1. |
Horses
05:09
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I've got selfish faith
in your warm-palmed hands
keeper of so many things
I thought you'd understand
oh oh oh oh
here it comes
now we stay awake
and our hearts beat slow
learning how to run in place
you thought I would know
oh oh oh oh
here it comes
oh, when it comes
I wish you didn't have to hate your life
I wish you would just hold me the right way
every time I see your face these 6 white horses in my veins
they start running they start running on again
I really wasn't crying but you didn't believe me
just a mascara stain on your white t-shirt
I really wasn't crying and I wish you'd believe me
I wish you would just hold me the right way
but every time I see your face these 6 white horses in my veins
they start running they start running on again
I'm in love I'm in love with the wrong way
I'm in love with doing it wrong
I'm in love I'm in love with the wrong wrong wrong way
I'm in love with doing it wrong
and every time I see your face, every time I see your face
every time every time every time
I wish you didn't have to hate your life
I wish you would just hold me the right way
every time I see your face these 6 white horses in my veins
they start running they start running on again
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2. |
I Slept in this Dress
03:25
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I slept in this dress just in case you called
drenched in summer sweat and the radios
screamin all night long
how the cars go by and the cars go by
they went looking for you they went left & went right
to where you skate in the dark on the edge of my mind
screamin all night
I miss holding your hand, I miss holding it tight tight tight
ooh oooh oooh
I slept in this dress!
I slept in this dress!
I want you to be happy and free
I want you to be happy and free
when the dark came for you fuck I wish it took me
I want you to be happy and free
I slept in this dress!
I slept in this dress!
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3. |
No Peace
03:50
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think you know by now
this is how I feel
you roughen up my breathing
and I cannot stop
oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh
there is no peace in the union of restless beasts
just a hot hot wind in the treetops
and a fever shaking in my knees
electric notes, how they float
how you rip them from my throat
well, I can't can't wait for your phone call
ask me I will not say no, no oh oh
and you blow through me
like a fever dream
higher than the hottest smoke
to kiss the highest peaks
oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh
there is no peace in the union of restless beasts
just a hot hot wind in the treetops
and a fever shaking in my knees
electric notes, how they float
how you rip them from my throat
well, I can't can't wait for your phone call
ask me I will not say no, no oh oh
there is no peace (and I don't care)
there is no peace (and I don't care)
there is no peace (and I don't care)
there is no peace (and I don't care)
I keep on wanting one more try (and I don't care)
and you were always so polite (and I don't care)
my girlfriends told me not to cry (and I don't care)
we're gonna make it one more night (and I don't care)
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4. |
This Life
03:16
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Life, this life, is a city seen through a glass
just like the lights
we don't see the sky we don't even shine till night
but oh, how lucky we are to see shapes in the clouds
tonight
all my heart
for a passing word and a passing walk downtown
where time runs
he runs
time runs, he runs and runs and
all I want is time
all I want is time
and tall palm trees
and a cigarette in your mouth
how I loved the questions we had
how I hate
how I hate all the answers now
I miss when we were younger but I didn't know you then
all I want is time
all I really want all I really want is time
it's time.
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