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The Sparklehorse Lyric Book Second Edition, 12.10.06 All the lyrics as a .txt file for you to do what you will with. Or click on a title below to view the lyrics to a particular song. All words (except where noted) are the work of Mark Linkous [Spirit Ditch Music ASCAP]. |
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1| - Dreamt for Light Years in the Belly of a Mountain ------------------------------------------------------ --- Don't Take My Sunshine Away --- your face is like the sun sinking into the ocean your face is like watching flowers growing in fast motion all your kisses i swallowed brightened mornings and hollows my vines and tree knots will come unwound baby you are my sunshine my sunshine please don’t take my sunshine away the grounded fireflies are little stars that are dying returning to the earth i can hear them crying like christmas bulbs that i swallowed slept in a tree that’s gone hollow and never a brittle wintertime baby you are my sunshine my sunshine please don’t take my sunshine away sunshine my sunshine please don’t take my sunshine away Back to Top --- Getting It Wrong --- set your woods on fire hide up in the spires the flames kept dancing higher they’re playing our song they’re playing our song they’re getting it wrong ophelia in the creek caught up in the sticks somethings can’t be fixed they’re playing our song they’re playing our song they’re playing our song Back to Top --- Shade and Honey --- i could look in your face for a thousand years it’s like a civil war of pain and of cheer but if you was a horse i could help you with your chains i could ride you through the fields by your fiery mane may your shade be sweet and float upon the lakes where the sun will be made of honey i’ll cry diamonds while you burn cause no one here can save you she’s returning to the earth but one day she’ll be silver stars are dying in my chest until i see you again she was born with the wings of a hawk but now she combs her hair with blood may your shade be sweet and float upon the lakes where the sun will be made of honey may your shade be sweet and float upon the lakes i know the sun could be made of honey may your shade be sweet may your shade be sweet and float upon the lakes may your shade be sweet Back to Top --- See the Light --- away with golden crows i know their souls are old the waves and the thunder’s prose within her belly glows where the sleeping old bears breathe i can’t see the light for the trees i stayed in lake of fire my bed was ancient pyre the stars all fell into the sea i can’t see the light for the trees for the trees for the trees for the trees for the trees Back to Top --- Return to Me --- arise oh brother mountain our hooves hammering your coils the rivers carve out your hollows with tears from me return to me return to me my love oh my love be still oh rusting river unlock her name from your grass unburden the pressures of fathoms of tears from me return to me return to me my love o my love o my love return to the clouds return in the caves return over valleys o my love o my love o my love Back to Top --- Some Sweet Day --- you are you are my daisy you’re my lullaby come sun up my dogs will fade to honeysuckle and clear moonshine she was she was my black earth and the fire in my spine her magnetic waves gave birth i was the one who loved you most but you can’t put your arms around a ghost some sweet day you will be mine, you’ll be mine some sweet day you will be mine, you’ll be mine we can we can go home soon o’er the cold old sea her lover is in the old moon o to kiss her knobbly knees know she’s laughing underwater her pain’s gone away we drank whiskey like our fathers born to return back to the clay my love for you girl will never decay some sweet day you will be mine, you’ll be mine some sweet day you will be mine, you’ll be mine where did you go, up to the sun? where are you now, part of the sea in every drop or did you simply stop? some sweet day you will be mine, you’ll be mine some sweet day you will be mine, you’ll be mine Back to Top --- Ghost in the Sky --- abide with me from the morning 'til the evening abide with me when the night is high be my last sight and sweet to rest forever on your warm decaying breast see you blind behold your saviour's come dance for death you lame in the morning fires and be a ghost in the sky a ghost in the sky be a ghost in the sky a ghost in the sky grace has purified my blindness it could be fresh and new and glorious will my bleeding ears be rung with joy or are they just plain spent and well destroyed see you blind behold your saviour's come dance for death you lame in the morning fires and be a ghost in the sky a ghost in the sky be a ghost in the sky a ghost in the sky ghost in the sky a ghost in the sky and be a ghost in the sky a ghost in the sky be a ghost in the sky be a ghost in the sky be a ghost in the sky be a ghost in the sky be a ghost in the sky be a ghost in the sky be a ghost in the sky be a ghost in the sky be a ghost in the sky Back to Top --- Mountains --- once i was a big old bear reigning blows on sparkly snares in the woods after the snow the white noise witch her hammers cold rest beneath the pine and rose in our suits and sunday clothes cheer up my brother it’s going to be alright i know your hearts are heavy as mountains but were going to go back home one day hang there little winter star tell