1. |
Dark Tunnel
04:49
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I been diggin this grave so long
I been diggin this grave so long
Don't tell me to stop now
Don't tell me to stop now
I've tried my best to keep you in the
dark about this
Albatross around my neck
But he's so heavy
But you say
'Sin is the wreckage
Of the love of which we are capable,'
Yeah, 'Sin is the wreckage
Of the love of which we are capable,'
And I am a wreck,
I am the wretched,
I am a wretch,
I am the wreckage.
I am a failure,
I have proof,
Look at you --
I am a failure
I have proof,
Look what I done to you
Gonna bury myself in the good earth
Gonna bury my secrets, they weren't worth much,
Cheap paint and a paper crown
That no one dared to knock down
But I should know better than to speak to you
Cause all that comes out is so goddamned cruel,
Take the shovel, fill my mouth,
Keep the words from comin' out.
I've tried my best to keep you in the dark about this
Who would've guessed that I'd become
So goddamned ugly.
But you say
There are tunnels, there are tunnels,
from the heart, from the heart,
There are tunnels, there are tunnels,
to the heart, to the heart,
There are tunnels, there are tunnels,
from a heart to a heart,
you say if I dig far enough, I'll see the light
But I've been down in this grave for so long,
My body's gone soft, my heart beats all wrong,
My head grows violets,
My breasts feed river rats.
And I've tried my best to keep you in the
dark about this
Albatross around my neck
But he's so heavy
But you say
There are tunnels, there are tunnels,
from the heart, from the heart,
There are tunnels, there are tunnels,
to the heart, to the heart,
There are tunnels, there are tunnels,
from a heart to a heart,
And if I dig far enough, I can see the light
Yeah if I dig far enough I can see the light
If I dig far enough I can see the light
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2. |
Halfway
03:04
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I went for a ride in the woods of my childhood,
When down from the trees came a man from the wildwood -
He said, oh, you're halfway there,
Oh, you're halfway there.
I won't say what he did, where he laid me down
I only remember how wet the ground,
And his oh, I'm halfway there,
oh, I'm halfway there.
We left in a rain oh but was it snow,
I remember the stillness in the midst of the wind blowing -
Oh you're halfway there,
oh you're halfway there.
And he gave me the secret to his immortal life,
How he'd never be ended if he never arrived and so,
Always halfway there,
Always halfway there.
My grandfather told me when I rode the slide,
I'd get to the middle, jump over the side
Screaming oh, I'm halfway there,
Oh, I'm halfway there.
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3. |
New Copper Penny
05:37
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New copper penny, I lick it cause I like the taste
If I give it to you, you'd just let it go a-way,
I am a salvage ship, I am a sinking stomach,
The more I see, the more I'm bound to regret,
Old wedding pictures I never meant to keep,
Crushed glossy memories of such uh handsome young queen
When she goes naked to the coroner, take the quarters from her eyes,
Her eyes they were gold, they were of gold, and they don't need no disguise.
But in my cabinet of such beautiful things,
The tin cathedral, diamond brooch, gold rings -
Foxfur collar, glass samovar,
I keep them clean and I know who they are by name.
I've never told you that I carry the world here in my hands
No let it go, you've got your own, you've got your own, big man,
I am the London Bridge, I am the burning buildings,
The more I see the more I'm bound to forget
But I wonder how long it would take you to take to notice I was gone -
Would it take reporters, an ambulance out on the lawn?
Fresh asphalt out on the old school yard,
Wanna run fast, wanna hit the ground so hard,
Come here lay down with me, show off the cuts and bleeding -
Let me show you I can hold them closer than you've ever known.
This is an hourglass, this is a coin collection,
This is what your mother bought you for Christmas when you were 5 yrs old,
No pen in hand, no pen in hand to write this down -
You say you'll remember, you'll remember, you'll remember this as a sound,
Oh, you'll remember this as a sound, yeah -
Say Sayonara, I think I'm almost over
And anyway, I've put in all my expenses for the year
Say sayonara, my memoir's buried in the garden,
But leave it buried there, I don't think that thing needs your kind of care
Foxfur collar, glass samovar,
I'll keep you safe, and I know who you are by name,
I'll know your name.
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4. |
Song for Natalie
02:55
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Through the double doors of Brookhaven Hospital
Another coma comes, his neck snapped in three,
Four-eyed Natalie says nothing about it,
Just asks to play a game of hangman with me,
and oh oh oh oh oh oh
I got no reason for sorrow -
I double dare you to go up to your brother
Ask if the newsman and the nurse do agree
that there's a safe place when the train is coming
Fall down below so that the tracks kiss your knees
and oh oh oh oh oh oh
I got no reason for sorrow -
And what's the difference in a cop and a robber
Five in the morning when there's nothing to see,
"Here's the equation", says the daddy in a necktie,
"Let's do it out so that your momma can see that
and oh oh oh oh oh oh
you got no reason for sorrow -
I call the desk to tell Rivera about it
Extra extra trade my truth for a fee
Tell me, Natalie, what happened in the basement,
I'll give you all the talk your mom won't give for free
and oh oh oh oh oh oh
I got no reason for sorrow -
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5. |
Move to Pittsburgh
04:24
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Call you up
Hear you vomit on the phone
The operator tells me you are not in service
Call me up
Hear you promise me that you'll
Be in the city soon
soon enough
And you say
La, la, lalala, lalala
We should move to Pittsburgh
uh - huh
You'll recall
There's a way to say goodbye
When I am leaving on a train
And I recall standing
Impossibly still
Getting impossibly small
And I could hear you call
You said
La, la, lalala, lalala
We should move to Pittsburgh
uh - huh
You said
La, la, lalala, lalala
We should move to Pittsburgh
uh - huh
In the call
I'll tell you how Plan B succeeded
In changing not one thing at all
In the caul
Your brother whispered in a voice
That you still struggle to reveal -
Yeah I'd say steal.
And I remember when
We'd pretend
We would move to Pittsburgh
We would drink all day,
Drowning, say
We should swim to Pittsburgh
We'd sing La la..
In the hall,
I'm reciting the first poem
That you sent me
Hand of love
There in ourselves is the explosion,
There is in myself, only
More than enough
La la...
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