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we have built a home
03:42
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fire on the mountain
wrestlin with wind and
make it through the season
then we both can watch it grow again
protect the canyon folk when
rivers rise and swell again
when the road washes out
we'll rebuild the bridge and cross again
the summer brings the rain and then
the rocks will fall come slidin
down the side to the valley where we have built a home on our land
all the seasons changing until our bones are aching
faces aging like the canyon
lines are getting deeper all the time
but i don't mind
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2. |
boys & girls
05:40
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beware of ugly boys and girls
they may look pretty to you
they will try and take you
they will try and make you them
and you will turn ugly
you will turn
take care with the dark clouds
they will cover up the sun
they will make you sleepy
they will make you shut your eyes
you will sleep suddenly
you will sleep
take care with your heart
it can only beat so long
it will leap from you
it will make you run
it will leave suddenly
it will leave
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3. |
smoke screen
04:12
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Where did i go
i left the trail behind
everyone disappeared in the smoke screen
the fog rollin in
why not try
to jump the ridge and see
the jumbled up clouds soakin all the mammals
the lizards and their kin
watch it all growin
see it all die again
i can fall in the sea
a thousand fins will rescue me
in the rain i can see
little eyes wait for me
'tween two worlds i rest easy
all of this i want you to see
snow is drifting
all on my feet
a mountain of white is liftin me high above the valley
into jet streams
i'll tumble down
into your town
the ladies all a-flutter but the men all wonder
am i angel or beast
a scourge or release
to help them be free
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4. |
conquering songs
05:40
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we escaped the first wave
but soon they will catch us
we don't have the strength
for a song
all the things we wanted
seem to vanish in mist
we will not survive another day
like this
words of conquering songs are on
their lips
we will not survive another day
like this
the echos of cannons
shots ripping the canyons
fire jumping our thatched roofs
we're lost
the massive thud of footsteps
like earthquakes they shake us
we cannot hide our faces
from theirs
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5. |
wander back, foal
02:55
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follow
you can take the path down to the hollow tree that stands
amongst the lace of the fog that hangs over all the words you always
drop like dew
leave me
however soft and graceful and discreetly you climb
over my restless form
while i sleep
and dream of times that won't ever be true
but you can wander back, my foal
and you can touch my face once more
i'll go
on and on like mines forgotten long ago
by dirty men in overalls that
climb back to the light
when all the gold is gone
swing low
your chariot awaits so you can wave goodbye
to buildings and the best friend in whom you confide
who'll stay there for awhile
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6. |
forest fortress
04:56
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i will sit in the forest
wait for you to come to me
you will run towards my screamin
limbs tanglin in the trees
oh i get by on my own
oh i get nestled in my home
oh i get by on my own
while i wait for you to come home
i will wait in my fortress
stiff and silent as a spire
i will see you and me
in the fogs of the mornings
i will wince when the blood flows
from the wounds bestowed upon me
i will stitch them with the strands of gold
of your light blazing and free
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7. |
in which
03:32
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in which you left the one you loved
he won't see you when you fall
won't be there to clean your knees
when you crawl
on the rocks
when they're scraping you to bone
in which I find myself alone
and i throw away my phone
and i'm cutting my electricity
drain my tank of all its gasoline
making bonfires of my magazines
so i can be with myself
in which we cling to those we love
silly songs and shadow figurines
shape visions of the in between
the thing that we perceive to be
and the thing that is in reality
which we lost long ago
in which you fall asleep and dream
of the things we'll never be
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8. |
no past lives
04:29
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i don't want none of your charms
and i won't take none of your barbs
no, no
i won't share none of your dreams
i won't fix none of your schemes
no, no
cause no light is given now
i have moved on eclipsed somehow
by thoughts and hopes
existing outside of me
i won't dive into no past lives
and i won't clear nobody's minds eye
no, no
cause there's a light that's given now
i have moved on enriched somehow
by thoughts and hopes
existing inside of me
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9. |
the sailor's drone
05:27
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"wait for the signals to come for me
wait for the signals to come for me"
eyes to the skies and dirty knees
she will provide all i need
"stake all your claims and follow me
stake all your claims and follow me"
sweeping search light eyes guiding me
birds like paper glide and tumble freely
"weigh down the ballast and sail to me
weigh down the ballast and sail to me"
the sound of her song will be my breeze
the silk of her skin, my seven seas
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tiny chariots Colorado Springs, Colorado
Dusty ballads for city folk.
Into Jet Streams is a collection of haunting and thoughtful
acoustic tracks where confessional lyrics, finger-picked guitars, and heavy alt-rock all meet. Robbins combines the melodic sensibilities of Neil Young’s early years seamlessly with the grungy country of Uncle Tupelo, resulting in songs that are both perfect for a road trip or a Wes Anderson soundtrack.
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