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Anywhere But Here
05:18
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Lay me down, down by the waters edge.
Sing to me as I sleep.
The song birds sing, “no rest for you weary men,”
And we won’t, we won’t cry no more.
I’ve been haunted, I’ve been haunted,
By myself, by my shadow all along
Please forgive me, for I won’t leave gently,
By your hand or my own two feet
I spend my time wishing my mind was
Anywhere but here
There never was any chance at all
That we could, we could save us both.
Broken bones will never mend for you
When you only seem to cause a break
The summer sun will ring it all anew
So that you can start all over again.
I hung my head down in my disbelief
Waiting for a moments pass
Thinking that your grave will always be mine
We fell so far and there’s no coming back
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We strolled upon the parapet
Flailing our arms, lest we forget
To look as the light in the attic
How it lingers on and on
The pages sing
Their little talks of how we will
Always lose this war
We’ll close our eyes
We’ll close our eyes until we both go blind
We will reprise
We will reprise these songs of the dead
We’ll bear it all
We’ll bear it all upon our shoulders
So they told me that death was death
Doesn’t matter of the things you’ve done
Just as long as you repent with your dying breath
And so you pray for sin
In the hopes that you are given
Everything you lust after
So I’d rather take the loneliness
If your heaven really does exist
Well I find that the abyss is more than wanting of me
“It’s not my fault”
That’s what you’ll say as you
Place all your blame onto them
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3. |
The Fall
03:19
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My bones have been aching
From the worry of it all
And the bagman he came calling
Just to preach to me The Fall
But oh it’s folly
And I won’t try
I won’t try
Again
All the stories never told
Doesn’t mean they didn’t happen
The rakes and kings and vagabonds
All seem to grovel at their feet
Wishing for something
More than fables
I never had been saintly
Just a coward tried and true
As he whispered oh so faintly
Tis of this day you’ll rue
But it’s folly
for I won’t care
I won’t care
At all
Their hands all seemed to grasp me
As I tumbled towards the ground
And they never would have believed
That I had planned it all
But it’s folly
For I will fall
I will fall
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Stories of a Madman
04:14
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Johnny he said
With a gun in his hand
He said “You’ll never understand
You will never understand, no”
I worked so damn hard
To be left in the cold
But you will never really know
You will never really know
These are the stories of a madman
Who thought he knew it all
This is how I perceive them ending
The call and cry of a man who would take my eyes
So place your barrel upon my chest
And pray you never have to hear the rest cry out
Woah, what have we done, what have we done
So pray to your god
It’s not as hard as you thought
The words will echo out
The words will echo out in vain
The look in their eyes
As you seek to take their life
Will you remember how they cried
Will you remember how they cried out
Is this what, what we’ve become
Taking from those, who had it all
Your smile it grew
Crooked through and through
The ghosts they’ll look on
The ghost they’ll look on
Forgive what you’ve done
Yet you claim I am wrong
I’ll see you wretch in your sleep
I’ll see you wretch in your sleep
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5. |
Rue This Day
04:24
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The ringing in your ears is us crying out
With a sound of such despise
So you think this is a game
But everytime I hear your name
I hear a name thats been compiled
And the guns rang out
The people hit the ground
without a sound
So what are you regrets
Did you ever, think it’d come to this?
