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Downtown
03:43
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DOWNTOWN
Night’s getting near
Hurry on the wind
And the sun will leave
Taking its own time
All summer we
Burned fires to the sky
Never letting go
I’m going downtown
Take you by my side
Take you by the wings
Take you by surprise
I’m going downtown
There’s a little place I know
Where only fools and lovers go
Let’s meet tonight
You can show me all around
By the ferry lights
I’m going downtown
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2. |
Gone Are The Days
03:24
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GONE ARE THE DAYS
Stars up there
Us down here
Just two young kids playing in the gutter
Oh Oh
Take our bikes
Drag them down the river
I lose my shirt, you say it doesn’t matter
Oh Oh
Gone are the days
Gone gone are the days
When you were older than me
Grow up rough
Turn out wild
Learn things hard, at least we got each other
Oh Oh
Stay out late
Drink our weight
I spill my round, you go and get another
Oh Oh
Gone are the days
Goofed up smile
Shoot it with my camera
This hashtag life, love you like a brother
Oh Oh
Now you’re up there
I’m down here
Break my heart, can’t put it back together
Oh Oh
Gone are the days
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3. |
Santa Monica
02:59
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SANTA MONICA
Goodbye Santa Monica, I’m going to miss you
And all of that sweet light you throw around
Window down, foot down and a sad song on the radio
Bye baby this time
Salty skin ride in the carousel
It’s a firecracker view from up there
And there’s old black & whites showing all night down the Odeon
Bye baby this time
And all the dreams in my head
Stretching out in my rear view
Take me straight back to you
Sometimes you used to come around
Take me out dancing to a pink lit bar
Now there’s nothing but the blue summer sky watching over me
By baby this time
And all the dreams in my head
Stretching out in my rear view
Take me straight back to you
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4. |
Luck
03:37
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LUCK
Connor grew up and he went his own way
Where he went next well he never did say
Head full of numbers, handful of hay
He put it on the one, never did pay
Oh luck
Stella makes a dollar flipping at the grill
Goes home hungry, never gets her fill
All her spare coin on the betting wheel
Says she’s going to strike it big, don’t think she ever will
Luck don’t live out here
Luck lives in the city
Luck goes out with the rich
and wakes up with the pretty
Oh luck
Ted got out but he’s gotten all soft
All those years three hots and a cot
Now he’s sitting out there throwing stones in the lot
Trying to figure out where he marked the spot
Oh luck
Wren was the angel, Roscoe was the wild
Ran away when he was just a child
Made good but they got him on file
The Sheriff’s daughter left him in the aisle
Luck don’t live out here
Luck lives in the city
Luck goes out with the rich
and wakes up with the pretty
Oh luck
Maggie was a farmer out there on her own
Three kids but all of them had flown
One bad year tripled the loan
Nothing ever come from anything she’s sown
Oh luck
Bough going to break, river going to bend
Drawer full of letters never going to send
On a round road looking for a friend
The fire goes out
That’s how it’s going to end
Luck don’t live out here
Luck lives in the city
Luck goes out with the rich
and wakes up with the pretty
Oh luck
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5. |
Angel's Feet
03:15
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ANGEL’S FEET
I’ll take a sweet song to sing all the day
My wheel of fortune slowly rolling away
Take my advice, when you appear
Sing them a song they can see and can hear
In amongst the glory in amongst the cheer
The saddest tale no one should hear
There may be joy, I hope for speed
She’ll be flying with angel’s feet
Then I’ll have to rise
I’ll have to rise
Bring her to the sunshine, wash her down close
Turn her over to the land nobody knows
Yellow and gold, bright as the sun
With angel’s feet she will run, run, run
Then I’ll have to rise
I’ll have to rise
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6. |
Old Friend
02:51
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OLD FRIEND
Where are you now old friend
You used to come and visit every Spring
We’d laugh about the way we were
And talk until the night was just another day
But now the leaves are turning gold
I lit a backyard fire, not just for the cold
I threw in everything that hadn’t sold
I put up a sign for sale
Figured you could be dead
Or just stuck in jail
So come on now old friend
Won’t you show up now and then
We’ll put on our old fur coats
And kick up through these autumn leaves
Oh oh oh
That old fire’s still burning
Won’t you come and stay
Until this blue world has stopped turning
Where are you now old friend
Won’t you visit me again
Come pick me up and dance me to the end
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Donnie Darko
06:09
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DONNIE DARKO
You went all Donnie Darko on us
Like the sky would never rain
Black bird on your shoulder
That dog nipping at your heels again
Going to drive until the range cuts out and there’s no way to call a friend
Going to drive until the red light comes on and the stars come out again
Remember thinking you were Jesus
Walking bare foot through the flames
Brand new ink on your shoulder
That dog wanting to be fed again
Going to drive until the river runs dry and the signs all say don’t you come around here
Going to drive until the red light comes on and the stars come out again
Coming home like you’re Pocahontas
Stolen car your battle train
Black clouds all around your head
That dog busting from the chain
Going to drive until the road runs out and the sky will never end
Going to drive until the red light comes on and the stars come out again
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8. |
Waiting On The Wind
04:12
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WAITING ON THE WIND
I’ve been waiting, waiting on the wind
Been waiting for that ship to roll in
Ooh like it’s always done
Like it’s always been
I’ve been awaiting, waiting on the wind
Been walking lonely streets at night
Been walking seems almost all of my life
Ooh like it’s always done
Like it’s always been
I’ve been waiting baby, waiting on the wind
Been whispering sweet and high
Been whispering “take me to the sky”
Ooh like it’s always done
Like it’s always been
I’ve been awaiting, waiting on the wind
Doo doo doo Doo doo doo
Been dreaming of the morning sun
Been dreaming day’s going to come
Ooh like it’s always done
Like it’s always been
I’ve been awaiting baby, waiting on the wind
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9. |
It Won't Be Long
04:09
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IT WON’T BE LONG
Well it won’t be long
Til you and I can catch that midnight train
to the morning sun
Where we will roll on in
as if our lives had just begun
Where we can say goodbye
to all the days that felt so blue
What was I to do?
Oh happy days to start all over again
I’ve made up my mind this time
I got to do this all alone
Can’t let you decide
it’s the same old lonely road I’ve been on
And the time will come
where you and I will see that morning sun
then we will rise
Oh happy days to start all over again
Now it’s getting late
Won’t you lay yourself beside
feel the lamp glow
and remember this
Oh how I love you so
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10. |
Only
03:23
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ONLY
Only if you had a knife
Pressed up against your lily white
Only if you were born again in a different skin
Would you do something
Would you do something
Only if there was a gun
All loaded up, shoved on your tongue
Only if it turned black in the afternoon
Would you do something
Would you do something
Only when the final bird
Has flown away, won’t sing again
Only when there’s nothing left for you to choose
Would you do something
Would you do something
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The Yearlings Adelaide, Australia
Two guitars, two voices.
Quiet, intimate, raw and powerful, producing a new strain of acoustic music, distilling Americana through the filter of distinctly Australian life.
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