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Strangers Almanac (1997)
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parking lot, movie screen
I can't feel anything
cigarette, beat up tv
can't feel anything

now that I
I am in town
I feel fine
fine for now

hang around with the people
that I used to be
hang around on a corner
waiting to go
have a seat

now that I
I am in town
I feel fine
fine for now

50 cents or a dollar 3
I don't owe you anything
spent a life on a heart that would
rather not feel anything
I can try
I can see
I can want it to be
I can laugh
I can feel
I can see anything without dreaming

Now that I
I am in town
I am in town

Hang around with the people
We used to be
We hang around on a corner
Waiting to go have a seat

And I can try
I can see
I can want it to be
I can laugh
I can feel
I can say anything that seems real
It's just like a dream
I can feel
I can laugh
I can want it to still be real
It's a dream
I've had
It's the last
Now it seems

Now that I
I am in town
I feel fine
Fine for now
Now that I
I am in town
Now that I
I am in town

. . .


One, two, three, four.

Well excuse me if I break my own heart
It's mine from the finish I guess
It was mine from the start
This situation just don't seem so goddamn smart
This situation is tearing me apart

So you'll have to excuse me
I break my own heart

Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
Some things aren't born too strong
Have to learn how to fight
This situation keeps me drinking every goddamn day and night
So excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight

After all it was mine
after all it was mine
after all it was mine
can I have it back sometime?

So if the rain falls down on your mississippi town
Let your eyes drift easy into mine
If the rain falls down on your mississippi town
Let your eyes drift into mine
You're on the road but your diary entry reads blank (it reads blank)
Is this some sort of joke to you?
Is this some sort of joke to you?

Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight
Well excuse me if I break my own heart tonight

After all it was mine
After all it was mine
After all it was mine
Can I have it back sometime?

. . .


Well traveling to the point
That I can't stop it
Get so familiar
Never get enough
Talk about it all the time
Just drop it
Damage in your pretty little eyes says it all

I can't stand to be under your wing
I can't fly or sink or swim
It's a lot like falling down
Standing up, and I'm falling down
Fill my cup 'til I understand
Wait a minute, see the pieces don't fit this time

Well, yesterday's news is what I have been reading
See you at the Comet and I end up needing
Know if you were thinking it could have been
It was nothing it's cause nothing's what you did

I can't stand to be under your wing
I can't fly or sink or swim
It's a lot like falling down
Standing up, and I'm falling down
Fill my cup 'til I understand
Wait a minute, see the pieces don't fit this time

Well I can't stand to be under your wing
I can't fly or sink or swim
It's a lot like falling down
I'm standing up, falling down
Fill my cup 'til I understand
Wait a minute, see the pieces don't fit this time

. . .


I got sixteen days
One for every time I've gone away
One for every time I should have stayed
You should have wore my wedding ring

I got sixteen days
Fifteen of those are nights
Can't sleep when the bed sheet fights
Its way back to your side

Well the ghost has got me running (ghost has got me running)
The ghost has got me running (ghost has got me running)
Away from you, away from you, away...

I got sixteen days
Got a bible and a rosary
God, I wish that you were close to me
Guess I owe you an apology

I got sixteen days
Fifteen of those are nights
Can't sleep when the bed sheet fights
Its way back to your side

Well the ghost has got me running
The ghost has got me running
Away from you, away from you, away...

Old tin cups, little paper dolls
All wrapped up, in ribbons, bows, and hearts
Old tin cups, and little paper dolls
All wrapped up, in the ribbons of your heart

I got sixteen days
Sixteen days
I got sixteen days
It's like before I hang

. . .


She's got diamonds in her eyes
That she likes to hide
Seek and you will find
The hide and seeking kind
She's got rings wrapped around her precious things
And what the day brings
Oh it's no surprise

Don't you ask me how I'm doing
When everything I do says I miss you
Don't you ask me how I'm doing
When everything I do . . .
When everything I do . . .
When everything I do says I-I miss you

She's got diamonds in her eyes
That she likes to hide
Seek and you will find
The hide and seeking kind
She's got rings wrapped around her precious things
And what the day brings
Oh it's no surprise

Don't you ask me how I'm doing
When everything I do says I miss you
Don't you ask me how I'm doing
When everything I do . . .
When everything I do . . .
When everything I do says I miss you

She's got diamonds in her eyes
That she likes to hide
Seek and you will find
The hide and seeking kind
She's got rings wrapped around her precious things
And what the day brings
Oh it's no surprise

Don't you ask me how I'm doing
when everything I do says I miss you
Don't you ask me how I'm doing
When everything I do . . .
When everything I do . . .
When everything I do . . .

. . .


Well I found a bunch of letters
That were written for the fellow who broke your momma's heart
And the envelope folds smelled of her ancient perfume
I'll bet she didn't know
How to respond before the blankets of snow
Caught him out wandering alone
With no place to go

There were stars in the sky
There were houses on the hill
And there bottles of pills that were easy to buy
To keep her warm from the oncoming storm

Well I found them in the northwest corner of the attic in a box
Labeled tinsel and lights
Didn't know what I was I looking for
Maybe just a blanket or artifacts
Eisenhower sent him to war
He kept her picture in his pocket that was closest to his heart
And when he hit shore
Must have been a target for the gunman

There were stars in the sky
There were bunkers on the hill and there were caskets to fill
Where he would lie
Shrouded in the red white and blue with the stripes

There were stars in the sky
There were houses on the hill
And there bottles of pills that were easy to buy
To keep her warm from the oncoming storm

. . .


