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I don’t know the location
Of the planets in relation
To the stars
There are bones in my body
That I don’t even know
Where they are
I can’t say when it all started
I don’t know when
It will fall apart
But I know your face
Even in the deepest dark
From the island to the ocean
From the temple to the cross
Somebody’s gain
Is somebody’s loss
Don’t know what I’d do
Without you
Hope I never know
If Judgment Day is coming
I hope it’s moving slow
I don’t know how I got here
Or if I’m gonna be here long
There are so many times
When I don’t even know
What’s wrong
I can’t say a single prayer or psalm
I don’t know Heaven from Babylon
But I know your voice
Even in the softest song
From the stone age
To the space race
From the cradle
To the cane
Somebody’s loss
Is somebody’s gain
Don’t know what I’d do
Without you
Hope I never know
If Judgment Day is coming
I hope it’s moving slow
I can’t go back
I won’t go back
To what was before
I thought I needed a lot of things
But I don’t think that anymore
And I don’t know what I’d do
Without you
Hope I never know
If Judgment Day is coming
I hope it’s moving slow
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Water To Land
04:33
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In the Museum of Natural History
I read all about the whale
How it learned to stand
How it learned to fail
Many many years ago
It ventured onto land
Looking for a better deal
Trying for a stronger hand
In the end it slipped back in
To water through the sand
Crying, “Cover me up, tuck me in
I want to feel like a child again”
Later I went walking
Along the Hudson
The Rio Grande
The Mississippi and
I became thirsty
And weary and cursing,
“Cover me up, tuck me in
I want to feel like a child again”
And the mouth of the river
Opened on up and whispered
“Soon enough, soon enough, soon enough”
Water to land and back again
Water to land and back again
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Starts So Simple
03:52
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I fled to the shoreline
I took refuge in the rocks
I watched everything burn
From the bridges to the docks
I found myself clutching
At sea-shaken pebbles
Each one much older
Than each one of my troubles
Lady Madonna of the rocks
Won’t you hold me like Jesus?
Won’t you carry me with you
To the mountains up above?
I used to love a woman
But that story is so old
It always starts so simple
It always ends so cold
The forest is black now
The sky is so white
What now is so heavy
Someday will be light
Lady Madonna of the rocks
Won’t you hold me like Jesus?
Won’t you carry me with you
To the mountains above?
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Can't Have You
03:46
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Plates all clatter on the street below
Yellow jacket flying in the window
Starlings flirt upon antennae stands
Placed on clay tiled roofs
In southern France
Look it doesn’t matter
All this talk of the future
I want you now
I need you now
And I can’t have you
I went to the river
Like so many before me
But I didn’t see anything of note
Just an empty bottle
Inside a broken boat
A hook, a swivel and a rusted pole
Look it doesn’t matter
All this talk of the future
I want you now
I need you now
And I can’t have you
The corn is high
And the pears are low
I won’t be home
Until they’re both gone though
I know I said I had some things to do
But I realize now
They were nothing next to you
Look it doesn’t matter
All this talk of the future
I want you now
I need you now
And I can’t have you
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Where Is My Love Hiding?
03:41
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I have been in the hills
For a while now
Turning over every leaf
In the evenings I walk
To the old town
Place a candle
In St. Michael’s for relief
There are secrets of course
And the question of force
But I’m willing no matter the cost
Where is my love hiding?
Where is my love hiding?
Where is my love hiding?
Where is my love lost?
All these frescoes
Are telling me nothing
I can’t read the lines in the fields
I thought maybe the bones
Of a poor man could help
But the crypt of Francisco was sealed
Where is my love hiding?
Where is my love hiding?
Where is my love hiding?
Where is my love lost?
Some things are buried down so deep
You don’t even know they’re there
Like this love that was
And is, I’m sure
But I can’t find it anywhere
Where is my love hiding?
Where is my love hiding?
Where is my love hiding?
Where is my love lost?
