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Anna Lee
04:46
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Anna Lee, you are the diamond of the sea
An earthly goddess, queen of green
Lay me in your loving arms
I wanna be the only one you wanna see
I’ll create a world for you and me
Hold me in your arms tonight
Anna Lee, the greatest thing I’ve ever seen
Elegantly twirling in the breeze
You- laying in the pines
Oh baby, don't make me wait so long so’s I go down
You’re the only one that I’ve ever found
Unshackled by the meanness in the world
My girl, my Anna Lee
If I could be a planet in your galaxy
A star so bright that I can’t see
Hold me in your loving arms
Anna Lee, you are so beautiful to me
The brownest skin, the darkest fleece
Lay me in your arms tonight
If I could be
The only one you’d ever need
That would be a-ok with me
Hold me in your arms tonight
Oh baby, don't make me wait so long so’s I go down
You’re the only one that I’ve ever found
Unshackled by the haters in the world
My girl, my Anna Lee
Oh, my world, sweet Anna Lee
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2. |
(Never Gonna) Bury Me
02:55
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Bury that bone in your big back yard
Bury the dog when he’s lived too long
Bury this, bury that
Take my coat, take my hat
Don’t you see
You're never gonna bury me
Take my name for to drag it down
Pull it with a truck all over town
Grind it up, feed to swine
Scatter it all through he pines
Don’t you see
You're never gonna bury me
Bury me, bury me
Put me under this here tree
I’ll come back, like the sun
Bones and ash and a heart that hums
So you see
You're never gonna bury me
Bury my name in a history book
Bury my face with nasty look
Bury this, bury that
Bring in the dog, put out the cat
Can’t you see
You're never gonna bury me
Change my words with a pencil point
Steal my plants and roll a joint
Bury her, bury him
We will all rise up again
Don’t you see
You're never gonna bury me
Bury me, bury me
Put me under this here tree
I’ll come back, like the sun
Bones and ash and a heart that hums
So you see
You're never gonna bury me
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3. |
Bourdain
03:10
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We wanted things that we couldn’t have
Screamed through the night until the sun came back
Slept in your childhood bedroom
Watched the earth’s shadow painting the moon
Cabernet red, that’s when I said
Could this sweet notion kill the pain?
Make it worth all of the toil and the strain
Collapsing with you in the pouring rain
You’re angelic when your eyes are closed
While the T.V. plays Bourdain
There’s crows hiding in the belfry
I see one now that’s hiding in a tree
We’re walking side by side in a maze of pines
And no-one’s out tonight
That’s when I say
That’s when I say
Could this sweet notion kill the pain?
Make it worth all of the toil and the strain?
Collapsing with you in pouring rain
You’re angelic when your eyes are closed
While the T.V. plays Bourdain
Roll with it mama
Roll with me mama in the dirt and the rain
Roll with me baby
Roll round my brain like sweet cocaine
Could this sweet notion kill the pain?
Make it worth all of the toil and the strain?
Collapsing with you in the pouring rain
You’re angelic when your eyes are closed
While the T.V. plays Bourdain
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4. |
Hold You Down
02:23
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I don’t want to hold you up
Or tie you to the tracks
I just want to hoist ya up
And make you love me back
Drive you down the thinnest roads
In our little town
I just wanna be the one
The one who holds you down
You can have your diamond nights
With champagne colored pearls
Flashing lights and wine thats white
Dancing through the world
I’ll be where the stove is warm
When you come back around
I just wanna be the one
The one who holds you down
You may overlook me now
Cause I don’t stand right out
A little bit of time will show ya
what I am all about
A simple night beneath the stars
The moon can be your crown
I just wanna be the one
The one who holds you down
Oh, I just wanna be the one
The one who holds you down
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5. |
Cry All The Time
04:46
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I never meant to make you feel bad or manipulate your mind
When big things happen, I’m fine
But the little things throw me all the time
And so, I will go
And I will be alright
And I won’t
Cry all the time
I won’t cry all the time
It don’t make the roses grow
And it won’t bring you back
So I won’t cry all the time
Just only when I’m alone
The whistle in the wind
Is a whisper in my mind
And I hear its stories all the time
The ghosts that walk my memories
Are frozen in their stead
And the little things make me so upset
And I just want you to know
That I will be just fine
And I won’t
Cry all the time
I won’t cry all the time
It don’t make the roses grow
And it won’t bring you back
So I won’t cry all the time
Just only when I’m alone
An injured bird
A dying word
A loss of certainty unfurled
The yes and no
A come and go
A vapid advertisement show
A page that’s torn
A dusty horn
The coat that’s bought but never worn
And so I will go
And I will be alright
And I won’t
Cry all the time
I won’t cry all the time
It don’t make the roses grow
And it won’t bring you back
So I won’t cry all the time
Just only when I’m alone
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6. |
Sweet Machine
03:50
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Sweet machine, you got your spell on me
Lights that flash blue and red and green
You are a sweet machine,
What do you want with me?
I hear your gearbox grinding
You’re a sweet machine
Sweet machine, you don’t take your time
First you’re all alone then you’re mine
Oh what does it mean?
What do you want with me?
I see your gearbox grinding
You’re a sweet machine
I’ve been fooled by machines before
They buzz and beep and then they roll right out the door
What makes you not like them
What makes you more like me?
I hear your buzzers going mama
Sweet, sweet machine
Now I’m buzzing and I’m flashing too
I guess that I’m a machine like you
And if you grease my engine
I will run all night
And you are long and lean
You’re a sweet machine
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7. |
Ride
04:01
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Hey, you’re a sunny ray
Just busting from a cloud of rain
Shining bright with golden light
And you’re easy like a candle flame
I’ve been burned but I have learned
You can’t let a good one get away
So lemme know if you’re thinking so
In this truck bed where we lay
Do you wanna ride?