Want to cross but I don't think I can
It's too weak here even where I stand
Come here darling let me see you hold my hand
So we can mend your broken halo

All I want from you
Well, all I want from you
Is for you to
Turn around
Turn around

Wantted damage... so I damaged it some
We use to have it all now I just got some
The silence, perfection, mystery, all easy to fall from your lips
All the while lies are told to me in shapeless secrets

When all I want from you
All I want from you
Is for you to
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around

SOLO

Can't your turn around
Can't you turn around
Can't you turn around
Why can't you turn around

Turn around
Turn around
Turn around

. . .


When I see the moon, I hear the sound of the strip
Just calling my name, just calling my name
When I see the moon, I hear the sound of the strip
Just calling my name, yeah, it's calling my name

Man, I love the feel when I go out
Dancing with the women at the bar
Man I love the feel when I go out
I always know my woman's close somewhere

My daddy saw the moon, heard the sound of the strip
Yeah, it called out his name, yeah, it called out his name
My daddy saw the moon, and heard the sound of the strip
Yeah, it called out his name, and it called his son's name too

Man I love the feel when I go out
Dancing with the women at the bar
Man I love the feel when I go out
I always know my woman's close somewhere
Close somewhere...

When you see the moon, hear the sound of the strip
Yeah, call out my name, yeah, call out my name
And if you see the moon, or hear the sound of the strip
Yeah, call out my name, and call my friends' names too

Man, I love the feel when I go out
Dancing with the women at the bar
Man I love the feel when I go out
I always know my woman's close somewhere
Close somewhere...

. . .


Yeah, you say that all the time
And you mean it only sometimes
Are you out in all that sunshine
Waiting to derail
Wanting needing fighting feeling
Waiting to derail
Needing wanting feeling fighting
Waiting to derail

Yeah, you say that only sometimes
But you mean it all the same
Are you out in all that sunshine
Just waiting to derail
Wanting needing feeling wanting
Waiting to derail
Wanting changing
Do you feel it?
Do you feel it?
Are you waiting to derail
To derail
Waiting to derail
Waiting to derail
Waiting to derail
Waiting to derail

Are you waiting?

Yeah, you say that all the time
But you mean it only sometimes
Are you out in all that sunshine
Are you feeling better now
That you're waiting to derail
Wanting feeling trying embracing
But you're waiting to derail
Waiting. yeah, waiting to derail
You're waiting to derail
Yes you're waiting to derail

. . .


No the cops here they can't run down to your house
Sometimes, I sit and wish i were somewhere else
So lets damn the daylights for us sweethearts that we are
Sometimes I find myself still lying in your arms

All the sweethearts of the world
Are out dancing in the places where me and all my friends
Go to hide our faces

Avenues run one way
Streets they run the same
Something in the air here still keeps me away

No the cops here they can't take me to your house
I get directions and pretend I was somewhere else
All the sweethearts of the world are out littering the bars
And I am still avenues from any place you are

You know avenues run one way
Streets they run the same
Its gonna take a lot of shit for me
To stay away

. . .


Losering
Losering
Patiently
Losering
Losering

I could tell
She could tell
Everything
Losering
Patiently
Losering
Losering

Losering
Losering
Patiently
Losering
Well I could tell
She could tell
Everything
Losering
Patiently
Losering
Losering
Losering

(take a second to stop
think about everything
see what you have been losing
losering)

See what you have been losing.

. . .


Somebody remembers the rose
While the other forgets how it grows
Would all the dangers
Would all the dangers of love
Am I still a stranger?

Somebody remembers the dress
How it was handsome
Beautifully pressed
Would all the dangers
Would all the dangers of love
Lost to a stranger

Honey I'm out of service
For a while
Damaged heart's been manufactured
And everyday this one never works anyway

Somebody remembers the rose
While the other forgets how it grows
Would all the dangers
Would all the dangers of love
Lost to a stranger

Honey, I know you
Baby, I know you
Yeah, I know you

. . .


I slept in our room
Nice wall
And I slept with our ghosts
Painting the walls
And our happiness hung there
Like a mistake or a light
Truly you are gone
Wandering helplessly now
(Ghosts painting the walls)
We are we are
You, you are gone
You, you are gone
You, you're gone
You, you're gone
You're gone

I left all the lights on
In our old room
To pretend that you and I were home
(waiting up somewhere for your boy)
(I'm not home)
I left all the lights on
(I'm not home. anymore)
You are still waiting up for me in our old room?
{you're not home anymore}

You, you are gone
Yeah you, you are gone
Yeah you, you are gone
Yeah you, you're gone
You're gone

No love in the ghosts that we are
No love ever lost any more
Still waiting up somewhere you are

You, you are gone
Yeah you, you are gone
Yeah you, you are gone
Yeah you, you are gone
Yeah you, you are gone

It used to mean a lot, mean a lot to me
Now it doesn't mean it doesn't mean a thing
It used to mean a lot, mean a lot to me
Now it doesn't mean, doesn't mean a thing
And I pretend that it meant a lot to me
But it never meant, never meant a thing
Used to mean a lot, mean a lot to me.
Now it doesn't mean...
Doesn't mean anything.

. . .


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