me who you really are up above the world so high like a diamond in the sky born with honey in my hair once i was a big old bear cheer up my brother it’s going to be alright i know your hearts are heavy as mountains but were going to go back home one day wore my dress up to my knees there’s ghosts of babies in the streams Back to Top --- Morning Hollow --- in the silver morning hollow trembling and getting old smelling burnt oil of heaven about ten years too big to hold she don’t get up when i come into the room she don’t run through the fields anymore built a fire in the kitchen made her bed by th’ stove took a walk to the graveyard but she didn’t want to go she don’t worry all them murders of crows even though they was always out of reach Back to Top --- Knives of Summertime --- a flock of knives cut the sky and buried in my black eyes and the clouds they bled in my head and autumn rain soaked the dry beds and the hurricane of her eyes wailed away the knives the knives of summertime, summertime the knives of summertime, summertime the knives of summertime and i did swallow stained glass tears absorbed by the sun for many light years and the fire flies in her hair my red concertinas coming down the stairs and the hurricane of her eyes wailed away the knives the knives of summertime, summertime the knives of summertime, summertime the knives of summertime Back to Top --- It's Not So Hard --- to wake not swallowed by willows half eaten by widows a new day’s begun smile cos nothing here matters the spiders get fatter explode into the sun oh c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon it’s not so hard oh c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon it’s not so hard it’s not so hard it’s not so hard to trap the dead dogs of summer assaulting your slumber stay drunk evermore rise your jewellery will scatter on deserts and saturns the rings are on fire oh c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon it’s not so hard c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon it’s not so hard oh c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon it’s not so hard c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon it’s not so hard it’s not so hard it’s not so hard it’s not so hard Back to Top --- Dreamt for Light Years in the Belly of a Mountain --- (instrumental) Back to Top 2| - It's a Wonderful Life -------------------------- --- It's a Wonderful Life --- i am the only one can ride that horse th'yonder i'm full of bees who died at sea it's a wonderful life it's a wonderful life i wore a rooster's blood when it flew like doves i'm a bog of poisoned frogs it's a wonderful life it's a wonderful life i'm the dog that ate your birthday cake it's a wonderful life it's a wonderful life it's a wonderful life Back to Top --- Gold Days --- good morning my child stay with me a while you not got any place to be won't you sit a spell with me you've got diamonds for eyes it's time for you to rise and evaporate in the sun sometimes it can weigh a ton keep all your crows away hold skinny wolves at bay in silver piles of smiles may all your days be gold my child a necklace of leaves spirits in the trees and drown all the clocks 'til there's none little indian in the sun keep all your crows away hold skinny wolves at bay in silver piles of smiles may all your days be gold my child ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah, hah-ahh good morning my child stay with me a while and evaporate in the sun sometimes it can weigh a ton keep all your crows away hold skinny wolves at bay in silver piles of smiles may all your days be gold my child may all your days be gold my child may all your days be gold my child may all your days be gold my child Back to Top --- Piano Fire --- i got sunburnt waiting for the jets to land circus people with hairy little hands hit it boys strike up the army band i got sunburnt waiting for the jets how do you feel? how do you feel? i can't seem to see through solid marble eyes fiery pianos washed up on a foggy coast squeaky old organs have given up the ghost fire them up and kill the piano birds there's creaky old organs burning on the coast how do you feel? how do you feel? i can't seem to breathe with a rusted metal heart i can't seem to see through solid marble eyes Back to Top --- Sea of Teeth --- can you feel the wind of venus on your skin? can you taste the crush of a sunset's dying blush? stars will always hang in summer's bleeding fangs can you feel the rings of saturn on your finger? can you taste the ghosts who shed their creaking hosts? but seas forever boil, trees will turn to soil stars will always hand in summer's bleeding veils but seas forever boil, trees will turn to soil Back to Top --- Apple Bed --- of horses wet with melted ice they would not heed my advice and burdened limbs of its weight to break and rot a whispered fate please doctor, please a remedy in a bloody sea to breach the hive and smoke the bees you can be my friend you can be my dog you can be my light you can be my fog please doctor, please the witches will return to their sticky tree knots i will feel the sun i will feel the sun i will feel the sun coming down i wish i had a horse's head a tiger's heart an apple bed Back to Top --- King of Nails --- the toothless kiss of skeletons in summer hail i'm the king of nails i drink my liquor from the palm of a child who spoke in tongues and smelt like sun keep all your leaves