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The Evening Sky
03:44
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The Evening Sky
Is your love in the light in your eye, or is it dark where you are?
Is it your star in your smile that makes you seem so far?
Does it show in your eyes when you remember, whatever you won’t forget?
Is it dark where you are?
In the place where you are?
There’s a sun in the evening sky, and a clock in the back of my mind.
and I’ll make time to understand with the pieces that I find.
Do you still cry like I remember? Is that my tear in your eye?
Is it dark where you are?
Will you stay where you are?
When you wake and your tired and bleary, at the moment that you are aware,
What’s going on in the silence in your stare?
Do you still cry when you remember? Is someone crying for you?
In the place where you are?
Will you stay where you are?
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Galen Remembers
05:54
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Waiting on the Line
04:39
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I’m Already Waiting On The Line
I just can’t think of anything to say to you.
I know I said I’d tell you by tonight,
and all I’ve done is talk of what I want to do,
and don’t you know, I still don’t know.
To face the world, we’ll make us what we want to be.
To take a part of day and call it night,
or turn the earth so we could see the stars again,
‘cause either way would be OK.
Chorus
Don’t worry that it’s getting late to call me,
Cause I’m already waiting on the line.
Now that all is said and what is best is done,
we’ll play another song we didn’t write.
When after all we’re playing for the change we made.
And I don’t mind, you’re not in time.
Chorus
You don’t need numbers to call me,
‘cause I’m already waiting on the line.
When all the games are played and the results are in,
ask me then if anybody won.
Then you’ll know you don’t have to put your makeup on,
‘cause don’t you see, it’s only me.
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Opaque Luminosity
03:05
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The Sympathetic Eye
02:39
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The Sympathetic Eye
Once inside the house, I rested easy.
What I knew, I wished I could deny.
The lonesome desolation, pages without meaning,
faces stare across a battle line.
I saw a man mourning at his own grave.
He’d give his life if anybody’d cry.
Finally accepting the burdening of being,
he unplugged the clock and then he died.
Bridge
The waiting is almost over.
The colored sky has never looked so sinister.
On the public sidewalks of creation,
they turned their faces so they could deny.
Not the prostitution, nor he cosmetic surgeon,
could recreate the sympathetic eye.
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Nothing Changed At All
05:24
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The Problem of Monroe
03:17
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Crossing The Line
03:13
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Crossing The Line
She’d never shown her suicide.
Her friends had never known about her.
And yet I tried to love her - change the very sky above her.
Living on the edge of living,
but never crossing the line.
Of all the ways I could have run,
She’d always silently be with me.
Never too close before me - not far behind.
On the edge of being something,
But never crossing the line.
Bridge 1
Through the night the clock is ticking.
She waits alone for someone else to call.
On the chair the book is open,
The circled words are there to break her fall.
Bridge 2
She wakes up in a tattered tee-shirt
And realizes there must be something more.
It’s much too late to change her mind but
She knows she’ll never have what she did before.
Here comes the closing of the year,
And we still live above the ground.
Another day of nothing - another time.
Standing at the brink of knowing,
But never crossing the line.
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