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- Track Name: Small Ugly Town
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When the small ugly town you were raised in takes on the faces of strangers
And the houses you played at as children, are as empty as savior-less mangers
And your friends are as scarce now as angels and the only thing that makes this place home
is your family name on the gravestones
When the churches you prayed in are empty and the schools where you studied are fenced in
And the parents that raised you are buried and all of your old friends are married
And no one comes around anymore and you sit up alone in your cluttered room
When you pass by the shops and hear laughter, and they come to the doors as you pass them
whispering he is the one that's forbidden, we told him to go still he comes here
and you know he's no business in town, because trouble just follows him all around
When the ones that shake hands when you see them scoff at your back as you're leaving
and they say "Man he thinks he's so clever, mister poet or prophet... whatever.
If he's intuitive then why can't he see, that we wish that he'd just stay so far away
When the girl that you told all your fears to, that stood up when they spoke out against you
the same girl that you comforted crying, goes off sleeping with strangers and lying
When you ask her then she starts denying and she says she'd do better alone
now it's just like she never even knew you at all... knew you at all.
When the small ugly town you were raised in takes on the faces of strangers
And the houses you played at as children, are as empty as savior-less mangers
And your friends are as scarce now as angels and the only thing that makes this place home
is your family name on the gravestones.
- Track Name: Fairies In The Attic
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Well her hair hung down like honey in the sunlight of the morning
and she'd stand there in that window like a flower in it's garden
in her white dress all unfasten while her cat slept on the table
And the wind howled through the attic, she'd say "There fairies in the gables"
She'd sit down in the doorway tying up her pigtails in the sun
When she moved here from a small town with the cold rains of December
and I asked her about her home town she'd say "I really can't remember,
except the girls there didn't like me because their boyfriends want to screw you
and they all get drunk on Saturday and on Sunday sing hallelujahs
and I never found kindness in their strangers,
and I don't believe in their Jesus or their mangers and I told them so."
And she'd walk home in the evenings, through the alleys down the sidewalk
and I'd swear that she was floating like some angel through a junkyard
through the slow grind of the city she'd snake through all the shoppers
disappearing around the corner,
with her butterfly book bag and her long hair
and I'm so glad that I met her... yesterday . . . but not today.
Now her window's full of raindrops and I'm putting out the candles
and I'm making sure the door's locked when I swore I saw her standing
Hear her cat cry at the front door so I hurried to unlatch it
but there's nothing when I open, must have been those fairies in the attic
or the cold street lights of Manhattan.
- Track Name: The Gone House
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... this is what she told me
"That night I said I loved you, I only meant to say
I love the way you make me feel right now,
but it didn't come out that way.
I'm sorry I deceived you
I know how it must feel
if it's any consolation all those things I said that night
I thought that they were real."
I've seen her out on campus at night time in the bars
I've seen her with that teenage tattooed anarchist boy and I watched them as they drove off in her car
And i walked off down the alley
and I sat down on the tracks
and I thought of how if I followed them I'd be out of this town
and when I do I ain't never coming back
And I'm back here in the gone house and I'm up here on the roof
And I'm pulling out my journals where I wrote down everything you said
as if I knew some day I might need the proof
I used to call you angel right here, I compared you to a rose
Now heaven's gates are all locked and I'm out here in your garden
where nothing ever grows.
That night you said you loved me, I knew it wasn't real
but I wanted to believe you, because i like the way it feels
please don't think that you deceived me I knew that wasn't you
and if it's any consolation, all those things you told me well I knew, I knew it wasn't true.
- Track Name: Goodbye Sarah
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She said the world's her lover with all the stars connected to illuminate mangers all under the sky.
she let the light seduce her, and she went traveling homeless towards elusive beacons that fade with the sun...saying
There's an angel in heaven. There's a man on the moon... and there are eyes looking down on all that we do.
She was seen last winter with a faceless stranger
on a train going east to some far away lights.
She got lost abandoned in a world of phantoms that told her the needle will help you get through the night.
And there's an angel in heaven
And there's a man on the moon
And there are eyes looking down on all that we do
She met a man at the cross road and he told her stories and his eyes were like embers burning into her soul.
He said, Do your prayers protect you? Do your days still seduce you or do your dreams disappear when you open your eyes?
Cause, There's no angel in heaven
there's no man on the moon
There's no eyes looking down on all that we do.
And when the bar was empty she walked along the back street, then she sat on the railroad & dreamed about home... home.... home.