and ghosts in the bees to sink or to shine the nails are all mine and blood was rushing up the stairs i shut my eyes and killed the cock when the sun came knocking oh to taste the salty oil of your chest and on your eyes when the steam is on the rise sleep in the fire with snakes i have sired to sink or to shine the nails are all mine i drink my liquor from the palm of a child who spoke in tongues and smelt like sun the toothless kiss of skeletons in summer hail i'm the king of nails keep all your leaves and ghosts in the bees to sink or to shine the nails are all mine sleep in the fire with snakes i have sired to sink or to shine the nails are all mine Back to Top --- Eyepennies --- i will return here one day and dig up my boats from the clay i buried nails and strings and hair and an old tooth i believe was a bear's i held my hand in the fire it burned me down to the wires blood suckers hide beneath my bed in black fumes of sleep so gently bled i slept with a cat on my breast slowing my heart stealing my breath at sunrise the monkeys will fly and leave me with pennies in my eyes i will return here one day and dig up my boats from the clay i buried nails and string and hair and that old tooth i believe was a bear's at sunrise the monkeys will fly and leave me with pennies in my eyes Back to Top --- Dog Door --- well this is me ... ... old ... i could be a shopkeeper we'll call 'em ... she got a six foot pitchfork i see the wrecking-ball back over here together she got me here with or without she got me coming through the dog door she got me coming through the dog door i said pitchfork oh step-ladders you oughta walk away but you can't ... ... stairs she got me gone back here but don't sit there she let me keep the deck-chair she got me coming through the dog door she got me coming through the dog door pitchfork (pitchfork) crowbar (crowbar) clawhammer (clawhammer) hot tar (hot tar) she got me through her middle name but she can make it rain she got a small-town chill and she's starving in the belly wheel she got me coming through the dog door she got me coming through the dog door pitchfork (pitchfork) crowbar (crowbar) clawhammer (clawhammer) hot tar (hot tar) Back to Top --- More Yellow Birds --- is your jewellery still lost in the sand out on the coast, or rushed into the brine? you left your rings on the shoreline so you wouldn't lose them swimming in the shallows a plastic shovel, soft sweaty children far from home on vacation not unlike your very own and the captain howdy lit upon my shoulder and he left me with sulphur and rooms full of headaches i fell in with snakes in the poisoned ranks of strangers please send me more yellow birds for the dim interior will my pony recognise my voice in hell? will he still be blind, or do they go by smell? will you promise not to rest me out at sea but on a fiery river boat that's rickety? i'll never find my pony along the roiling swells a muddy river or a lake could do me well with hints of amber sundowns and muted thunderstorms and sunken barge's horns, with their cold and rusty bells Back to Top --- Little Fat Baby --- did you save your wisdom teeth? did you burn your christmas tree? he got dragged by a donkey through the dust and the myrtle but he was once a little fat baby did you lose your fatty in the bath? did you make the city slickers laugh? he got dragged by a donkey through the glass and the myrtle but he was once a little fat baby did you burn your wisdom teeth? did you save your christmas tree? he got dragged by a donkey through the switches and the myrtle but he was once a little fat baby Back to Top --- Comfort Me --- with rocks in my dress and smoke in my hair i walked into a lake to get some sleep down in there won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? With minnows in my belly and ink in my veins the breath-robbin' lightning was making diamonds of rain won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? dreamed i was born on a mountain on the moon Where nothing grows or ever rots i dreamed that i had me a daughter who was magnificent as a horse won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? won't you come to comfort me? won't you come? Back to Top --- Babies on the Sun --- the sound of your voice rose graves of cats the pounding of your steps woke caves of bats babies on the sun babies on the sun your first burning breath was a symphony and a ship full of horses was going down at sea babies on the sun babies on the sun babies on the sun babies on the sun on the sun Back to Top 3| - Good Morning Spider ------------------------ --- Pig --- p-ig, oh, p-ig why don't you sing me that pretty lullaby then when you're singing great pack it all up i wanna new face right now and i want it bad i wanna new body that's strong i'm a butchered cow i wanna try and fly i wanna try and die i wanna be a pig i wanna fuck a car i wanna new face right now and i want it bad i wanna new body that's strong i'm a butchered cow i wanna be a stupid and shallow mutherfucker now i wanna be a tough skinned bitch but i don't know how i wanna be a shiny new baby with a spongy brain i wanna be a horse full of fire what will never reign Back to Top --- Painbirds --- goddamn it's so very hot supposed to come a rain but it's not oh yeah here come the painbirds oh yeah here come the painbirds spiral down those hateful dears between our skins and burning spheres oh yeah here come the painbirds oh yeah here