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Motivation
02:14
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I woke up late dreaming 'bout a minus sign
Heard somebody say, "It happens from time to time"
And vine to wine, it takes another line to make it multiply
Give me that motivation
Give me the motivation
It's such a wild elation, giving me motivation
I got no time for patience, give me that motivation
I took your place while you were out of line again
I saw your face reflected in minor threads of doubt and said,
"I'll never let you walk alone at night again".
Give me that motivation
Give me the motivation
It's such a rare sensation, giving me motivation
I got no time for patience, give me that motivation
Give me that motivation
Give me that motivation
It's such a wild elation, giving me motivation
I got no time for patience, give me that motivation
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2. |
The Grand Piano Drops
00:43
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The conversation stops
As the grand piano drops
From atop the city's clock tower and vanishes into the clouds.
Not a sound from the crowd
'Till line up in the moonlight,
And begin to sing this tune right now:
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3. |
Black Canvas
02:27
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The darkness comes into view
Whenever nothing's ahead of you
Call somebody out, call somebody now
Before the canvas is all around
There's nothing left in me but emptiness
A child's painting of the dark abyss
That circles over you and latches onto you
Before you can even move
A little droplet of wine expands over the horizon line
Black somebody out, ring somebody now
Before the canvas is all around
There's nothing left in me but emptiness
A child's painting of the dark abyss
That circles over you and latches onto you
Before you can even move
There's nothing left in me but emptiness
A child's painting of the dark abyss
That circles over you and latches onto you
Before you can even move
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4. |
Ennui
03:06
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I took some medicine and called it off
I told a teenager to stop with the act
And I felt just like the saddest sack in Baltimore
Outside my tailor's with my head on the floor
But I looked the same: dumb and vain
Interested only in fabric and chic baby names
You treat your promises like diningware
They're never broken, they were just broken in
But they look the same: dull and plain
Tarnished, but charming enough to ascend to the mess hall
(Don't we all?)
The opposite of apollonian isn't appalling
"Life . . . At the Hop" pop apologists stopped being honest
Ennui, that shred of feeling put to sleep
That faulty miracle which could reach the stars
If it weren't for the ceiling
I don't miss the feeling
Someone's in the kitchen with an alibi
Still the same, dumb and vain
Tarnished, but charming enough to ascend to the mess hall
Ennui, that shred of feeling put to sleep
That faulty miracle which could reach the stars
If it weren't for the ceiling
I don't miss the feeling
That spark of fervor quarantined
That faulty miracle which could reach the stars
If it weren't for the ceiling
I don't miss the feeling
I don't miss the feeling
I don't miss the feeling
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5. |
Crimson Colored Mantel
02:16
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The golden gloom of the sun is slowly wilting
Above the lifeless
Behind before it begun, I've just been quilting
The likeness, the likeness
Wake up the neighbors
Blow out all of their candles
Don't fear the savior falling off of the crimson colored mantel
Exhausted off of the fumes from pressing flowers
(Until they rotted)
Spend all my time in a room and count the hours
You got it, you got it
Wake up the neighbors
Blow out all of their candles
Don't fear the savior falling off of the crimson colored mantel
Wake up the neighbors
Blow out all of their candles
Don't fear the savior falling off of the crimson colored mantel
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6. |
Below the Basement
02:35
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Placing bets with the convalescents and well-to-do
As expected, the criminal presence has finally come to roost
(This could be the chance I would mention you)
Somewhere up where discussions rupture recycled air
And after hours a couple of cowards who couldn't give a care
I could be the girl underneath the stairs
Buried in the clearing
Under the veneering
I can barely hear it
Below the basement
Just below the basement
Just below the basement
Second-guessing and overdressing a simple wound
Taking cuts after divvying up the decrepit crescent moon
Falling out of love: yeah it's easy to do
(Falling into love is easy too)
Relish and relieve it
Catch it and release it
I can barely see it
Below the basement
Just below the basement
Just below the basement
Just below the basement
Just below the basement
Just below the basement
Crawling out of love, yeah it's nothing new
The wallpaper keeps peeling
Nothing can conceal it
I can almost feel it
Below the basement
Just below the basement
Just below the basement
Just below the basement
Just below the basement
Just below the basement
Just below the basement
Just below the basement
Just below the basement
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7. |
(Someone) Like a Wolf
02:46
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Someone...
