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I still want to tell you
The things that I never did tell you
The small words we never got our mouths around
Think they go without saying
So we go on not saying a thing
And waiting for a day like today
For nights just like this
and the rain on the road
To come out of nowhere
come out of nowehere ,come out of nowhere
Lights come out of nowhere
Cars come out of nowhere
Lives leave out of nowhere
And you realize what never got said
I woke up alone
And I grabbed at the phone
Said "I’ll be there as quick as I can"
Now I’m wheeling 'round corners
And running red lights
The windshield wipers
Swing to the beat of my heart
It may be already too late
It may be already too late
It may be already too late
But I’m still going to try
It may be already too late
But I’ve still got to drive, drive, drive
It may be already too late
But I’d try
If there was a hope left in Hell
I could save you
Now where'm I gonna find a megaphone at this time of night?
Where'm I gonna find a megaphone at this time of night?
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I made you up a list of pretty things
In this big old world
I made you up a list of pretty things
In this cold dark world
I made you up a list of pretty things
In this darkass world
And they’re tying me to life
By the thinnest of threads
The thinnest of threads
But where am I going to find a megaphone at this time of night?
Where am I supposed to find a megaphone at this time of night?
Where's a fella find a megaphone at this time of night?
So you'll come in off of that windowsill
I need you off of that windowsill
Or I guess I just need you
So I made you up a list of pretty things
In this big old world
Made you up a list of pretty things
In this cold dark world
I made you up a list of pretty things
In this darkass world
And there’s four, five, man there’s six million things on here
There's six million things
So kick up your feet
While they’re still good for dancing
Kick up your feet
Like they’re no good for anything
Kick out your feet
They look so good for dancing
They look like you could move like....
We all fall down
Kick up your feet like they're just good for dancing
Kick up your feet like they're no good for anything else
Kick up your feet, they look so good for dancin
They look like, you could move like, like, look look
Yer wasting such a fuckin’ pretty song
The music's over sooner than we thought
Death comes for the best of us,
We all fall down
Yer wasting such a fuckin’ pretty song
The music's over sooner than we thought
Death comes for the best of us,
The world is ending
Now who would have thought you could dance like that?
I never would have guessed you could dance like that, no no
I've never seen anyone dance like that!
You move like... you move like the world is ending!
I tied the moon to the earth
and the earth to the sun
by the thinnest of threads
they are strung
I tied the moon to the earth
and the earth to the sun
by the thinnest of threads
you are one
you are one
We all fall down
You are one
So kick up your feet
There's six million things
You are one
The world is ending
So kick up your feet
There's six million things
You are one
The world is ending
So kick up your feet
There's six million things, six million things, six million
You are one, you are one
The world is ending
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Trans Canada
04:06
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there's no shortcut, no straight line.
the highwayman defines my sleeping country.
ghost horse in my head, keeping time; wandering minds.
trans canada....
hot dice keep it rolling, trying to lose all our nothing.
now familiar, now forgotten. forget goodbyes,
forget the song; here and gone.
trans canada.
i had that vision, brother; the one about you, brother.
we did ride, ride on the shining path together.
that hell-black angel, i was on her side.
burned out of deep river, looking into the night;
no vacancies for so long. trans canada, hell and gone.
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Korsakoff
05:41
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You know if you’ve been wondering lately
If it’ll ever drive you crazy
It has
It already has
But we would never tell you that
Cause it would only make you sad
And it won’t change what you did
We can’t change what you did
You know what I’ve been wondering lately?
Not that I lose much sleep these days
But oh, it’s damn near drove me crazy
Are you in there?
Hey are you still in there?
Would you smile if you were in there?
Just fucking wink if you are in there
Some silent spark or little ember
To let us know that you remember
Because I just know if you were in there
That I could find you
And I could bring you back
I could bring you back
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