come the painbirds goddamn it's so very hot/spiral down those hateful dears supposed to come a rain but it's not/between our skins and burning spheres oh yeah here come the painbirds oh yeah here come the painbirds oh yeah here come the painbirds oh yeah Back to Top --- Saint Mary --- blanket me sweet nurse and keep me from burnin' i must get back to the woods dear girls i must get back to the woods in the bloody elevator rising for their first cup of tea of the day when does sky turn into space and air into wind? the only things i really need is water, a gun, and rabbits let me rest my fevered cheek upon your warm sweet bellies in the bloody elevator going to the bright theatre now come on boys please let me taste the clean dirt in my lungs and moss on my back Back to Top --- Good Morning Spider --- (instrumental) Back to Top --- Sick of Goodbyes --- if i could just keep my stupid mind together then my thoughts would cross the land for you to see no one sees you on a vampire planet no one sees you like i do seconds click in which i'm changed to dust withered roots of knots and hairy rust no one sees you on a vampire planet no one sees you like i do i'm so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes i'm so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes goodbyes the night comes crawling in on all fours sucking up my dreams through the floor i'm so sick i'm so sick of goodbyes i'm so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes i'm so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes i'm so sick, so sick, so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes so, i'm so sick Back to Top --- Box of Stars (Part One) --- my bones wish to escape and run along an alien expanse to collapse from the heat in a cartoonish heap to sleep oh to sleep Back to Top --- Sunshine --- i opened my eyes and watched the sunshine it had been out all night to relax and unwind there will come a time gigantic waves will crush the junk that i have saved when the moon explodes or floats away i'll lose the souvenirs i made la la la i lay down on the grass and let the insects do their thing she covered me with wings and held my head and said 'poor thing' there will come a time gigantic waves will crush the junk that i have saved when the moon explodes or floats away i'll lose the souvenirs i made la la la Back to Top --- Happy Man --- if i had if i had more more would be laid at your feet if you give me just a little smile the dogs on my trail wouldn't drag me back to jail i woke up in a horse's stomach one foggy morning his eyes were crazy and he smashed into the cemetery gates all i want is to be a happy man all i want is to be a happy man i've seen teeth across the horizon fangs spanning yellow against the earth there ain't nothing, yeah but ghosts fever, rabbit dreams, and drunken boats i woke up in a horse's stomach one foggy morning his eyes were crazy and he smashed into the cemetery gates all i want is to be a happy man all i want is to be a happy man i woke up in a horse's stomach one foggy morning his eyes were crazy and he smashed into the cemetery gates all i want is to be a happy man all i want is to be a happy man all i want is to be a happy man all i want is to be a happy man all i want all i want all i want all i want Back to Top --- Hey, Joe --- (Words by Daniel Johnston) hey Joe c'mon Joe don't make that sad song any sadder than it already is hey Jack get back get yourself together c'mon c'mon i know you're thinking about your nervous laugh i know exactly what you're thinking of hey Sid no matter what you did it can work out work out no matter how you feel right now hey George do your chores don't feel sore i know it's a lot more than just being poor there's a heaven and there's a star for you there's a heaven and there's a star for you there's a heaven and there's a star for you there's a star for you there's a star for you there's a star for you Back to Top --- Come On In --- now i lay me down to sleep i pray my soul to keep if i die before i wake i pray my soul to take come on in come on in take me home tonight now in perfect peace i rest/now i lay me down to sleep in full salvation blest/i pray my soul to keep for thy grace that keeps me still/if i die before i wake safe from every ill/i pray my soul to take come on in come on in take me home tonight now in perfect peace i rest/now i lay me down to sleep in full salvation blest/i pray my soul to keep for thy grace that keeps me still/if i die before i wake safe from every ill/i pray my soul to take Back to Top --- Maria's Little Elbows --- well i'll bet my Maria's got an elbow full of lonely now here's a little prayer so that she might get some sleep don't let her face get skinned by the sun today don't let it in when it comes knocking at your door loneliness loneliness loneliness oh oh sometimes you feel you've got the emptiest arms in the whole world try to make sense but it always comes out absurd sleeping horses keep eating up your flowers don't let it in when it comes kicking at your door loneliness loneliness loneliness oh came kicking at my door she said i've really come to hate my body and all the things that it requires in this world i bet you're out there getting drunk with all your friends and it'll get you in the bathroom of a texaco loneliness loneliness loneliness oh came kicking at my door Back to Top --- Cruel Sun --- it's crawling still all in befallen cruel sun in