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Could Be The Moon
02:53
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I've just heard a voice on my radio tonight
Saying to me "you know it's been a while"
I've just seen a face pass through my memory
Saying to me "come back tonight"
And I turn the music low 'cause I don't have time
To make you mine
I feel so lonely sometimes that I could die
But not tonight
Could be the moon I'm singing to it could be the stars
And it could be you but it's not true
You are miles away, hear what I say
Please hear my words, I love you the same
So I let the music play 'cause I found the time
To make you mine
I feel so lucky sometimes that I could die
But not tonight
I'll live a while
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2. |
St. Louis
03:24
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I just follow yellow lines
I only go where they lead
I'm off to where the sky meets the earth
Against a wall of sunset
Streetlights pass reflecting in glass
I turn my face against the wind
One more week and I'll be back
One more time you'll let me in
If I say that I'm leaving this place
When it gets under my skin
I hope you know I'll be around soon
I'll be back again
Darling every day I think of you
While I'm staring at the road
Darling everything reminds me of you
As I roll along
If I say that I'm leaving this place
When it gets under my skin
I hope you know I'll be around soon
I'll be back again
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3. |
Hit The Roof
05:18
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4. |
O Great Telephone
03:34
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Please don't worry about the wind outside
The more it's blowing and the shadows arrive
Please stay warm and safe for me tonight
And sleep come quickly to your tired eyes
I wouldn't wish a thing to do you harm
Or get in the way
Please lay down to sleep
And listen to me say
I love you more every day
A phone call from you, it looks like rain again
And I'm left here at home again
Nothing much now ever happens here
I hope you're well and your skies are clear
I wouldn't wish a thing to do you harm
Or get in the way
Please lay down to sleep
And listen to me say
I love you more every day
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5. |
High Uinta High
04:55
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From the Salt Lake on the West side
The sun burns red and the moon shines bright
It lights the mountains that cut the sky
I never left over roads so high
I followed the fence for seven miles
Across empty fields and endless skies
The grass was greener on the other side
And the river ran all through the night
I gotta get back where I came from
Past all the things that made me feel numb
Oh Lord please save my family
And all the friends surrounding me
Please put them near the highest tree
Then I will know that you saved me
I gotta get back to the tree line
The dusty road and shot up stop sign
I'll miss the power lines stretched out ahead
Against the shadow of a mountain
I needed an empty road and a lonely wind
To bring me back again
Now I've spent years in the skyline
Where too much time is no waste of time
I'll miss the power lines above my head
Against the shadow of a building
I needed a busy road and the ocean wind
To love this high road again
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6. |
Faithful Soldier
02:25
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7. |
Butterfly
02:42
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My little butterfly flying away
Over the mountains high over the lakes
Will I see you again when sunlight fades
My little butterfly floating away
Oh little bird of mine what will it take
To make you stay right by
When starlight fades
But when morning comes you're far away
Oh little bird of mine what will it take
Sweet little girl of mine come back to me
Like rivers flowing down into the sea
Will you ever be mine at break of day
Sweet little girl of mine come back to stay
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8. |
Through My Window
05:37
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The brightest starlight pours through my window
Like all of the diamonds on high
Or is it the streetlight outside?
I hear the cars pass and echoing voices
Singing songs late at night
I can remember what that was like
Since you've been gone I can't find a song that feels right
I watched the rain fall from inside my window
I saw every drop hit the ground
I counted the times you came around
Down at the platform I wait for a train to come
Carry my blues away
But somehow that train never came
Since you've been gone I can't find a way to spend my days
I dream of a home that I'd share with you
Skies over green grass they'd always be blue
And you still love me and it all came true
Today
From up on the rooftop I look over city blocks
Deep in the walls of this maze
I thought that I saw your face
Night time the wind blows and rattles my windows
I watch the starlight fade
Wishing to be far away
Since you've been gone I can't find a reason to stay
I dream of a home that I'd share with you
The skies over green grass they'd always be blue
You still love me and it all came true
Today
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9. |
Your Old Street
03:13
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Back again to this old place
I love so much I ran away
Would you remember me
In the front yard down by the trees
I still wonder what would have been
Take the keys from kitchen shelf
I'll start the car it's just as well
That I take a drive for a while
Do you ever feel this way
Lost on your old street it's late
And you're called back home
Trail the cat from room to room
On carpets without my shoes
There's darkness now surrounding me
And a history that won't sleep
And the ticking clock says it's late
Do you ever feel this way
Lost on your old street it's late
And you're called back home
And you head back home
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My fragile friend been digging a hole
Far too deep to fill
There's dirt on your hands and blood on your face
And too much time to kill
I wish you could stop now and let it all go
Away from here
My heartbroken friend nursing a void
Far too black to see
You whisper again on the other end
Is it hello or a plea
I wish you could step back and finally talk back
To me
What would you say to me
To make me believe
That you really wanted to be around here at all
I was just there to see
You bleed and stumble and fall
My only friend it's happened again
And you were too blind to see
The light in your eyes put out by lies
And joy sucked out of your body
I wish I could stop now and say something good
And make you believe
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11. |
Hollow Sidewalks
07:38
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A perfect Sunday a hard rain's coming down
Everyone's out but no one makes a sound
The traffic noises the only songs they sing
All the dead leaves blow their own way
All the buildings for miles around
Are filled with people all on their own
I spend my hours building a wall
No one sees me and I can't hear them call
Oh these ghosts that float past
Store-fronts and hollow sidewalks
Not one's empty eyes look to find the sun
That doesn't shine any more
I remember when my time was heaven sent not
Connecting the empty spaces in every passing moment
I used to fill my days I used to sleep at night
I can still see a darkness I can still see a light
After dark here no one slows down
People wander the edges of town
The train past Cortlandt the middle of the night
All the lights on and no one inside
Oh these ghosts they float past
Store-fronts and hollow sidewalks
Not one's empty eyes look to find the sun
That doesn't shine anymore
It doesn't shine anymore
Sun shine down on me please take away the darkness and the gray
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Cub Country
Cub Country is a band formed in 2001 by Jeremy Chatelain (former member of Handsome and Jets To Brazil). Over the course of 10 years Cub Country made 4 long playing records. The "band" consisted of a revolving door of members and was based in Brooklyn, Chapel Hill and Seattle at different points. "Repeat Until Death" is the band's final posthumous offering. ... more
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