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Whatever Happened
04:40
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Whatever happened to the older, lovely tortuous days?
Whatever happened, I don't know but somehow they have swayed
And though it seems a bit peculiar, I think I wanted it this way
Whatever happened to the wondering dreams from where you came?
Whatever happened I don't know but somehow they have changed
And though you can trace it with your finger,
There's no time can ever return where it's been
It's been an odd ride making from what was
To where that we were aimed
That is now what we have become
It's been an age of taking what we can
Just to know from where we stand,
What we are and how we'll end
It's been a hard time hoping for a say,
Between the dreaming that we praise,
That we will end up where they came from
Whatever happened to the young boy who, smiling, wore my name?
Whatever happened, I don't know but he is no longer the same
But if you look between the break,
You'll see he hasn't gone away
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North American Stranger
03:15
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He was a North American stranger in some North American town,
Had all the money anybody could need, watched it fall from whatever he found
He was a young and delicate savior in some tailors wanting arms,
Thought she could build from everything he was seeing but didn't care much for what he did
Ah, but he kept his hopes held on, fell into another strange fortune
While all the people who could see him worked on making their ideas
Out of all of the things that he'd already won
He was a North American angel in his north North American tower,
Had all the women any man could've dreamed, but didn't care much for what they were seeing
He had a good friend worked as an artist she said nothing real could last
When every image everybody believed was forced to look as good as it can
And then she pulled each of the layers away
Showed him how each of them were painted and changed
So every person looked exactly the same and untouchably farther away from the real thing
He couldn't stop himself from seeing his face,
Thinking if he would try to take it away
Would people look and talk at him as if he
Was another man and how different he would have been
He was a North American stranger in his foreign distant land
Trying to tell his friends of what he had seen, but no one seemed to give a damn
It was a strange and delicate angle that he pushed with weighted hand.
If all he was had come from how he was seen then he didn't care much for what he had
Ah but he kept his hopes held on
Found some other place with a folk that want
Not to have to go to war with how a body’s shape is all a person's ever really known for
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Even if we don't get along, I'm gonna stand up tall
I'm gonna stick to my own way
Even if we don't need each other
we can speak with each other, we can move together.
Even if we go and fall to pieces
at least we'll see that one another's pieces
are all made of the same beliefs and
even if that leads us into something we think
is gonna take what we love
to somewhere that we'll never find,
It's just like dreams where you're dying
that make us jump and defend our lives
Oh, against our pillows, partners, husbands or our wives.
Even if we don't get along, I'm gonna stand up tall
I'm gonna stick to my own way
Even if you go and lose your patience
making nasty statements talking total nonsense
I'm gonna take what you say,
and understand you've lost your mind
All in the name of the way
you thought you had to protect your kind
Oh, but it ain't so easy when you watch the news sometimes
Who would ever want to have to believe
that after living in a way they came to know so well
with people talking in the way that they've always
And then suddenly the words that were are all fragile,
messed up, the kind of the words you need to lock away and never say
because they might could go and make war one day
But nothing else around you’s actually changed
It's all the terror as it were but under some new name
I know my people aren't bad, it's just that language takes its time.
Yes, all of the cultures of man, have had to reconcile with how and why
Even if we don't get along, I'm gonna stand up tall,
I'm gonna stick to my own way.
Even if we don't need each other
We can move together, don't have to hurt each other.
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My Lips, My Tongue
04:21
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My lips, my tongue, my hopeless fun,
My wandering eyes receive
The look you leave,
Watch what you say, watching the way
You'll never go away from here
I talk with fingers, talk with hair,
Talk pictures dancing through the air
Like an old fashioned nursery lamp
And I know that you can see it too,
So let's watch as they go their way
To the dreams that we were both talking that day
They're gonna show us something,
Somewhere where we'll both be together
Leaning over, your soft hair
Makes a slow pass at my face there.
I can feel as your words move
From your lips down to my forehead
And you're talking you love how
What you feel now has no words for it
Yes, I've been loved by other women
Who've said a lot of such lovely, lovely things
But it's you in my arms after all of their talk
and it's all just talk thinking how this feels
Like my shivering heart bending when hands land on my cheeks
And you look calmly into my eyes
And you’re talking you hate me, how you're crazy, all night thinking
How we're always together now.
Take what you may,
I know today I'll never go away from here.
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5. |
The Break 1
00:32
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Well I've got my people, got my hands,
I've got my fingers and my stances,
I got no other way that I can be
So take me or leave me cause I will be me
And lately i've been feeling like i'm on my own
Focusing on the words of people older than I am
Saying wisdom is often first seen as misfortune
And with these lonely days filled with longing that you think you need so badly,
To simply get my way seems the only thing that'll make me happy
But I know better than that because I, I'm...
Not that young and I’ve learned enough that by now I should know these things
I have never known a person going through their days
Where every moment was the way that they had planned,
Only that the people I look up to see every wind as something different
And even though you know so well the things that you desire,
They must be looked at like the weather where it stands,
Because it does what it wants but always ends up something different
And so these lonely days that you've come to hate
Can be the things that break you
Or you can chose to say, if I don't get my way
Despite the twists of fate, I'm gonna live today
And as the times they change and do as they were made
To be along their way and leave me as they came,
I will respectfully tip my hat and stay
Thanking everything and then simply saying
That even though it's so
It's so unusual..