summer oh slumber my number is up there's peaches in reaches with leeches at heart i'm thinkin' and blinkin' it's stingin' mine eyes abhorring he's gorging still boring on me it's lighter it's brighter no fighter is i it's dried up and tied up and fried up mine eyes it's crawling still all in befallen cruel sun Back to Top --- All Night Home --- shining motorcycle through the trees we rifle we're gonna drive all night home we're gonna drive all night home down to West Virginia like the blood within ya we're gonna drive all night home we're gonna drive all night home shining motorcycle all her worries stifled we're gonna drive all night home we're gonna drive all night home this ought to hold her now this ought to hold her now this ought to hold her now this ought to hold her now Back to Top --- Ghost of his Smile --- he don't get out much these days but i wouldn't call him lazy he sees the dawn sneak into the room and knows the dogs will be up soon and we thought that he was doing alright as the sun chased down another night and days careen like the waters of a river rushing to the sea here she comes again down the staircase she never passes without saying hello and we thought that he was doing alright and she says hello i can't forget the ghost i can't forget the ghost i can't forget the ghost of his smile dogs will wag their tails and birds will sing hell it's hard world for little things and we thought that he was doing alright i can't forget the ghost i can't forget the ghost i can't forget the ghost of his smile Back to Top --- Hundreds of Sparrows --- every hair on your head is counted you are worth hundreds of sparrows the tree you planted has become fecund with kamikaze hummingbirds wings of hundreds of beats per second of people whose wings are just a blur afraid our eyes might become impaled by their sharp and tiny beaks i'm so sorry my spirit's rarely in my body it wanders through the dry country looking for a good place to rest your head upon my chest and i can feel the pillow of your breast you are worth hundreds of sparrows Back to Top --- Box of Stars (Part Two) --- (instrumental) Back to Top --- Junebug --- a beautiful woman she rose from the smokin' waters of the lake with a candle that burned in each palm my teeth each sank gently to the floor bring me some luck little junebug you cousins they're gods to the seas the march afternoons the sun and the moon before i fall asleep a white blood of wolves must be drained and that sorry captain howdy scatters my bones for the lambs bring me some luck little junebug you cousins they're gods to the seas the march afternoons the sun and the moon Back to Top 4| - Vivadixiesubmarinetransmissionplot --------------------------------------- --- Homecoming Queen --- a horse, a horse my kingdom for a horse rattling on magnetic fields yes, i did use up the last box of sparklers before they went bad got wet or decayed homecoming queen, homecoming queen teeth what were sharp are ground down and done my crooked spine becoming more brittle what once grew straight and tall t'wards the sun absorbing back down to dirt like a sponge homecoming queen, homecoming queen Back to Top --- Weird Sisters --- the parasites will love you when you're dead la la la, la la hiding all the rattles in the bed la la la, la la come crawling in with bulging eyes now i can see there's a bad moon on the rise raking all the gravels from the tracks la la la, la la forget about the daggers in my backs la la la, la la scream across the lawn with fire in her hair millionaires come tumbling down the stairs a big wind spitting female rain and teeth la la la, la la the dark wolves fell upon me wools and fleece la la la, la la come crawling in with bulging eyes now i can see there's a bad moon on the rise Back to Top --- 850 Double Pumper Holley --- "ten to one piston two-ninety-two to five-o-one camshaft the heads at two er two fourteen one-eighty-one valves bronze cast they've been er bow ported eight-fifty-double-pumper-holley eight-fifty-double-pumper-holley eight-fifty-double-pumper-holley eight-fifty-double-pumper-holley and a three-sixty single plane intake" "What about your bass guitar?" "Same" Back to Top --- Rainmaker --- well, shit, yeah! all you've got to do is look in the sky and wish you might see his face in the clouds or relaxing in a spirit ditch he's been known to sleep on piles of dry leaves abandoned on October lawns sometimes he awakens with spiders on his eyelids rainmaker's coming rainmaker's coming rainmaker's coming to soak us with water sometimes you feel just like a stone tossed into the deep all you gotta do is touch a woman's face that's warm with sleep and he can show up at your, your back door in the deep trace him back before he was born inquiring about an honest days work for a decent meal rainmaker's coming rainmaker's coming rainmaker's coming to soak us with water sometimes he's hitching a ride in a freezer or appears as a mist he's also been known to introduce himself as a scientist he could be the retarded son of an old woman with seven fingers on each hand 'cos i know i reckon, he will come when he's beckoned for rainmaker's coming rainmaker's coming to soak us with water Back to Top --- Spirit Ditch --- i want my records back and that motorcycle gas tank that i, spraypainted black the owls have been talking to me but i'm sworn to secrecy i woke up in a burnt out basement sleeping with metal hands in a spirit