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Slender
04:01
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SLENDER
there've been times when i wanted to fall down
there've been times when i thought i was all out
there've been times when i thought it was all so long ago
then i saw it was just a reflection
of another bad dream in the garden
it took me back, for a second, i thought i was all alone
but at the edge of the fog was an angel
she'd been standing there all of the time
at the edge of the fog was an angel
i can't bear to break this slender line
there've been times when i hid in the shadows
there've been times when i took it for something else
there've been times when i thought i was on some other road
then i heard that voice in the wild wind
talking like a ghost but i knew it was not then
another deal with the devil before i had to go
but at the edge of the fog was an angel
she'd been standing there all of the time
at the edge of the fog was an angel
i can't bear to break this slender line
there've been times when i dreamt of a way in
there've been times when i sang of the fire scars
there've been times when i shook it off and just let it go
then i knew it was all in my head
some rag-tag poet with his hand in my pot of gold
i took him out and i left him dead on the side of the road
but at the edge of the fog was an angel
she'd been standing there all of the time
at the edge of the fog was an angel
i can't bear to break this slender line
-2/8/13
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Between 8th And 9th
02:45
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BETWEEN 8th AND 9th
we've seen a million cars go rolling down those summer roads
we pacified our urge to flag them down
we ran the gauntlet, laughing all the way down to the row
where the piper robbed the pedlar of his crown
instead we took a walk around the town
just killin' time and wandering around
and dancing at the first sign of that sweet, sweet sound
mama, take a memo in the dirt out on the ground
we captured every ghost that haunted us throughout the years
we mocked them and reduced them all to tears
and missed our only chance to infiltrate all that he hears
we grabbed the wheel before they got to steer
instead we took a walk around the town
just killin' time and wandering around
and dancing at the first sign of that sweet, sweet sound
mama, take a memo in the dirt out on the ground
we knocked ourselves about and gave the poets room to shout
we pressed them for the truth, then took them out
they promised us a miracle but charged us at the spout
we turned around and left without a doubt
instead we took a walk around the town
just killin' time and wandering around
and dancing at the first sign of that sweet, sweet sound
mama, take a memo in the dirt out on the ground
-2/5/13
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3. |
Scissorcut
03:50
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SCISSORCUT
i got a dollar in my pocket
i got my foot on a hand grenade
it never meant much when i bought it
but you can see all the mess that it made
the diamonds in the doorway
and all the demons on the bench
i tricked the devil to see things your way
and then i blamed him for the stench
we took time out of the riot
to take a photo of the parade
in the dream i was a fighter pilot
but really i was just playing charades
you see, me, i don't really go for
all the blood and the glory and games
i'd sooner turn away than go to war
but if i go i'll be taking names
i took a breath and i made my exit
between the smoke and the mines and the maze
somehow i lost it when i nearly wrecked it
my lizard brain was calling the plays
i reawoke and i saw the sunrise
peeking from the hole in the lines of this cage
i know i saw it with my own eyes
sometimes it's fear that rebuttals the rage
i left my shoes out in the gutter
now the floor it is part of my feet
i tried to sing but i could hardly stutter
still it was a sound that was oh so sweet
i took the prize and i made my way out
of the maze, to somewhere far away
i never thought to picture what it was all about
i just planted myself to stay
-2/8/13
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HALFWAY TO THE MOON AND BACK
halfway to the moon and back
we got a ball and jack, we got the slack
and a wandering tide
gimme gimme just a piece of mind
i'm like a fall guy, i don't mind
i'm taking my time, time
my sweet sweet time
i'm staring down the barrel
for the first time
wondering why, why
i don't know why
i'm here, wasting time again
halfway to the moon and back
i ain't looking back into the
deep and the devious black
so wack, i'm going right back
right back to the scene of the crime
yeah, you look so fine
like a seraphim stumbling
across that line, so fine, so fine
now i know why i'm wasting time again
jumping at the gun's no fun
when you got the time
and staring at the sun's
gonna make you blind
halfway to the moon and back
we got the black jack, and a case
of the blue light
hard sell, you just can't tell
if it's gold or another cold
cheap farewell
oh well, oh well, you just can't tell
to late to get bent or raise hell, raise hell
oh well, doh, you just don't know
why i'm wasting time again
-2/8/13
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FORWARD TO THE SUN
time and time again we find
we're hanging from the horse's blind
again
beneath the banks of memories
to the brittle, broken, brothers
of the wind
like castanets, we slack and clack
and wait until they bring us back
the one road, forward to the sun
forward to the sun
forward to the ones
who make and break our stride
don't shake it up, don't stay inside
don't hide out
like the ones we're always going on about
forward, cried the jailer in the sky
we never thought to wonder why
we sit our spell and then erode
complaining that the road is far too wide
still the traffic snarls, and it's gnarled up
the clown sits sipping from his cup
there's platinum in the wine
forward to the sun
forward to the ones
who make and break our stride
don't shake it up, don't stay inside
don't hide out
like the ones we're always going on about
tiny, like the drops of rain
cascading down this ancient window pane
yet enormous like this chorus
singing out the gospel in a broken chain
where the links are sometimes lost
behind the bullets and the frost
exhausting time, now
forward to the sun
forward to the ones
who make and break our stride
don't shake it up, don't stay inside
don't hide out
like the ones we're always going on about
-2/8/13
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Chris Anderson Alexandria, Virginia
Chris is a wildly prolific songwriter who has hovered among the outskirts of the music world for over 30 years. On his own
label, Flying Dachshund Music, Chris has released 154 CDs, 96 of them being full-length albums. That's just the tip of the iceberg and there are no signs of stopping. Ever.
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