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1. |
Merging Skies
03:53
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MERGING SKIES
hold me close
sing to me
of merging skies
emerging
from imaginary eyes
it's nothing
that you'd want to hide
-5/8/08
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Little Lines
03:31
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LITTLE LINES
these little lines
we see them all inside
and it's time and it's time
to leave them all behind
these little lines
erase what's done, it's done
and we move and we breathe
in true deniability
this will is crushed
as we roll over the mountain
just a push, a worthy pull
the wisest is the fool
who stops to shake off
the remnants of the war
and they move, and they move
like they never moved before
a fact's a fact, jack
and we're never going back
to the places where we’d run
when that old man dropped the bomb
we're looking out for
the creases in the wire
and the ones who act like god
are the ones left in the fire
we're turning out now
and turning on the white
it's like a screen, so new and clean
like there's nothing in between
but what is right
when the others take their time
to move and breathe
and stamp their feet
in true deniability
these little lines
we see them all inside
and it's time and it's time
to wrestle with the light
these little lines
erase what's done, it's done
and we move and we breathe
in true deniability
-2/7/08
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3. |
Magenta Rose
04:22
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MAGENTA ROSE
magenta rose
these fingers cultivating
we feel it underneath our nose
through will of steel
it's like an army graveyard
the way it looks is all too real
stepping out to the roundabout
singing "we all had a good time then"
on the cusp of something happening, yeah
magenta rose
sore eyes are ever healing
you can see her tremble as she grows
through the ice and snow
or in this arid kingdom
of roots and wires down below
stepping out to the roundabout
singing "we all had a good time then"
on the cusp of something happening, yeah
magenta rose
fool's gold is never weaker
than these majestic highs and lows
that make us whole
when we feel so concentrated
on the outer reaches of our souls
stepping out to the roundabout
singing "we all had a good time then"
on the cusp of something happening, yeah
-2/7/08
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4. |
Did You Even Try?
03:35
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DID YOU EVEN TRY?
we took the long way back
through the sullen wind and rain
we gathered all of the facts
and laid them out on the dash
we were all so brave
but then you withered
and you said goodbye
with little talk
and even less of a cry
did you even try?
did you even try?
it's a hopeless situation
and i'm just sitting there
alone as you said
well i don't know what i want
from you, anyway
we left it out in the car
and made our way to the bar
for the seventh time
you had your feet on the floor
and one eye on the door
like you would take the prize
and when they called you out
you feigned surprise
as they all laughed about
the look in your eyes
did you even try?
did you even try?
it's like something from a movie
that nobody saw
so we all laughed and said
well i don't know what i want
from you, anyway
time has a funny way
of showing you the way
we stumbled back to the car
acting like rock stars
from another time
and when we hit the back wall
we saw nothing at all
except the sweet sublime
i heard you mutter
it was all a big lie
before you whimpered
and you closed your eyes
did you even try?
did you even try?
we just lied alone in quietutde
and listened to the rain
as we died
i don't know what i want
from you, anyway
-2/25/08
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5. |
Paradise
17:30
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PARADISE
I:
look into the wind
you'll see the dust
in the middle of the
interstate
where the truckers
and the bikers and
the cops all argue
with the wait
and the crackle
of the pavement
leaves you waiting
for the chance to
reawaken
it's such a negative
living on the road
in the morning
is a bell that let's
you know about
the movement
of the second hand
when it rings
you must believe
but never leave
or you will miss
the best you ever had
and the crackle
of the fire in the
barrel is enough
to send you off
to sleep
it's a godsend
being home in bed
where's all the time
we used to have?