ditch the moon it will rise with such horse laughter it's dragging pianos to the ocean if i had a home you'd know it'd be in a slide trombone i woke up in a burnt out basement sleeping with metal hands in a spirit ditch (answerphone interlude) i woke up in a burnt out basement sleeping with metal hands in a spirit ditch Back to Top --- Tears on Fresh Fruit --- just when you've found your way to the boiler room they come to dig you out with picks and shovels and acetylene torches i couldn't do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit behind the boney walls of my skull there was playing a lullaby la la la la la la la la la la la, la la la la la we're just trying to be free of our bodies our stomachs full of liquor and our lungs full of water i couldn't do nothing but watch as her tears fell on fresh fruit behind the boney walls of my skull there was playing a lullaby la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la, la Back to Top --- Saturday --- you are a car you are a hospital i'd walk to hell and back to see your smile on Saturday you are a star you are a sea of air i play great keyboards of horses' teeth on Saturday i'd like to tell you how i feel i'll probably keep it 'til Saturday Back to Top --- Cow --- saint of barges queen of nails sparkling drumsets murders of crows metal teeth of carousels lighting cigars on electric chairs buildings are rooks nature's a vice rattle of diesels snakes eating their own tails pretty girl, milkin' a cow, oh yeah pretty girl, milkin' a cow, oh yeah pretty girl, milkin' a cow, oh yeah pretty girl, milkin' a cow, oh yeah Back to Top --- Little Bastard Choo Choo --- (instrumental) Back to Top --- Hammering the Cramps --- hey little dog, can you fly? hey little dog, can you fly? hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hey little car, can you fly? hey little car, can you fly? hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps captain howdy's here but we can't see him we can't see them hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps hammering the cramps oh yeah Back to Top --- Most Beautiful Widow in Town --- we were both standing in your mother's living room sweating up a storm in that terrible month of June and the sweat rolled down your cheek and into your mouth i knew this must've been a dream 'cos you're mother would never let me in her house you are the most beautiful widow you are the most beautiful widow you are the most beautiful widow in town many years later the glassy month of December i stood with my hands in my pockets trying to avoid a shiny wedding portrait hanging on that old woman's wall 'cos i knew you'd be wearing a smile that'd be too painful to look upon you are the most beautiful widow i bet you are the most beautiful widow i bet you are the most beautiful widow in town Back to Top --- Heart of Darkness --- she laid her head on my chest as the sun burned down the west there's one thing we still got this one last dance in this parking lot oh yeah, i, i got a heart of darkness oh yeah, i, i got a heart of darkness then she woke up into the fire and the flames kept dancing higher satan would laugh at her screams then she woke up from her dreams oh yeah, i, i got a heart of darkness oh yeah, i, i got a heart of darkness Back to Top --- Ballad of a Cold Lost Marble --- (instrumental) Back to Top --- Someday I Will Treat You Good --- there's something going on around here i could not crawl back if i tried i couldn't wait around i couldn't wait another second something going on around here i left my baby on the side of the highway she just couldn't see things my way someday i will treat you good someday i will treat you fine someday i will treat you good you know i should everything that's made is made to decay well i'm shrinking bones in the sun won't you tell me why that the beautiful ones are always crazy she's whispering like morticia now i left my baby on the side of the road i left her with a heavy load someday i will treat you good someday i will treat you fine someday i will treat you good you know i should something going on around here i could not crawl back if i tried i left my baby on the side of highway she just couldn't see things my way someday i will treat you good someday i will treat you fine someday i will treat you good you know i should Back to Top --- Sad & Beautiful World --- sometimes i get so sad sometimes you just make me mad it's a sad and beautiful world it's a sad and beautiful world sometimes i just won't go sometimes i can't say 'no' it's a sad and beautiful world it's a sad and beautiful world sometimes days go speeding past sometimes this one seems like the last it's a sad and beautiful world it's a sad and beautiful world Back to Top --- Gasoline Horseys --- the flowers of evil you left at my door set 'em in a broken glass and tasted my own blood yes your hair looks beautiful today gasoline horses will take us away they charge forth with firey manes and bellies full of clocks four ton deaf and dumb we poor old dogs of god yes your hair smells like sunshine today gasoline horses will take us away Back to Top 5| - Miscellany --------------- --- Almost Lost My Mind --- without you last night fireworks show bright and i almost lost my mind yes i almost lost my mind in the traffic jam sweating big for cans and i almost lost my mind yes i almost lost my mind for the queue last night fireworks show bright and i almost lost my mind yes