Someone like a wolf who could roam free
(Not like me)
Somebody with some blood on their sleeve
Who could hold me
And keep me from the filth below me
Faraway and freezing, all by yourself
Nobody cares what you were thinking
As you start to slip on the ice sinking
Who could hold me?
And keep me from the filth below me?
Faraway and freezing, all by yourself
Nobody cares what you were thinking
As you start to slip on the ice sinking
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8. |
Wishing Well
03:04
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Feels like now I'm stuck in a furnace
Don't know what the concern is
Without you, love, I'm gasping into an open stove
Something tells me, something tells me
Send someone to see me off the
Wishing well, my little wishing well
And when I fell down, down, down
Into a living hell, a little kiss-and-tell
That dealt a round, round, round, round
'Till I lost and found you on the
Wishing well
Wishing well, oh no
My wishing well
Wishing well uh oh no
Oh by god, I'm out in the storm again
Don't know when I'll perform again
Without you, love, I'm making toast in an open tub
Something tells me, something tells me
Send someone to see me off the
Wishing well, my little wishing well
And when I fell down, down, down
Into a living hell, a little kiss-and-tell
That dealt a round, round, round, round
'Till I lost and found you on the
Wishing well
Wishing well, oh no
My wishing well
Wishing well uh oh no
Send someone to see me off the
Wishing well, my little wishing well
And when I fell down, down, down
Into a living hell, a little kiss-and-tell
That dealt a round, round, round, round
'Till I lost and found you on the
Wishing well
Wishing well, oh no
My wishing well
Wishing well uh oh no
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9. |
Dandelion Dust
02:24
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Hex signs cover the side of a barn owl
Fluttering out of the dark now
Sprinkling different shades of magic and opening the moon to
Take another look, take another look
Take another look, take another look:
It's on the bottom shelf behind the book of dead
Everybody knows, everybody knows
Everybody knows, everybody knows:
It's torn to pieces now and all around us
And nothing is lost in dandelion dust
We haven't found it, we're surrounded by a swarm of swirling patterns
Nothing matters moving backwards into the sun
Black blue heaven bewitching the meadow
Hovering on the horizon
I've forgotten cats in branches that haunt me to this very day
Take another look, take another look
Take another look, take another look:
It's on the bottom shelf behind the book of dead
Everybody knows, everybody knows
Everybody knows, everybody knows:
It's torn to pieces now and all around us
But nothing is lost in dandelion dust
We haven't found it, we're surrounded by a swarm of swirling patterns
Nothing matters moving backwards into the sun
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10. |
Mishaps
02:24
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Awake in your bed, underwhelmed and unfed
Obsessing about what you said
You said you were "spent"
Said I knew what you meant
But I can't stop shaking the feeling I get
Walk up those steps
Remembering a joke that I'll forget
Leave me out on the curb with the rest.
Designed with a flaw, educated in law
And miserably resigned to a job
A job is a job, dull and always at odds
Making plan after plan and then calling 'em all off
Clenching my jaw and taking a sip through a Krazy Straw®
Leave me out in a pond just to drown
Listen closely:
Someone's looking in
No one's looking out of the cashmere covered casket
Tell me where you've been
Were you caught up in a crowd?
Or a cavalcade of mishaps?
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11. |
There I Go
01:48
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"Something is missing again", I explained
You wouldn't know
I'm not alone in suspecting the usual few
Under the mattress there might be a clue
Throw it up again and show me how you want it to be
There I go
There I go
There I go
Into a throw pillow, knowing and sewing it back up
That's not enough to avoid the unusual few
Open the cupboard, there might be a clue
Throw it up again and show me how you want it to be
Vomit up again and show me how you thought it would be
There I go
There I go
There I go
There I go...
