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Mountains
04:15
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Every moment is a mountain that I am climbing over.
Your love in my pocket like a thirteen-leaf clover.
Every moment is a mountain that I'm climbing over.
I'm over it. I'm over it.
It's a Pavlovian response.
Love does what it wants.
You call and I want you.
You call and I want you.
You call and I want you near.
This isn't work anymore.
It's a man disguised as a man disguised as a man.
This isn't work anymore, but it's taking over everything.
It's a Pavlovian response.
Love does what it wants.
You call and I want you.
You call and I want you.
You call and I want you near.
I'm not going home until you're coming home with me
I'm not going home until you're coming home with me
That ain't no kind of home unless you're coming home with me.
I'm not going home until you're coming home with me.
Every moment is a mountain that I am climbing over.
Your love in my pocket like a thirteen-leaf clover.
Every moment is a mountain that I'm climbing over.
I'm over it. I'm over it.
It's a Pavlovian response.
Love does what it wants.
You call and I want you.
You call and I want you.
You call and I want you near.
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Blood in Coffee
04:28
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Wooden Cross
02:53
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I planted a wooden cross on the roadside where you brother died in 2009.
I can't bring him back, as much as I'd die to see your eyes light like that.
I'll tell you what I can do:
I can forgive you and relive the past without any sort of rough patch. Or anything between me and you. Anything between me and you.
Anything between me and you.
I'll tell you what I can do:
I can bathe his soul in roses. I can bathe his spirit in marigolds. I'll make a chain of daisies for his brow to hold.
I can grow old.
I can grow old.
Yes, for you I'll grow old.
But here is what you must do:
You can stop feeling like she felt. You can stop smelling like she smelled. You can stop offering me things just to take them back.
You can take issue with my lack of tact, but scar tissue grows around knives in backs.
Your eyes throw bullets but don't care for facts. I am the book of Acts. I am under the influence of birds and fire. I am an earthquake that shakes foundations and barbed wire. Your prison bars and alarms can do no harm.
Put your guard down with me.
When you open your mouth I hear someone else speak.
Put your guard down with me.
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Phantom Pains
04:31
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J.A.H.
05:42
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White Peach
04:43
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