i almost lost my mind for the queue last night in the traffic jam Back to Top --- Blind Rabbit Choir --- (instrumental) Back to Top --- Caroline --- fire on the brain crooked memory craned lunar pulling stone stardust in my bones like we were never born like ghosts out in the corn and the rain curtains raised things that don't have names caroline, caroline caroline, caroline and all my food was tears and so with us old years like a dancer with a bad heart pray it never starts caroline, caroline caroline, caroline caroline, caroline caroline, caroline Back to Top --- Dark as a Dungeon --- (words by Merle Travis) oh come all you fellas so young and so fine seek not your fortune in a dark dreary mine it'll form as a habit and seep in your soul 'til the stream of your blood runs as black as the coal where it's dark as a dungeon, damp as the dew danger is double, pleasures are few where rain never falls, the sun never shines it's dark as a dungeon, way down in the mine like a fiend with his dope, a drunkard with his wine a man will have lust for the lure of the mine and i pray when i'm dead my ages shall roll that my body will blackenand turn into coal and i look from the door, of my heavenly home and pity the miner digging my bones where it's dark as a dungeon, damp as the dew danger is double, pleasures are few where the rain never falls, and the sun never shines it's dark as a dungeon, way down in the mine Back to Top --- Dead Opera Star --- there is a dead opera star floating in the great dismal swamp and he was wearing a dress with watermelons on it and he stuffed his bra with spanish moss dead opera star dead opera star dead opera star floating in the great dismal swamp black tupelo where all the planets beyond goes to die the air hangs thick with dead electricity he was chased by ball lightning went crazy from sleeping under the moonlight and the soul of a unbaptised infant he swims the waters upsetting boats dead opera star dead opera star dead opera star floating in the great dismal swamp Back to Top --- Devil's New --- i pulled my heart out on a mountain high i left in the fire but it would not die are you devil's new? or are you a spy? i drove up by a ... up to a mountain high Back to Top --- Galveston --- (Words & Music by Jimmy Webb) (nb. there are some minor differences in Sparklehorse's version) galveston, oh galveston i still see your sea winds blowing i still see her dark eyes glowing she was twenty-one when i left galveston galveston, oh galveston i still hear your sea waves crashing while i watch the cannons flashing i paint my gun and dream of galveston i can see her standing by the water standing there looking out to sea and she's waiting there for me on the beach where we used to run galveston, oh galveston i am so afraid of dying before i watch your seabirds flying in the sun at galveston Back to Top --- Go --- (Words by Daniel Johnston) so you think you've found the one and she knows just how you feel and you say that she's for real and she's fun well that's all well and good that's just the way it should be to understand and be understood is to be free so i think that you should go go on ahead take her in your arms and be wed go go go go you restless soul, you're going to find it go go go go you restless soul, you're going to find it yes life's a bowl of cherries you can have as many as you can carry and someone once said that life is like a cow but i don't know how that applies but anyhow here we are all on this planet taking everything for granted but i think you've caught on to something don't let go go go go go you restless soul, you're going to find it go go go go you restless soul, you're going to find it oh, yes you did, you found it oh, yes you did, you found it oh, yes you did, you found it. Back to Top --- Haint --- (instrumental) Back to Top --- Happy Place --- everyday held at bay Lucy says here's a star here we are in a car far away oh, why don't you go on and get in your happy place oh, why don't you go on and get in your happy place everyday makes sense Lucy stay it's easier to beg to go and run away far away oh, why don't you go on and get in your happy place oh, why don't you go on and get in your happy place everyday it's okay Lucy says Back to Top --- Heloise --- (instrumental) Back to Top --- I Shot a Dog --- all these deeds of mine they snook up behind i shot a dog that didn't need i shot a dog that didn't need i shot a dog that didn't need shooting i tried to be kind i saved a bird one time but i shot a dog that didn't need i shot a dog that didn't need i shot a dog that didn't need shooting Back to Top --- In the Dry --- the roof is leaking rust disintegrates and dust i shot a man on Sunday now i'm a fugitive on Monday yeah, oh we're in the dry the sheriff on my trail to escort me to jail with bloodhounds fat and unhealthy i may be cornered but i'm wealthy yeah, oh we're in the dry yeah, oh we're in the dry i rise to meet my rivals they shoot me with their rifles now i'm lying by a pool on a blanket, moist and cool yeah, oh we're in the dry yeah, oh we're in the dry in the dry Back to Top --- Intermission --- (instrumental) Back to Top --- London --- (Words by William Blake [1757 - 1827]) i wander through these chartered streets near where the chartered Thames does flow and mark in every face i meet marks of weakness, marks of woe in every cry of every man in every infant's cry of fear in every voice, in every ban the