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Ten Lights Left
03:07
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White rose on the reverend’s black jacket
Don't mean sin is gone
Red rose by the magician’s white rabbit
Don't mean the show is done
Boys and girls play games
But not for fun
They don't mean nothing by it
Just your little gun
Red stripes on Old Glory don't mean that
This blood has run
White stars on a blue field - don't repeat it -
We’re all under one
Boys and girls play games
But not for fun
They don't mean nothing by it
Just your little gun
Go on holding your ground
Go and grow your own manna now
Ten lights left in town
Your fellow sheep
Go on holding your ground
Go and grow your own manna now
Ten lights left in town
Your soul to keep
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2. |
Train of Sins and Haints
03:06
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Lord if I should die today
I don't know what I could say
Meet me at them pearly gates
Meet me with my sins and haints
Guess I'll take the winding road
Go out where the plotters go
Cry out at the stars in rage
You can't take what's ours away
Nowhere bound like a castaway
Drifting around some island chain
Guess it's time to make for the main
Lord if I should die today
I don't know what I could say
Meet me at them pearly gates
Meet me with my sins and haints
I should fly, I should fly away
But I will try to make it better someday
Even if it means breaking ranks
Lord if I should die today
I don't know what I could say
Meet me at them pearly gates
Meet me with my sins and haints
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3. |
May God Bless You
05:26
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Said you'd never look away
Said you'd stay in a state of grace
Now you look at me so
As if you'd seen a ghost
I said ‘til death do we part
You'd get ahead in fits and starts
Now you look at me so
Like you'd unbind these ties and go
If you turn your back on me
I will haunt you
If you steal your smile back from me
May God bless you
Retreat, it's always been your style
Limelight blinds you to their wiles
But with these others now you show
Maybe you’ve needed to be exposed
You can always talk to me
I'm hear to help, please talk to me
You make me feel like I'm a chore
You don't care to lie about anymore
If you turn your back on me
I will haunt you
If you steal your smile back from me
May God bless you
Living with you sometimes
Like life with a child of nine
When you speak your peace
All of history unwinds
If I could make you think about
That beach in the Carolines
Maybe you'd come back down
Come back down to me
Chain smoking in the cold
Coughing ‘til you choke
Staring down at your tiny screen
Pushing buttons like you’re some big thing
Kind of at a certain place
Where I need you and I need my space
Don't want to feel like I have failed
Don't want to leave all my bets on the rails
If you turn your back on me
I will haunt you
If you turn your back on me
I will haunt you
If you turn your back on me
I will haunt you
If you steal your smile back from me
May God bless you
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4. |
Free Things in a Vise
04:41
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Hope you didn't wait up long
No it's cool I took a cab home
Just tripped in the parking lot
And passed out on the couch
Me and some work friends
We were just talking about
What we would like to do and
What we could do without
Wasn't you I was talking about
That blade, it cuts two ways
It's the truth, trash caught in the gate
Makes me think it's way past time
Me and some work friends
We were just talking about
What we would like to do and
What we could do without
You say you'd like to know
You say you'd like to scry
Some future from the stones
Do you really need to be shown
The place after we fly
This cast of hollow bones?
So this is what I know
A goddam wasted life
Wastes everybody's time
And every motion foretold
A free thing in a vice
That gets bent until it folds
Yeah I'm being serious
I wasn't raised an atheist
Ain't as simple as one moment of doubt
And what you hide away like a suitcase
Me and some work friends
We were just talking about
Me and some work friends
We were just talking about
Me and some work friends
We were just talking about
What we would like to do and
What we could do without
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5. |
The Conveyor
03:56
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I see it all the time
These boys unwind
I ain't there to make it fine
I ain't there to make it fine
Black coffee growing cold
Back streets getting old
Same names different times
After awhile they start to rhyme
What goes in is what goes out
no greater
What goes in is what goes down
the conveyor
Got a boy of my own
He's with his mother at home
And I am there to make it fine
Just one glass of red wine
Then one breaks from the fold
Right name and ZIP code
Babylon come online
I keep the peace in mic time
What goes in is what goes out
no greater
What goes in is what goes down
the conveyor
I see it all the time
These boys on the line
I ain't there to make it fine
I ain't there to make it fine
They throw themselves at the walls
Some stick but most fall
When they're done speaking their minds
They understand who keeps time
What goes in is what goes out
no greater
What goes in is what goes down
the conveyor
What goes in is what goes out
no greater
What goes in is what goes down
the conveyor
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6. |
Won't Hear What You Say
03:19
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7. |
Jim's Song
03:12
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There goes old McGuinn
Up to the podium again
Flag pin on his lapel
Crowd comes creeping in
Let the song and dance begin
To the tune we all know welll
It's a new day, a new kind of fight
For the old ways keeping us alive
Under assault again by the forces of darkness
Let's get to the facts
These guys they started leaving tracks
Fake names, bank accounts
There was chatter in the bands
Cash changing hands
Large sums in small amounts
Finally caught a break
A lady called crying to say
He's a good man come unwound
And at the Chesterfield
County fairgrounds
Tonight he can be found
It's a new day, a new kind of fight
For the old ways keeping us alive
Under assault again by the forces of darkness
Hey there old McGuinn
I see you finally got your man
You got him dead to rights
Now listen to me Jim
This guy was more boy than man
He gave up without a fight
This boy he said to me
I wasn't trying to be mean
Though I half believe he was right
I said the law is still the law
Ain't my job to make that call
As I led him to his black and white
It's a new day, a new kind of fight
For the old ways keeping us alive
Under assault again by the forces of darkness
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I did leave that shotgun by the door
I won't be back round here for some time
I'll be thinking about you all the way
I'll be thinking about you all the way
I know you told me I should not be so inclined
Shoot my mouth off with all them Maccabees online
I'll be thinking about you all the way
I'll be thinking about you all the way
They say I'll never see
The same way I used to see
And they say after twenty
I'll be begging them to be free
Now I think about how all this came to be
My wrists ache from the strain at these confines
I'll be thinking about you all the way
I'll be thinking about you all the way
I'll be thinking about you all the way
I'll be thinking about you all the way
To Petersburg tonight
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Hey, he brought you flowers
Yeah they look great
Beside your other toys
Yeah, yeah we know he loves you
That's what you don't say
And what you're saying
It always comes on this way
Violet and gray
Brave new worlds, pale faces
Paler fates
Break, if just for a moment
You're driving home
With the windows rolled down
Winters in the South ain't the same
As winters in the mountains
The frost don't stay, no the frost don't stay
It always comes on this way
Violet and gray
Brave new worlds, pale faces
Paler fates
Yeah, we know he loves you
That's what you don't say
And what you're saying
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John Brennan Charlotte, North Carolina
John Brennan - Guitar/Vocals
Daniel Jackson - Drums
Justin Kent - Bass
Grey Revell - Guitar/Vocals
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