop cool in the city
Hot headed in the night
Got a burning for a good way forward
Got a fire in his eye
Jesuit school and daddy is a doctor
Nanny in the attic and Johnny’s got cancer
Mama’s got five kids
You’ve got asthma
Take it to the shore
Just a benny on the beach with a hard cut style
Another restless kid on the Avon mile
Hail Marys and Rock and Roll
Springsteen is gonna save your soul
You’ve got the spark that’ll start this fire
And everywhere I go there you are
I can feel it in my blood - there you are
What a restless soul - what a heart on fire
I wanna take it there - I wanna find you here
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Requiem
04:57
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Ten years a requiem
Can I let it go now?
And all the things lost
Can I let them go now?
Can I let them go now?
Can I let them go?
I held your suffering
I didn’t want it!
I got a tough skin
I didn’t want it!
I didn’t want it
I didn’t want it
The salt is thickest at the bottom of the sea
I know it - see my tongue I have licked it!
I followed you down to the bottom of the sea
I grew gills, my blood thickened
I gotta tough skin
I gotta tough skin
Ten years a reckoning
Are we in the clear now?
And every word spent
Are we in the clear now?
Are we in the clear now?
Are we in the clear?
I gotta tough skin
I gotta tough skin
From the moment that I heard
Like a blueprint in my blood
It was comin’ like Biblical flood
I know it’s not the way we wanted it to be
But still the waters rose in that imminent sea!
I gotta tough skin
I gotta tough skin
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Homecoming Queen
04:39
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Just your standard Homecoming Queen
Just a loony bin hero
She goes hot for the artists and sweet for her mama
You love her when she’s manic
You hate it when she’s sad
Were you looking for a gilded saint?
Some kind of poet? A prophet?
To lead you to the water in the night?
She’ll show you the way though it won’t be the only way
You’ll follow her there though it won’t be easy
And then when she’s gone you’ll cast her in porcelain
Then you’ll put her portrait down in chalk pastel
She was busy tripping on cracks in the pavement
You took her photo in the candlelight so you’d remember her smooth
It ain’t what we thought it would be
It ain’t what was promised
The walls and the ceiling were solid but the ground was hollow
Yeah we wanted a father
We got a revolution
You can blame it on the medication
You can blame it on the institution
He was aching for more than was given
We could see it in his eyes
He showed us the way though it wasn’t the only way
We followed him there though it wasn’t easy
And then when he was gone we cast him in porcelain
Then we put his portrait down in chalk pastel
He was busy tripping on cracks in the pavement
We took his photo in the candlelight so we’d remember him smooth
Tell again that American dream
The storybook version
The one with the early risers in the cul de sac
All it needed was a songbird
What a pretty tune
Sweet cantata in the morning light
A little love song for your delight
Yet you find yourself straining to hear the hallelujah in the night
In the night...
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Dreamer
03:38
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Are we just feelin’ our age?
Baby, is this when we should be thinking ‘bout a mortgage?
Did you always want a garage?
Should we be considering the spacing of the children?
What if they want to go to college?
Maybe if we’re lucky one of them will be a doctor
Me, I always knew the arts were hopeless from the get go
But baby we’ve been working so hard
I would never throw the towel in
What a mess though
I’ve been wanting it - dreamer
I thought I needed it - dreamer
Boy I’m fighting for it - dreamer
What a dream - what a goddamn dream!
Tried to make a go in the big smoke baby
Working in a kitchen for eleven bucks an hour
Hanging on a tip at the night club honey
Top 40 hits and bottle service money
You’ve got what it takes - you just need some more exposure!
We’ve got what you need - can you keep your composure?
‘Cause you’ve been wanting it - dreamer
You thought you needed it - dreamer
Boy you’re fighting for it - dreamer
What a dream - what a goddamn dream!
Is it true what the uncles say:
Dreams are for the young?
Everybody’s getting stiff tryna get rich!
You wouldn’t like me like that - you wouldn’t like it!
I wouldn’t want you like that - I wouldn’t want it!
‘Cause, we’ve been wanting it - dreamer
We thought we needed it - dreamer
Boy we’re fighting for it - dreamer
You’ve been wanting it - dreamer
You thought you needed it - dreamer
Boy you’re fighting for it - dreamer
I’ve been wanting it - dreamer
I thought I needed it - dreamer
Boy I’m fighting for it!
What a dream - what a goddamn dream!
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