we toss it out and turn
away from the sun
and like a diamond
in a hole
we keep it hidden
from the rest of the world
this paradise is all we've got
II:
in the evening of the well
another wish
another penny
on the waterbed
to wish
you must believe
but to believe
you must consider
everything you said
it's like a cannon
or a fountain
of intentions
where the worst
is not the finish line
it's a fine line
waiting for the storm
a subtle word
a noble glance
another chance
to do it well
or do it all again
the prize is not the end
but what a price
we pay for living
in our second skin
it's a tease
the way that we
ignite the sparrow
for the everlasting
revelry
to bring it all home
and lose it
all again
where's all the poison
from their minds
we stir it up and serve it
all the time
and like a rabbit in a hat
we disappear in turn
imagine that
this paradise is all we've got
III:
to believe it's not the end
we'll never leave or fall away again
imagine it's imagination
crawling on your skin
we take a dive
to wrestle with these thoughts again
we do our best to take it on the chin
imagine it's imagination
crawling on your skin
we take a dive
to dream of arrows, curves, and bends
we keep it moving so it never has to end
imagine it's imagination
crawling on your skin
we take a dive
IV:
another mark
another score
we saw the angel
and the devil
sleeping on the floor
it's a scenic revolution
where the truth is
that there nothing
really anymore
if the wisest of the
fools is still a fool
well who is wise
and what's she waiting for?
it's a long haul
from the attic
to the cellar door
it's con
well, some may say
but it's the only way
we make it though
the everyday
we're turning on
and turning off
and reinventing
all the wheels and light
to light our way
when the burden
is too great
we reconsider
and we turn
and find another gate
we improvise it
and we close our eyes
and welcome it
if she's the one we've waited for
we'll hang a sign up
on the last blue door
and if she's still there, on the floor
we'll close our eyes and lay
and wait for more....
-3/3/08
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6. |
Loose Cannon
03:13
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LOOSE CANNON
you're like a loose, loose cannon
in the way that you shake
in the way that you move
and you kick us awake
you're like a loose, loose cannon
and you take and you take
in the shadow of the morning
when the cold night breaks
it's a feat just to move past
the diamond and the die cast
comfort of the candle
and the splinters of the mast
to break for a moment
or get underneath our skin
it's like we're never home
it's just the way we beat the wind
when the barrel and the chime
scrape the ferile, futile crime
and the liars on parade
barely know they got it made
to watch the world spin
or get underneath our skin
it's like we crossed the line
just trying to get back in
it's a con, a constant push
to strip the branches off the burning bush
it's a crush, it's a crush
when we're dancing in the aura
of the burning bush
in the december of our days
when nothing's left there, in our way
we spin the gun around
and cut them down in eighty ways
and the tv heads all laugh
and they dissect with a new spin
and the only thing that you can do
is to do it all over again
you're like a loose, loose cannon
in the way that you shake
in the way that you move
and you kick us awake
you're like a loose, loose cannon
and you take and you take
in the shadow of the morning
when the cold night breaks
-3/29/08
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STANDING ON THE FENCE THAT DIVIDES LOVE AND HATE
we're standing on the fence
that divides all the love and the hate
in the world
we're staring at the arrow
that points to the ones who must wait
for the world
we're standing on the fence
that divides love and hate
in the world
we must remember, then
to keep it well within our skin
we must remember, then
to take it out before it spins
and if everyone behaves
we might save it
til it comes around again
we're standing on the fence
that divides all the love and the hate
in the world
we're staring at the arrow
that points to the ones who must wait
for the world
we're standing on the fence
that divides love and hate
in the world
we must consider it
and think about the coming age
we must consider it
and not just wait til they engage
and if everyone behaves
we might avoid the shit
that puts us at this stage
we're standing on the fence
that divides all the love and the hate
in the world
we're staring at the arrow
that points to the ones who must wait
for the world
we're standing on the fence
that divides love and hate
in the world
call it for one - and you better hold us to it
tango for two - and there's no reason not to do it
three for the floor, and the four sends us
off, for the door
we must remember, then
to hit the lights before we speak
we must remember, then
to feed off others, than the meek
and if everyone behaves
then perhaps we won't
be so weak
we're standing on the fence
that divides all the love and the hate