You are the one in my mind’s eye babe
Do you wanna ride?
Tell me before I go and walk away
Do you wanna ride?
And if you run away
I’ll continue on the road i’m on
I hope I’m not a fool, but I’ll break my rules
You just better not prove me wrong
Do you wanna ride?
You are the one in my mind’s eye babe
Do you wanna ride?
Tell me before I go and walk away
Do you wanna ride?
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8. |
Azalea
04:32
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Wake, Azalea, wake
Be calm like the bee
Who comes to take your pollen carefully
Break, juniper bow
If you no longer take
The weight of the nests’ fruitful charity
These are not times for clarity
Bustling in the branches of a bending willow tree
Lens behind the membrane of obscurity
Save it for yourself
Don’t save yourself for me
Calm, cream of bitter balm
Soothe with stinging gum
The skin that seems so solid from up near
Soak, economies of time
Ring around the bride
She recoils in animal fear
Shrink, fungal as we are
Cousins to a star
Conscious vessels for entropy
Die, cells disorganize
Like flies around our eyes
Shimmering for centuries
These are not times for parity
A bustling in the branches of a bending willow tree
Rules behind the membrane of obscurity
Save it for yourself
Leave nothing there for me
These are no times for sanity
The burning in the branches of a flaming willow tree
Ruse behind a membrane of obscurity
Save yourself for you
Don’t save yourself for me
For me
Save yourself for
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9. |
Basement Daze
02:57
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I knew a guy when I was seventeen
He played electric guitar in the basement scene
Lived with his mom and sold LSD
He was a teenage dream
Checker strap on a red jaguar
His pedal board, his whammy bar
Late night driving in his car
He used to scream
And the song would flow out the window
And his voice would rise and soar
His throat got closed
And he don’t sing no more
Sometimes you ride the road
Sometimes you go up in smoke
Midnight lines, a nose of coke
Some people just numb out
One last time I saw his face
A burnt out light in a jewelry case
And I thought back to the basement days
And I was bummed out
And he took his car to the woods
And he parked it at a dead end
He walked off and no one ever saw him again
Booze and weed, and xany dreams
Mushrooms and amphetamines
They’re all glossy like the pages in magazines
And he took his car
And parked it in the woods
Left it at a dead end
He walked off and no one ever saw him again
He was a teenage dream
He was a teenage dream
He was a teenage dream
Teenage dream
Alright
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10. |
Sweet Lorraine
05:07
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Sweet Lorraine, aging slowly on her mountain
She don’t hear, no one’s ever calling her, all alone
One of three, and all the time on her mind
If only she could tell me how she feels
Then she could
Take this pain off her shoulders, Lord
And make her light on her feet
Take the pain off her shoulders
She’s everything that’s pure and good in the world to me
Sweet Lorraine, torn apart by a twice deceptive broken heart
But when he was dying, he would call her when he was alone
Through the air, she’d relive the suffering of parting
If only he could just hang up the phone
Well, then she would
Take the pain of her shoulders
And make her light on her feet
Take the pain off her shoulders
But now she all she can do is lay in pain
Sweet Lorraine
Sweet Lorraine, sunlight dances on her fading hair
If only she could sink into her dreams
Then she could
Take this pain off her shoulders
And make her light on her feet
Take this pain off her shoulder
Now all she can do is lie in pain
Sweet Lorraine
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11. |
Half Light
04:18
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Tell me are you out there cause
I can’t feel you around me anymore
It’s kinda like the wind left
And the rain that came won’t leave my door
Kinda wanna feel bad
Kinda wanna burn it all down
You were the only one that I always had
Now I gotta say goodbye now?
Is aw something in the sky
Thought that I could save your life
Now I’m looking everywhere
Waiting for a sign
Til then I’m just staring in the half light
When I was a child
Tabula rasa
I’m swimming in the blur
Then I remember biographical data
All the faces and the words
Times when I dream you
I never see your face
Cause then I remember that you’re gone now
And that’s always when I wake
Saw something in the sky
Thought that I could save your life
Now I’m looking everywhere
Waiting for a sign
Til then I’m just staring in the half light
Tell me are you out there?
Cause I can’t feel you around me anymore
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12. |
I Will Be There
05:06
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Beyond the neon, beyond the sky
Beyond the bullshit they pile so high
I will be there for you
And as the youthful become the old
And all that’s pure and good is bought and sold
I will be there, don’t have a care
I’ll be there for you
I will be there
Even when you think I’m not around
Like a dove flying down
I’ll appear
And I’ll be there
In a muted sort of way
Like a tide on a wave
I’ll be there for you
Past the houses, past the town
Past the faces who judge you and bring you down
I will be there, I’ll be there
And if you tell me you have to go
I will let you do as you dare
I will be there, don’t ever fear
I’ll be there for you
I will be there
Even when you think I’m not around
You may hear this sound
And be reminded of my way
And I’ll be there
In a muted sort of way
Like a tide on a bay
I’ll be there for you
Beyond this world and all its toil
Beyond the dark, wet soil
I will be there
And as the river goes out to sea
So you’ll follow and one day you’ll find me
And I’ll be there, be there for you
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Jackson Pines Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
New Album "Pine Barrens, Volume One" and single "Wheel" out now!
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"A cross between Mississippi John Hurt-like country blues and Paul Simonesque folk-rock." - The Aquarian
"These guys are 'workers in song,' to quote Leonard Cohen. They are engaged in the pursuit of music and songwriting for all the right reasons, the honest burning hunt to reach the heights." S. Felice
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