mind-forged manacles i hear how the chimney-sweeper's cry every blackening church appals and the hapless soldier's sigh runs in blood down palace walls but most, through midnight streets i hear how the youthful harlot's curse blasts the new-born infant's tear and blights with plagues the marriage hearse. i wander through each chartered street near where the chartered Thames does flow and mark in every face i meet marks of weakness, marks of woe Back to Top --- Marigold --- drifting off to sleep trying to steal some peace all of our tomorrows will be yesterdays again oh wake up, marigold, come in oh come in i caught a little hawk i put him in a box looked like he'd been shot i tried to find his kin wake up, Marigold, come in oh come in my grandaddy's grapes grew around the stakes returned to the earth oh just like him wake up, marigold, come in oh come in and baby we'll one day we'll evaporate maybe we'll be stars or honey in a jar and i'll be made of tin wake up, marigold, come in oh come in i used to think the hills were giants lying still that someday they'd awake and overturn the lakes wake up marigold wake up marigold wake up marigold come in oh come in Back to Top --- Maxine --- (instrumental) Back to Top --- Midget in a Junkyard --- (instrumental) Back to Top --- My Yoke is Heavy --- (Words by Daniel Johnston) in clusters we move through a farm somewhere far off the thunder roaring and the fortune teller has fixed her sweetly eyes on my child sometimes i climb high up in a tree and let the wind blow in my face sometimes i leave my cares lying in piles somewhat disturbing is the sound of her singing when you know you don't deserve it you're not here today i feel just like an empty eggshell my yoke is heavy my yoke is heavy my voice is a little horse galloping lost through the woods calling your name it's new to me but just the same the earth is an old canvas painted over many times the poet rambles the world it scrambles but who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men your shadow knows it's right behind you all the way your shadow knows where you've been my yoke is heavy my yoke is heavy my yoke is heavy sacred is the smile that opened up my mind and asked me come save me and rid my cold cold heart of the dark deep gloom that took up so much room and my many spacious memories my yoke is heavy my yoke is heavy my yoke is heavy Back to Top --- The Hatchet Song --- there's too much confusion today how can i assure it's to shy away and he blew his brains out with a pistol i say to cover his arse or make a point someway meet me on lonely street meet me on lonely street now stabbed me in the back you know she threw a hatchet buried in my chest when i turned to catch it and my lucky days are stuck in quarantine i thought i got some kind of warranty meet me on lonely street meet me on lonely street meet me on lonely street meet me on lonely street Back to Top --- Too Late --- there's angels hiding under trestles above the ground they hover there forever so they can't be found trains are speeding over over the frozen lakes would you ever see me under the ice awake it's too late now it's too late now it's too late to fix my broken hands to fix my broken hands he's got a steel guitar where his hearts supposed to be called in the mechanic he couldn't tune the strings and there's always circus music playing inside his head it jumped into the river and into the sea it fled it's too late now it's too late now it's too late to fix my broken hands to fix my broken hands Back to Top --- Waiting for Nothing --- stayed up all night with the bugs in the bright and the air turned cold and black turtle trapped on its back i'm waiting for nothing waiting for nothing i'm waiting for nothing i'm waiting for nothing rising from the earth measuring our worth and the fog is thick and wet gonna get worse i bet i'm waiting for nothing waiting for nothing i'm waiting for nothing i'm waiting for nothing Back to Top --- West of Rome --- (Words by Vic Chesnutt) west of rome just east of the border in a staticy ramada inn polishing his boots and then phoning up his sister steeped in the dark isolation just what business does he have around here credentials are wearing out with each little bit of cheer yes it's a bad scene we're convening brushing his teeth and milking his ulcer preparing to waste another wily morning stroking himself and then phoning up his sister he tells her their life would make one whale of a movie eyes a childhood full of dry goods and wet neglect the father they now sponge off they have no absorbing respect yes he's a glad boy to have to have such a void yes he's a martyr crawling across cobble stones from his cozy cottages just west of rome yes it's a sad state for great suffering Back to Top --- Wish You Were Here --- (Words by Roger Waters/David Gilmour) so, so you think you can tell heaven from hell blue skies from rain can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail a smile from a veil do you think you can tell did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts hot ashes for trees hot air for the cool breeze cold comfort for change did you exchange a walk on part in a war for a lead role in a cage how i wish how i wish you were here we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year running over the same old ground of how we found the same old tears wish you were here wish you were here wish you were here Back to Top |