in the world
we're staring at the arrow
that points to the ones who must wait
for the world
we're standing on the fence
that divides love and hate
in the world
-3/21/08
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8. |
A Thousand Heels Abound
03:42
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A THOUSAND HEELS ABOUND
lookin' out
to see a captain on the rise
he takes his hand
and folds in the ground
and pulls it up
with all the salt from ebbing tides
he takes it in
and waits awhile to fly
a thousand heels abound
holding still
await the fire and the fog
it breaks the will
and stops the sqeaky wheel
we took our time
while the others pushed it on
to take the wine
and sing an old work song
a thousand heels abound
waiting out
while the rain washes it out
to start again
in someone else's work-out skin
it's like a ride
between the eras of all time
it's all the same
and nothing gonna change
a thousand heels abound
-2/25/08
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9. |
Seachanges
05:56
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SEACHANGES
all good things must come to an end sometimes
all that still glitters is gold, sometimes
these ghosts still walk in the garden, sometimes
and the sea's still partial to parting sometimes
we're casting away
for 10,000 days in the wind
heed the signs in the way
if you barely can see, just pretend
you look so good in that dress, my friend
what you can't see, you can never believe, sometimes
when they say that it's free, it really is free, sometimes
when they call for a storm, it's only a trickle sometimes
and the first of three wishes is really the last, sometimes
we're casting away
for 10,000 days in the wind
heed the signs in the way
if you barely can see, just pretend
you look so good in that dress, my friend
oh, chilly water
oh, the salt in the air
it's over there
right there
all good things must come to an end sometime
all we imagine is barely the truth sometimes
the moon is not so keen in the sky, sometimes
and the sea's still partial to rising sometimes
we're casting away
for 10,000 days in the wind
heed the signs in the way
if you barely can see, just pretend
you look so good in that dress, my friend
-2/25/08
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10. |
Keepin' On
02:24
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KEEPIN' ON
out the door, she's running loose
she has no shoes or even an excuse
the blues she lives is just enough
to pull me in
this wine can make some merry times
and mary turns right on a dime
to follow all the signs from here
to who knows when
and sometimes, in the garden
it's our part to let it grow and grow
we feel the measure of our souls
recede away
this time is not like other times
no time to waste, no time to shine
it's time to break loose from the reins
and face the day
to watch and wait and wish and feel
to give away when others steal
a piece of every puzzle
that we lost today
and sometimes in the dark
we best reflect the way we used to talk
and any one of those is just the same as this
we sit around and wait for treasure
expectations in our heads
we feel the pull but manage to
resist the push
and as we sit, the time goes by
faster than we blink our eyes
this great commotion's not enough
to make it shine
and if, at first, we reconsider
everything we ever did
it's not to say that anything
would ever change
so we keep it up as we've been keeping
on and on, we keep on keeping
on and on, we keep on keeping on...
-2/7/08
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11. |
Saving Face
04:52
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SAVING FACE
sometimes we all lose sight of the ground
as our footsteps drag us on and on and on
we hear it as it crackles through the air
and settles in the mud between our ears
it portrays itself as deified madness
but somewhere in the shuffle, all the point is lost
the word out on the street is that we all should be so glad
that we've managed to get this far, at that cost
sometimes, as the words come flying forth
only then do we collect our thoughts
from the most ridiculous to profound
entangled in a mighty verbal knot
it caters to our whims, every time the hammer drops
and every time we think we feel at ease
from east to west, we know what's best
and at least we think we know how to please
sometimes we forget how to speak
and sometimes it's the poet at fault
sometimes we feel ourselves weaken
sometimes we are ground to a halt
sometimes we lose what we're seeking
and sometimes we brave the assualt
sometimes we deny our intent
the time it takes to build a better thought
while the jokers perform their sad, old routine
and fall over lines overwrought
it feels like that chilly and wind-beaten day
when harrison gave his address
in the way that we feel it, down deep in our soul
what is valid is anybody's guess
-2/28/08
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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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