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Prayer
03:27
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May you be blameless
As birds in the sky
Noble and empty
Learning to fly
May you be simple
In all that you do
May you never know
What's expected of you
And please forgive us of what we do
Please forgive us of what we do
May life come easy
Wherever it may
May the warmth of the sun
Keep the white wolves away
May you grow strong
Whoever you'll be
May you remain
Humble and free
Please forgive us of what we do
Please forgive us of what we do
And the last generation was made of stars
When they're dirt, what was theirs will become yours
And a boat on its own can never be lost
But the captain's waking up
Please forgive us of what we do
Please forgive us of what we do
Please forgive us of what we do
And may nothing that I make be taken from you
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Fly On The Wall
02:34
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You can see her down in Belleville, if she's still working there
She's got iron in her smile and steel in her stare
Maybe you can go and meet her, as for me, I wouldn't dare
Something shook her up a little and now she isn't anywhere
When it rains outside, she goes to her basement room
And writes a letter she won't send anytime soon
I write her songs, they all seem out of tune
Maybe you can find her when the roses start to bloom
Women are for loving, boys are for working hard
That's what every song seems to say in the important part
Maybe she's for working, she's got that kind of heart
That shuts out everything she doesn't have time to start
Maybe you can find her if you wait beneath the stairs
She ascends every day, and hope that some day she'll be there
Maybe you can, for me, I wouldn't dare
Something shook her up a little and now she isn't anywhere
Something shook her up a little and now she isn't anywhere
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Buzzard
03:22
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A buzzard is a bird that claws at your bones
And when you're trying to sleep he never leaves you alone
He's an asshole
And I feel like a buzzard when I give you a call
And dig up all the things that we buried all so long ago
I love you and I don't know why
Cause it makes me want to die
If it's over, then I, I, I should say goodbye
Goddamn my soul to California
I'm probably gonna wake up with lymphoma
Put me on a train going West and I won't blame you if you don't cry
Goddamn my soul to California
I'm probably gonna wake up with lymphoma
Put me on a train going West and I won't blame you
When a buzzard gets lost, he circles around
And drags his shadow down on over your warm soft body
He lands with his head cocked to one side
He studies your heart and he studies your eyes
And he says, hey, that's alright
Goddamn my soul to California
I'm probably gonna wake up with lymphoma
Put me on a train going West and I won't blame you if you don't cry
Goddamn my soul to California
Although it was really nice to know you
I sold your soul to rock and roll and now I hate you
She takes all she can from me
I'll just stick around and bleed
Goddamn my soul to California
I'm probably gonna wake up with lymphoma
Put me on a train going West and I won't blame you if you don't cry
Goddamn my soul to California
I'm probably gonna wake up with lymphoma
Put me on a train going West and I won't blame you
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Revolution
03:07
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He used to be out every dawn
Watering his flowers and tending his lawn
And he never asked my name
Just smiled and gave me an awkward wave
One day I guess he was gone
I didn't notice until the grass got long
Oh, God is here
And his revolution
And the ghost is strong
But if you're alone, be alone
Be alone if that's what you are
Now you're drunk in your hometown
Circling like a wounded hound
Thinking of what you might say
To try it again a different way
But all the love and hate and sin
Won't put you back together again
Oh, I am here
In my trepidation
And the night is long
But if you're alone, be alone
Be alone if that's what you are
Be alone, be afraid
Don't listen to what they say
He used to be out every dawn
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Red
02:54
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When she asks me if I love her
I say that I don't know
That's the way that I always know I love her so
So she's thinking that I'm a good guy
Never asks me anything more
But my mind keeps on moving
Girl keep your mind on me
This world is too strong for me
It's all red
It's all red
I used to walk myself daily
Half an hour away
Had a job and place that was near my job
Where I could stay
Kept thinking something's holding me to that place
My blood or her love
One of those things wasn't meant for me
Girl keep your mind on me
This world is too strong for me
It's all red
It's all red
She don't want anything
She can't get herself
When I look into those eyes
I'm wondering why
When I ask her if she loves me
She says she doesn't know
That's the way that I always
Know that she don't
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John Krane St Louis, Missouri
Krane came to St. Louis in 2000 and started writing story-driven music in 2004.
John Krane recommends:
Carl's songs are incredibly literate and feature great melodies. He sort of sounds like Andrew Bird, except with more of a jazzy take on things, and his songs all have a certain warmth to them.
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