Oh, you know I think you did
You will rue this day
Bag me up and watch me burn
We’ll have nothing left to say
As the walls come crashing
A wicked lying fool with nothing more to lose
Pleads for more than can be had
I can’t begin to count the days
That I held onto your past
So I lost until the end
So you will hold me down, down
Until the words will drown
Well oh no, so don’t you beg and plead
Did you ever think it’d come to this
Oh you know I think you did
The masses screaming oh
“Will you help to let us out”
Will shake the air in which you breath
The wicked heart that fills your chest
Will ask for a moment more to rest
When you are finally proven wrong
You will rue this day
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6. |
The Cost
04:03
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Mother sat me down upon her knee,
She said, You’ll never understand the cost
Of what it took to give and take and
Bury all the comrades that you’ve lost
Oh, we will fight
Until the dying light
And your ship, it will sway
From the mold and the decay
And this, is how your story ends
The rifles rang across the roaring sea
A shanty for the never dying dead
A tear for them, a sailor's song
And roses lain upon the angry blue
My Father’s Ghost it softly sang to me
Wisdom for the storm yet to come
The wind it whirled above the bow
Telling of the battles far gone fought
Friends they wept over my bodies grave
I said, no don’t you mourn for me
The war I fought was selfish still
Waves they took me down into the depths
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Empty Waiting Room
03:13
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I was staring, right through the plexiglass
The paper pills swore, you never once looked back
The music rang loud, above a dulles tone
The echos sang out, that this would be my home
How the drowning it did remain
The useless cries they all sound the same
And haunted faces line these walls
In your empty waiting room
The dashboard lights, they both sang in time
The precious air how, how it filled your lungs
A fool, a victim, built up by design
A painted picture, will it was long gone
A melody sung for the morning light
A parting glass that was drunk of spite
The letting go it never was easy
The loosening grips how they cease to be
In your empty waiting room
We sat about your waiting room
Well it was my waiting room
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The Beggar's Song
03:53
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End it all with the wave of a hand
Your wicked deeds to end the world of man
oh but I, I won’t fight
A sneer from me a lash or whip
A forget code, a break or slip
Oh but I, I won’t fight
And this is how the reaping goes
The never ending seeds that you will soe
Cloaked in the corner of the room
Well the dead they won’t wake too soon
And this, this is the Beggar’s song
A mangled fist flung towards the sky
A herald man, a stony cry
Oh but I, I will fight
You swore it was a simple plan
That this could save the world of man
Oh but I, I will fight
Fingers grasped around a neck
I never knew if it was you
Or was me
The demon stood before at last
Stared back, right through the glass
Oh, but I, I won’t fight
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Sit me down by the riverbank
Watch me heave and curl
The reaper comes for me
Begging of your jealousy
Knocking on the cold wood, sly
Nancy Malone oh let me die
On this January night
Grasping at the waves around
Sink or swim oh how you lie
A calming care look in your eye
Cursing your name I try
One day I’ll be gone
I’ll be long long gone
Rent souless on a summer night
You sat playing with a knife
Between your crooked teeth
Whistling your favorite tune
Hold your head up high
For your longing breath
Black your grave will be
You begged for death
And it came not a moment less
Enjoy your wicked company
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Crooks
04:47
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Zip me up in a body bag
Give me more than you think you had
Write me off as your compliment
And then zip me away
Break the story down as a simple kid
Peel it back like you think you did
A Scarecrow built without his limbs
Straw filled, but not within
I don’t need no
I don’t need nobody
So just leave me
So just leave me be
And just watch me
And just watch me slip away
Listen to me as I desperately
Try to hold onto my beliefs
A charleton built on revere
Oh how the gods have forsaken thee
Sympathy from the mezzanine
For the crooks built on lies through teeth
Better songs that they’ll never sing
Sung by rats who you’d not believe
A damning fool with a snaking tongue
Evil sleeps where you think there none
Nevermore will you ever say
Before they take you away
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11. |
In the Wake
05:26
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Sift through the little things
Wonder what the angels sing
Hear the bells begin to ring
And count your blessings short
She sat me down in Santa Fe
Peeled the pistol from my hand
Cleaned me up, a selfish man
And placed dirt upon my grave
And she said
Dry your eyes you knew this day would come
You squandered off the best of it
And now the worst can’t be undone
It’s no surprise you lay before me now
You filled your pockets with everything
And now the weight has worn you down
and I said
Don’t pray for me, for I
I will haunt you in the wake
Don’t pray for me, for I
Will haunt you in the wake
The world it took the best of me
What you love will never see
Filled my heart with lust for greed
And sent me on my way
So tell me where I went wrong
They’ll sing about my tale in song
There never was a worst of it
And so I never made it out
And Oh
I fell so fast as they shot me down
The shells rang out as they hit the ground
There never was a sweeter sound
As I smiled about my fate
So place your dimes upon my eyes
For this is how I wish to end
Not at the throes of a sick man's bed
But in a blaze of smoke and flame
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