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Prairie Fire
04:08
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Climb, out your car an after
leave your heart in the desert somewhere
Gone, now you're so far from the mountains
earthquakes to the south of you, Pacific air
The leaves you left, they swell, they crack
the boxes stack, the shelves are bare
Abandon now, I wanna,
our houses for mountains higher
And see your face lit up in the glowing
of a prairie fire
Drink from the palm of your hand
I'll hold on to you, hold on to me
Alone a mountain lion finds us
sees the ashes fall, and leaves us be
The clouds disappear in the tree line
your skin tastes like the sulfur spring
But outside the roads fucked up and Lomas
is still whining, and howling constantly
And the sea: I once fled impatiently
And Albuquerque's just here, its just here
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Submissive Twin
02:54
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You Know No One
04:44
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Open Heart Insurgency
03:13
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Conquistador Blood
04:00
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Conquistador Blood
If you see me on the side of the road
Don’t pick me up, I don’t want a ride
I’m fine, I’ll get where I want to go
Once the bottle is empty and the wine’s inside me.
That’s the way it goes, your weekend homes
Cheap booze and cigarettes,
And if you got nothing worth remembering,
I guess you got nothing to regret.
And waking up from sleepless dreams,
To the haunted pleas of coyote wails,
The memories that bite, then leave
And drag what’s left upon the trails
That’s the way it goes, when doors you close
Like stomped out cigarettes,
And if you got nothing worth remembering,
I guess you got nothing to regret.
*And in my veins flows conquistador blood
I fear I’ve drawn the sword with no sheath!
And then my veins say: “I’ve seen enough shed!”
You’ll see, you’ll see, you’ll see, you’ll all see.
And if there was beauty it was all lost on me
And if there was beauty there was none that I could see
And if there was beauty it was all lost on me!
Am I waiting for a sign from Mars,
Staring up at stars, in these arroyos?
Waiting for flash floods or wars
To drag me where I need to go.
That’s the way I’ll leave, no tricks up sleeves
Some cactus for my crown
And if you built your heart of straw
I’ll be the coyote to burn it down.
*
So I hope that this all will end in violence
But I know all screams end in (silence)
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6. |
We Make Bombs Here
02:36
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7. |
Cryptozoology
02:45
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Dead In The 70s
04:08
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A Scientist's Opinion
01:37
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Barrio Hieroglyphs
05:05
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11. |
Dress It Up In Howls
02:26
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Leviathan's Last Bellows
07:33
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