1. |
Station
04:01
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Here at the station
I try to keep my hands clean
Here in this vacuum
I need a tiny little spacesuit for my heart
In my dreams something long and low rolls in
And as the smoky glass slides down
I can see that you are back in town
The sign on my door says 'closed for the winter'
Closed for the cold, cold winter
But still I sit here waiting for the ring of the bell
Maybe you'll come rolling by
In my dreams something long and low rolls in
And as the smoky glass slides down
I can see that you are back in town
I woke up in my metal folding chair
I could see my breath
There was a knock at my door
A tap on my glass
Inspector says he wants cold, hard cash
Says he will look the other way
It's just a hairline crack in my space helmet
A tiny little leak in my oxygen tank
And just because my boat's under water
Don't necessarily mean it sank
In my dreams something long and low rolls in
And as the smoky glass slides down
I can see that you are back in town
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2. |
Pink Shevi
03:24
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I've been dealing in gas lately
I've been selling gasoline
When you pull on through my station
I can tell your oil's clean
I've been looking for you
I've been searching low and high
But I can never see your face in there
When your car comes rolling by
I've been walking with a quiet step
What else can I say?
'Cuz I've been stalking you in my sleep, you see
Where I find you every day
I've been looking for you
I've been searching low and high
But I can never see your face in there
When your car comes rolling by
So as we was holding hands last night
You up and drove away
I was hoping to see myself in there
Driving your hot pink Chevrolet
I've been looking for you
I've been searching low and high
But I can never see your face in there
When your car comes rolling by
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3. |
Airlock (remodeled)
05:01
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You tell me that you want a little distance
Baby, I'm your man
You tell me that you want a little distance
I'm the one who can
I can see you feel a little angry
Broken cups and stolen plates
But baby, that's okay
because you send me
Light years away, cold and grey
Beyond the minefield comet's tail
A little farther gone in outer space
I can hold my breath underwater
for at least 90 seconds
I can hold my heart underwater
for at least 90 days
I can hold my breath underwater
for at least 90 seconds
Don't you see I'll do what I have to
To get my own way?
Technicians came to do their same, old spacewalk
I could plainly see security was tight
Scheduled maintenance on your airlock
Guess that's what it takes to make it through the night
I can hold my breath underwater
for at least 90 seconds
I can hold my heart underwater
for at least 90 years
I can hold my breath underwater
for at least 90 seconds
I don't even care if I get water in my ears
You tell me that you want a little distance
Baby, I'm your man
You tell me that you want a little distance
I'm the one who can
I can hold my heart underwater
for at least 90 years
And I don't even care if I get water in my ears
Light years away...
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4. |
Blue Paint
03:03
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I'm falling in love again
This little beach
is holding my heart in its hand
This little shack that I call my own
Gonna paint it blue
Call it my home
I'm falling in love again
Those little clouds above
look like they might understand
These little dreams that I call my own
Gonna paint them blue
Call them my home
You smile, nothing left to say
I don't remember it happening this way
I sit and watch without a sound
Evening shadows growing longer all around me
I'm falling in love again
The ocean breeze
is not afraid to call itself my friend
This long weekend that I call my own
Gonna paint it blue
Call it my home
These memories that I call my own
Gonna paint them blue
Call them my home
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5. |
Help Wanted
04:40
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Where's a bus that I can take
Where I can rest, my heart can break
And I won't have to fake it anymore
I said, "Babe, if we were so inclined,
Feeling like we'll lose our minds,
Pick up and leave it all behind"
I said, "Sir, I'm headed down to Pelacone...
Gonna relocate my heart, make it my own
These days it's like a tiny, little stone"
I need some sand
I need some sand
I've been away for too long
(I'm going back to Pelacone)
It was looking like her words might escape her
Out my window he was turning wood into paper
Just then her shiny car came rolling by
I caught your eye
My, oh my
I hope that I don't let you down
In this sleepy little seaside town
Gonna get my feet back onto the ground
This gravity feels just fine
I spotted your 'help wanted' sign
Station at the end of the line
I said, "Sir, I'm headed down to Pelacone...
Gonna relocate my heart, make it my own
These days it's like a tiny, little stone"
I need some sand
I need some sand
I've been away for too long
(I'm going back to Pelacone)
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6. |
Away!
04:08
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Step into a new dimension
Never was what was before
Step into a brand new sunshine
You'll never have what you had, and more
Step into a brand new life
Fly around in my balloon
Float so swiftly, confound the clouds
Paint the horizon maroon
Strum so softly my guitar
Sing so clearly who you are
Hope so wholly what will be
Sing so clearly along with me
Come so really into today
Tell me, really, "Have a nice day!"
Away!
Nadie te quiere como yo
Nobody loves you like I do
Whisper softly, "Goodnight, goodnight"
Christen me away
Hang me on a handy hook
A wholesome world, and stay!
Step into a brand new life
Fly around in my balloon
Float so swiftly, confound the clouds
Paint the horizon maroon
Nadie te quiere como yo
Nobody loves you like I do
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7. |
Hitchhike To Mars
04:02
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(Instrumental)
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8. |
Windshield Wipers
03:21
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These windshield wipers
do pretty good in the rain
But they're lousy for the tears
Can't clear away the pain
A million red tail lights
We're all the driving dead
Look over at the pickup on my left
But she's staring straight ahead
I see a tan Sierra on my right
And I think of what you said
Sand in my hair
and in my britches
Salt in my skin
I'm gonna sit right here
Somehow I thought the atmosphere
was better at the beach
But the gravity's all wrong
My balance is all gone
The gravity's all wrong
my shoes are out of reach
These windshield wipers
do pretty good in the rain
But they're lousy for the tears
Can't clear away the pain
Can't clear away...
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9. |
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I've been dealing with the past lately
You know just what I mean
I've knelt at every station
But some things can't be redeemed
I've been searching for clues, baby
But your story just don't fly
So go ahead and get some sleep tonight
Keep telling them old lies
Keep telling them old...
I've been talking with a quiet step
Ain't nothing left to say
But you've been talking in your sleep in there
And it finds you every day
I've been searching for clues, baby
But your story just don't fly
So go ahead and get some sleep tonight
Keep telling them old lies
Keep telling them old...
So as we were living off the land, so tight
Kept our enemies at bay
I heard a whisper in the morning light
And I found you'd rode away
I've been searching for clues, baby
But your story just don't fly
So go ahead and get some sleep tonight
Keep telling them old lies
I'll be waiting where she sings for you
You can say the things you always do
So go ahead and get some sleep tonight
Keep telling them old lies
Keep telling them old...
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Turning inward, slowing time
Let me take my hand in mine
Movie, or projection screen?
Quietly watching every scene
Nothing more to do or say
Deeper knowing guides the way
Flying hand-in-hand with Grace
I will kiss your One True Face
Sailing seas of truer love
Bless below, and all above
Getting quiet, still within
Can't refuse that goofy grin
Effortlessly see and hear
Loving each and every fear away
Nadie te quiere como yo
Nobody loves you like I do
Listen for the hidden rhyme
Happening in perfect time
Each of us, a role to play
There could be no other way
Turning inward, slowing time
Let me take my hand in mine
Flying hand-in-hand with Grace
Vanishing without a trace
Nobody loves you like I do
Nadie te quiere como yo
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