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12. |
Simmer to a Panic
02:49
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Cylinders froze and turned up the last of remaining nose
Knowing well that he's just opposing the tide of colors in vogue
Calendars broke the silence in lieu of the wretched old
Take a ticket to Marylebone, Oh! He's lost the vote
No, he's got to go to the company
Turn the list over to me now
The menace on the hook says he's had it
The skeleton is still in the attic
And I've been simmering up to a panic, oh no
Please don't let go
Cerberus bones are scattered in patterns that form a road
Follow it to a tiny home by the kindly shape of a ghost
Jennifer chose the order of horrible knots to rope
Catch the carpet and don't let go 'till the imp's alone
Oh, he's all shook up like a snow globe
Time to push in the turn key
Open slowly and let it free
And all of the insults and cheap shots and backtalk ain't new to me
And I don't believe for a second you're the monster they paint you to be
The menace on the hook says he's had it
The skeleton is still in the attic
And I've been simmering up to a panic, oh no
Please don't let go
The menace on the hook says he's had it
The skeleton is still in the attic
And I've been simmering up to a panic, oh no
Please don't let go
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13. |
Nothing to See
02:16
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Wait there by the cold stairs and the unrelenting draft
Don't worry if you hear me laugh over a door creak,
It's a question of the math
And whether you stumble, muck up or fumble
The officer mumbles:
"Nothing to see
There's nothing to see"
Nothing to see but me
Okay, there's a locked basement with everything you need
Don't hurry if you fear me
Graph over a poor greek in possession of the wrath
And whether you stumble, muck up or fumble
The officer mumbles,
"Nothing to see
There's nothing to see"
Nothing to see but me
"Nothing to see
There's nothing to see"
Nothing to see but me
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14. |
Run to Your Bedroom
02:01
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The Dylan of your era devotes a poem to you
Which only leaves you embarrassed
And not a moment too soon
Run to your bedroom, take a long breath and come to
This'll all be over soon
Make a chart of the stars and the moon
Your grandma called you a mess and you believed every word
Now, take a poll of the denizens and just ask them what they heard
Run to your bedroom, take a long breath and come to
This'll all be over soon
Make a chart of the stars and the moon
Run to your bedroom, take a long breath and come to
This'll all be over soon
Make a chart of the stars and the moon
Make a chart of the stars and the moon
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15. |
They Could Be Wrong
02:08
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If someone says you're not where you belong deny it
(Deny it)
When someone offers you a chance to be strong don't try it
(Don't try it)
They could be wrong
They could be wrong
They could be wrong
They could be wrong
And when they tell you to keep singing songs be quiet
(Be quiet)
I overheard an anecdote about last night
And even though they got the details mostly right
They might not quite have
They could be wrong
They could be wrong
They could be wrong
They could be wrong...
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16. |
Forest Fire
01:23
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No, I didn't notice the lever was broken
Didn't see that the forest was smoking
On the hill I would follow you over...
I would follow you into the
Canopy covering clovers encompassing moonlight
There's a fire tonight in the cluster of trees
(Just you and me in the moonlight)
Flaming big and bright!
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Everybody Told a Secret
02:12
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Consider waiting for me to be done
I had a headache
So I took a lot of time to take the fabric off
And I never would have used a guided tour
'Till I separated from the family
(For a while there you really had me scared)
Tear the poster off the door and throw it on the floor
I swear I never swore, a rumbling of roar
I feel it more and more: the effervescent lure
I took a camera and I put it on
I took a moment
To imply I never really had a chance to say what's right
But, everybody told a secret on that night
And everybody lost the batteries
And never found a way to flash the light
Tear the poster off the door and throw it on the floor
I swear I never swore, a rumbling of roar
I feel it more and more, the effervescent lure
Tear the poster off the door and throw it on the floor
I swear I never swore, a rumbling of RØÅR
I feel it more and more, the effervescent lure
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Look, it's been hard for me to breathe
It's been hard to fall asleep with an eerie visitation
Over and over again it holds onto the bed,
Reciting mistakes that I've made and lets me know that I'll make them all again but
Never let go of you again
Never let go of you again
Waiting for the blood to reach her ear
Hoping nobody would hear
But it's hopelessly a stalemate
Reaching the end of the maze just to find out the gate
Was exactly the way that you came in
(And you know you would do it all again)
But
Never let go of you again
Never let go of you again
Four in a waltz
And too many faults
The painting's moved again and
Who was that shadow that crept up behind her and took her by the hand?
Oh and you can not tell me that I'm not not certain that
Over (Overtime you'll)
Over and over again (Get away from)
It holds onto the bed (Betting every)
Reciting mistakes that I've made and (Thing you haven't)
Lets me know that I'll make them all again but
Never let go of you again
Never let go of you again
Never let go of you again
Never let go of you again
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Carol Cleveland Sings Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Carol Cleveland Sings is the psychedelic bedroom pop project of Thomas Hughes (Spinto Band, The Music Tapes) and Gretchen Lohse.
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