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6. |
Cold Cold Water
04:28
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Between the walls of the cave
And the walls of the factory
Something’s gone missing
Something ain’t satisfactory
I’ve forgotten how to listen
I’ve forgotten how to see
I don’t know the trials of my mother
I don’t know how to navigate at sea
And cold cold water
Is crashing at my feet
What’s my quality of life
What statistic will I be
Everybody’s nervous
Everybody’s taking speed
Medicine to stay up
Medicine to go to sleep
They charge you here for everything
Won’t even bury you for free
And this cold cold water
Is nipping at my knees
Oh the motions of the planets
Oh the wobble of the world
Oh the axis and the allies
Someone’s arm around my girl
Sometimes I question everything
Sometimes I just sit and curl
Up for a while on the floor
As the cold cold water
Knocks down my door
Now I’m measuring the shadows
It ain’t looking good
I’m well beyond the shallows
Where all is understood
No one here to save me
No one even said they would
But that cold cold water
Is starting to feel good
Oh the motions of the planets
Oh the wobble of the world
Oh the axis and the allies
Someone’s arm around my girl
Sometimes I question everything
Sometimes I just sit and curl
Up for a while on the floor
As the cold cold water
Knocks down my door
Between the walls of the cave
And the walls of the factory
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Continental Drift
03:35
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300 million years ago
The continents collided
They are drifting back
Together as we speak
But darling I have known you now
Nearly three weeks
And I’m beginning to wonder
If our continents will ever meet
Full moon in the east
Half sun in the west
What a space
What a big sky between
I’ve been spinning in circles
My knees are weak
Wondering whether the sun
And moon will ever meet
And now, and then, the rain
And afterward
The juniper and sage
Maybe tomorrow
But definitely not today
Tracks in the snow
Like an earthly constellation
They led me down the hill
To the creek
Crisscrossed by the bank and all
Around the cottonwood trees
I followed them for days
But we never did meet
And now, and then, the rain
And afterward
The juniper and sage
Maybe tomorrow
But certainly not today
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Sarah's Tent
03:50
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I gave up Sarah for Lent
It was a difficult time
But I’m not even Catholic
And she is so divine
So after four hard days
I gave up and I went
Out into the desert
And into Sarah’s tent
Her curtains lined with silver
Her bamboo tiled floor
Forty days and nights I spent
With her and her alone
It was a time of healing
It was a time of war
Everything I ever wanted
She gave me so much more
Oh the simple mercy
And oh those perfect hands
Oh the fate that we call fortune
That tortures all my plans
The canvas fly flew open
The sunlight soaring in
An army of brave soldiers
Offered up their sins
I was overtaken
I knew not what it meant
But my time was over
Inside of Sarah’s tent
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Blood And Flood
03:30
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I saw Moses walking
Down the bank of the nile
Pounding his staff into the ground
He kept that up for a while
All of a sudden he opened his mouth
And stammered out a little tune
Pharaoh and his magicians
Stood watching
None of them knowing what to do
Moses just kept repeating
For an hour, for a day, for two
If you believe in the flood the flood
Paint your doors
With blood with blood
If you believe in the flood the flood
Paint your doors
With blood with blood
Pharaoh he started laughing
Moses he started too
God had been laughing for a while
Aaron was singing the blues
Nine plagues they came
Nine plagues they went
Many people died
And after each and every one
Moses said time after time
If you believe
In the flood the flood
Paint your doors
With blood with blood
If you believe
In the flood the flood
Paint your doors
With blood with blood
Well many lambs were slaughtered
And roasted in the fire
The tenth plague it passed over
And smote Pharaoh’s first born child
The Hebrews they started walking
Down unto the sea
They crossed over onto dry land
But Pharaoh and his men were buried
And as they drowned
They heard the sound
Of a staff beating on the ground
If you believe
In the flood the flood
Paint your doors
With blood with blood
If you believe
In the flood the flood
Paint your doors
With blood with blood
If you believe
In the flood the flood
Paint your doors
With blood with blood
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A Little Light
02:46
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So many stars in the sky
Each one a moment in time
Each one leaving behind a little light
To see us through the night
I been camping out
In the mountains walking around
Picking berries and fishing for trout
Taking a break from the crowds
Dreams like water
June gettin hotter
Keeping cool in the stream
It’s a simple life but it’s satisfying
So many stars in the sky
Each one a moment in time
Each one leaving behind a little light
To see us through the night
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Jake Shane Madrid, Spain
Jake Shane is an American singer-songwriter based in Madrid, Spain.
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