I will happily continue being like the winds from whence I came
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7. |
The Ordinary Line
03:21
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I walk my walk, make thoughts, work in it,
I talk the chalk word dust,
Whatever it was is gone because my words are worthless here on these strange ears
I sip my beer, make clear and peaceful attempts at peers,
What's real and speaks to me but I'm met with,
"Man, how weird, is that hair real?" And they're serious...
And it's the ordinary line, the ordinary line
Yes it's the ordinary line that I can't seem to find
I read and seething, plead with whoever's near me
Or can hear the talk of the news, the times, and great divides
That fuel our fears and warp our minds
But what surprises me is not that we can't agree,
It's most beliefs come from Facebook pages and all the smut
That is there smeared and all they hear
And it’s the ordinary line, the ordinary line
Yes it's the ordinary line that I can't seem to find
One of these days, I’m gonna move on from the idiot refrain
That has to stalk and follow me in every place I seem to be
Whenever I step from my crowded little bubble
Oh and it’s my thought and you know what I mean,
It’s what some words can do.
And if our talk breeds another failure, I can only talk to you of
People terrified of what they can't brand "me, mine"
And it's the ordinary line, the ordinary line
Yes it's the ordinary line that I can't seem to find
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My brother tried to kill me and leave me for dead
But I survived with only a hole in my head
I can’t think very well but from what I understand
Is it’s my mind that’s fucked up because that’s all he said
He says brother, believe me
The words that you toss to the sky don’t mean nothing
Stop talking, stop crying
You’re better off taking yourself somewhere
I can’t hear you and your idiot words as they pile high
My brother tried to tell me his intentions were good
He felt sorry when his girl questioned why must he hurt
And go after my jugular just for some words
Saying your clumsiness is ugliness
And this’ll help you to learn
And then he jabs with intentions to stab at the back of my brain
And I just keep looking for a reason why
My brother tried to kill me and leave me for dead
But I survived with only a hole in my head
I can’t think very well but from what I understand
Is it’s my mind that’s fucked up because that’s all he said
He says "Emanuel I think the words that fall cross for me
Can easily be changed to help with your problem
So come on and be more like the way that I am "
And I said "no thank you, have a good one,
Maybe next Christmas instead"
My brother tried to kill me
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9. |
The Break 2
00:52
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Take me from the west wind, terrible and silent
Kicking up, the wake swells up in the back and you're out
Staring at the night sky, watching the clouds
And picturing another way
As you move together slowly to the south
Take me from the west wind, heavy like a siren
Reaching from a young man's perch in the fire
And working for another day, holding on to anything
That’ll move towards whatever'll pull you out
Lying down as the wind moves on with the sun to another day
Stepping out of the downward spiral of something you used to say
That it's easy
Easy? Why would it be so easy
Living life in somebody's arms that needs to see me
And have me each minute that they're pleasing
With a mugshot and a simple bio?
Yeah believe me, yeah believe me, I'll own the life I'm leading
And when the cloud becomes the storm I'll have deleted
But will hold the things I’ve worked for
Take me from the west wind, terrible and silent
Kicking up, the wake swells up in the back and you're out
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11. |
Silly Little Heart
02:52
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Honey, I don't mean to pry,
I understand how it can be
And if you need a little time
You won't find trouble here with me
And I just came to tell you why
I've been behaving like I have
And I know you don't want to fight,
So please know that either do I
It’s just that, I've got this heavy little heart
And it's been that way for all my life
And now it feels like it needs you but you can't go so far
So quickly, so...
I just need for you to know
That I know exactly how you're feeling
‘Cause I have been that way before
And I would never want to be the person who
Takes his silly little heart
And thinks because he
Has some feelings
He needs to force what he believes that he is needing
When all I need is to know you're doing what you're wanting
And that when your ready
You will find the silly heart
That's only ever wanted yours.
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12. |
Atlantic Ocean
04:33
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Hold me close ‘fore I go away
Across the Atlantic Ocean
I’ve been hoping that I could stay
But we both know that can’t happen
Well the last thing I knew,
I was talking to whoever
Needed my song or my sorrow
And then turning with a face
In some tortuous faith
That I needed but that I couldn’t hold on to
Thinking I’ll be gone in another year
Across the Atlantic Ocean
When all I want has to stay right here
And all I can think of
Is how I’m leaving
From the ghosts of your room
On the coast of Barcelona
You imagined that
We could manage this
And I tried my best to believe that
And we can search for a meaning
Like some dream that made you cry
Or some color that you spoke of
But maybe it’s just that sometimes
You’ve gotta hold me close ‘fore I go away
Across the Atlantic Ocean
And I’ve been hoping that I could stay
But we both know
It’s not supposed to be that way
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13. |
Take What You Will
04:56
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Take what you will but promise me that
You will leave me with more than you gave
Because you didn't give anything
And I'd like to hold onto some of my face
And I know that it's not a delicate flower
Or the prettiest thing that has been,
But I've grown quite fond of the thing
And plan on continuing using it
So I'll open my door just a little bit more
For to give you the room that you need,
Just don't let the door go and hit you
Where the good Lord split you
When you finally take your leave
It's funny how it seems to get the things you need
The only thing to do is let go of something
And almost every time it's something you were hiding
Just because you thought you had to protect what you worked for
But that's not the best thing to do
No, you've got to believe
That sometimes what you need is gonna find you
And so the love that went wrong in terrible saga
That was loosed by the cannons of blame
Should show you by now that you should change
Your reason for staying and holding so close to that thing
And hopefully now the unusual flower
And the person that you look to blame
Will release you and teach you
And cease to mistreat you
And make peace with the things that you gave
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Emanuel and the Fear Brooklyn, New York
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