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Little Things
04:39
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Take a bite of that pineapple
reflect and tell me how it tastes
it only cost about four dollars
you wipe your mouth and say "that's great"
Now take your bike out of the closet
it's been waiting there for months
fill the tires with compressed air
consider inflating your lungs
some complain about mondays
some complain about the mundane
but you and I
try to find
the joy in the little things
"hey Doug, I was wondering, could you give us some examples of some inspiration in everyday life"
Uh yeah. Things like:
The ladybug who relieves itself on your jeans
The northern lights that shine so bright through poplar trees
The summer sun, when noon is high, a gentle breeze, it whispers...
Now take a walk with me in the valley
we'll watch the river run away
you reach for my hand and say "I like this"
and I reply "yeah, I guess it's okay"
And some complain about mondays
some complain about the mundane
but you and I
try to find
the joy in the little things
the little things
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2. |
With You In My Arms
03:41
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When I was a young lad, I was very chubby and doing some running would have done me some good. Every night before bed I'd stare at the ceiling, hands folded and kneeling, just praying out for love.
But with you in my arms, with you in arms, with you in my arms I could fall asleep.
I stand before you now, a man who is broken, and in turn has broken more than I'd care to share. Though I try to be good, I still stare at the ceiling, praying for someone to come by my way.
But with you in my arms, with you in arms, with you in my arms I could fall asleep.
When I finally die, will there be any grieving before announcing the contents of my will. When I leave this world, I won't be the one haunting or psychically taunting from beyond the grave.
With you in my arms, with you in my arms, with you in my arms I could rest in peace.
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Oh, the Wind Will Blow
03:17
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We may wander and we may roam every step on our father's bones.
These cities rose up, up from the ground, but in time they'll blow back down.
Oh the Wind Will Blow
Dead Leaves into the Snow
Washed up in the Tide
Upon the Shores of Time
But tonight:
Your hand on my heart
Your hand on my heart
I need your hand on my heart
Oh the Wind Will Blow
Dead Leaves into the Snow
Washed up in the Tide
Upon the Shores of Time
But tonight:
If our souls should choose to rise and make our homes in the afterlife
Could we look back upon our lives?
What could we see in the blink of an eye?
Oh the Wind Will Blow
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4. |
Call at the Moon
02:09
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The band fell asleep in the van after the show
but I was feelin restless, so I wandered the streets alone
I couldn't see the stars beyond the streetlight
but over the sky an old friend arrived
When dusk fell on the dawn of time (when we saw you)
And mankind was realized (when we saw you)
Did we look at the sky (when we saw you)
and call a the moon?
The moon
My grandfather's father and those who came before
they followed the stars across oceans and into wars
and if they'd known that the zodiac changed
would our history books be read the same?
When dusk fell on the dawn of time (when we saw you)
And mankind was realized (when we saw you)
Did we look at the sky (when we saw you)
and call a the moon?
The moon
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Northern Lights
04:22
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You were never one
to stick around
Always out getting lost,
never want to be found.
You say the wind is blowing,
it's whispering your name,
All I hear is your pick-up truck,
I guess they sound the same.
You can dig for silver and gold,
but you can't mine the northern lights.
And you can chase the sun all day
but the moon still brings the night.
You were always one
to pick up and go.
Said you found a life for yourself
somewhere on the road.
Every time I've seen you leave
you never blow a kiss.
I guess you'll come back around
with the next lunar eclipse.
You can dig for silver and gold,
but you can't mine the northern lights.
And you can chase the sun all day
but the moon still brings the night.
You look me in the eyes
and promise that you'll stay.
But every time you roll into town
you never unpack your bags.
You can dig for silver and gold,
but you can't mine the northern lights.
And you can chase the sun all day
but the moon still brings the night.
credits
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Lakes of Mars
03:06
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If I could alter space & time,
I'd explore galaxies with you by my side,
and we'd watch the sun set over the lakes of Mars.
(Is there lakes on mars?)
I'd bring Trotsky, Trudeau, and even Trebek,
and you would act as the honored poet laureate
to romanticize every gesture suggested.
But they'd all run out of things to say
'cause they don't have much in common anyways.
Well I don't know what I'm talking about
but I could talk to you all night.
And I could stare into your eyes
until they're out of sight.
I had a dream the other night
where I lived a life, and then I died
and when I got to heaven God wanted to have a 'chat'.
He said that everyone is only a figment
of my own thoughts, and my existence
and how I treated them was how I treated myself.
It didn't make much sense at the time,
but in a way, you know, my dream was right.
Well, I don't know what I'm talking about
but I could talk to you all night.
And I could stretch every inch of truth
until it wraps around a lie.
And I don't know what I'm going on about,
but I could go with you all night.
And I could stare into your eyes,
until they're out of sight.
Until they're out of sight.
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Tattoo
03:52
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The heart is the part of the body
that you cannot tattoo
but I have a fear that mine
has been marked by you.
If I got a religious symbol
tattooed on my back
would it be sacrilegious
if I itched and scratched?
So if you want to know why
I'll never get a tattoo (it's because)
I've been saving every inch of my body
for you
Now I've seen some ink
that looks wonderful
but I'd never let it define
the individual.
For if it didn't turn out well
that's the way life goes;
even the sharpest thorn
is still part of a rose
So if you want to know why
I'll never get a tattoo (it's because)
I've been saving every inch of my body
for you.
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8. |
Things That I'll Keep
03:54
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The shelf beside my bed is cluttered with junk: scraps of paper and change, wrappers from bubblegum. But up on the top shelf there's a ticket for a play, the one we were both in where we learnt each other's names
These are the things I don't need
and these are the things that I'll keep
The blue pants that you bought me from the vintage store, well they're corduroy and don't fit so well anymore. I can get my legs in, but the pockets aren't deep. I can't zip up the fly, can't fit my rear in the seat.
These are the things I don't need
but these are the things that I'll keep
I find my nights are restless, so long and so cold. I keep wandering around, ever since you let me go. Put on a sweater and go for a walk, no direction here or there. My eyes keep watering up, but the tears go nowhere
Cause these are the things I don't need
these are the things that I'll keep
these are the things I don't need
but these are the things that I'll keep
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9. |
Coast to Coast
05:22
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10. |
Snow Bank
07:57
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I fell asleep in a snow bank
that night you pulled me out alive.
Do you remember that fateful New Year’s Eve,
It was the first time that we kissed, if you believe
it anymore, I just don’t know…
"Yes I do remember, but I had kissed before,
You were attractive to me then, but no longer anymore
Oh, please don’t go…"
No, I understand, you see me as a friend,
Although I saw a little more,
than I should have in the end, and now we’re…
"…Forgetting all about that, many years have passed,
You’ve kissed many girls since then; I’ve got a boyfriend that’ll last, I think…"
I fell asleep in a snow bank.
That night you pulled me out alive.
We’re better off this way, letting the past remain the past
Besides, you’re not the one for me;
you’ve got such a dark side, you know…
"You yourself have many flaws, your not quite so pristine,
You were so unconfident with the lights out, so you ran away from me, oh"
I fell asleep in a snow bank
That night you pulled me out alive.
I fell asleep in a snow bank
That night alone I could have died.
That night alone...
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