1. |
For Decades
03:32
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For Decades
Threaded
silver
echoes in a pre dawn
lone hue
spinning
parting with the moon down
like wind in the pouring rain
slipping through all time
ghosts in the evergreens
shadows of our lives
crossing
decades
feels from in the marrow
dark howls
dark sighs
darkness in the shadows
like soldiers inside a maze
crazed in spinning flight
lost in a childhood signing
hallelujah crowd
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2. |
The Well
03:49
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The Well
They're gonna come real low
to wreck us all
They're gonna come in rows
with a fire on em
The fire in your blood
it resonated
The fire in your blood
it’s understated
You're right
you own my only dime
You're right
You own my own so you could drag it off
and throw it out
You're right
you own my only dime
It's coming out fast and you’re out back
It's coming out fast and you're out back
They're gonna come real low
with a record on
They're gonna come so-so
to tie the knot
Choirs in the church
My heart is heavy
Choirs in the church
they said I'm ready
And they’re right
you own my only dime
They’re right
You stole my own so you could drag it off
and throw it out
You're right
you own my only dime
It's coming out fast and you’re out back
It's coming out fast and you're out back
My god
Do you recognize your home
It's gone straight to hell and it's burning all up through the ground
The well
It runs the whole damn show
The well
It runs the whole goddamn rodeo
It's coming out fast and you’re out back
It's coming out fast and you're out back
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3. |
Take
02:59
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Take
Garnish this demon I got
I got my feet wet
for hire for loan if you want
He's got his own bed
I was lookin for trouble I guess
eyeing the devil's nest
To hell or high water we are
cutting teeth there
Take all you want, I should go home
I ran with I rode with a spine
The thing regaled my kind
and dipped in the darkest waters
Form, figure, and mind
You were fishing for moments I guess
sucking down cigarettes
To hell or high water we are
handing it out for to feed the rest
Take all you want, I should go home
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4. |
Limbs
03:25
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Limbs
Anyhow I know it's not right to make a space because you can
but far enough around the bend there are thoughts that don't need to be said and you know em
and you can
Don't you just laugh because you don't know what to call it
I could run back but I don't wanna be that small
Cos all us dogs tend to take our time in the dark road
It's a good thing to be lonesome when ya ain't lookin to be lured
Anyhow you cut it you can ask for what you want if what you want
I have
Anyhow you cut it you can ask for what you want if what you want
I have
Don't you feel bad I know you tried to have it on you
I could run back but I don't want a drink that tall
Cos all us dogs tend to take our time in the dark road
It's a good thing to be lonesome when ya ain't lookin to be lured
All our limbs woven
All our limbs woven
All our limbs are woven in whim
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5. |
Healer
04:40
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Healer
Well I thought I'd like to miss you
but I wasn't thinking right
I got something in my sorrow
that believes the night
and I started thinking of you
and your hair all grey and white
I got something in my spine, oh
It believes the light
Without seventy witches I'm making it work
If I'm hauling alone is there any worth
only to be the healer whose making it hurt
without seventy witches I'm makin it work
Is there tension in your shoulders
when I hang in your town
Is it harming whatever you're holding
go on get it out
see the devil he lost his golden
put the truth in my mouth
and my hunger it is growing
for the crooked route for the crooked route
Let me rid of your witches they're waiting to go
Are you gonna have em along for the end of the road
only to be the heathen whose getting your goat
without you knowing it
Are we headed into the ground
burning out
I will hang around the place to see it down
Around
cleaning house
I will hunger for you when the days run out
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7. |
Weighty Mist
03:03
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Weighty Mist
Wherever we go to
we know
he gonna go with
Higher than a greek god
he's the only one that there is
I'm minding my own business
raking my own yard
wherever I go to I know I'll be sleeping at night
saw you in the back with henry
wanted to know your name
and where your family came from why you didn't have a drink
wherever we go to I don't think I'll let it be
Wherever we go to we know he gonna go with
The lone wolf in the sheep garb below the weighty mist
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8. |
Storm
03:13
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Storm
When I wake you take me home
And we’ll lay there on the lawn
Talk of living the sky
And the land that’s rolling by
Dark in me be still
I’m a layer in this frill
Dark in me be still
I’m a liar until it will
Save for a little strength I loan
What I govern
Shitty bones
Save for when we went away
There’s a new one every day
Storm in me be still
I’m trying
I got a will
Storm in me be still
I’m gonna lay here until will
Do you see this going further
Honey I don’t see it blowing over
Or the hazy winters both of have known
When I wake you’ll take me home
And we’ll lay there on the lawn
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9. |
Sleeping on the Ground
02:55
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10. |
Winnin
02:52
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Winnin
Alone when you win
Is it half as hard for a dead man to abound
When just speaking out loud is a hard thing
well then you shouldn't be around
Did you have to fall apart
Did you have to lose yourself from the start
Alone when you win
Is it half as hard for a dead man to figure out
I’m tired of giving in
Painting pictures of the bush we beat around
Well I don't wanna leave you then
Do you want to leave me now
Alone when we win
winnin winners all the way around
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campdogzz Chicago, Illinois
Mike Russell, Nick Enderle, Jessica Price, Andrew Rolfsen, Matt Evert.
We are a band based out of Chicago, IL. We roll in an old International bus by name of Gramps.
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