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Petra Rae

if you take my eyes, i'm the man in love, i'm the man of the house. if i'm using my hands, i can see the inside of your mouth.

oh petra rae, you rest on me. oh petra rae

fire up the night, i'm a socialite, i'm a torrent of rage. i can see from behind to my brain and my spine, and thoughts of who i was before you came.

oh petra rae, you rest on me. oh petra rae

i shit you not, you broke my heart, to make it whole, to make it start. you stick around, i run from you. if that's not love, then nothing is true.

oh petra rae

Rubble to Rubble

show me your friends and i’ll show you your future. show me your scars and i can help with the suture. i can reap, must mean i can sew. i must say, you’re in trouble. you’re working with a surgeon who’s working as a double. i have never stitched up my own.

i’m on my way. you know I’ll be a doctor one day. If my father only knew the steps that I take. I’m on my way.

now she’s down the street sitting in sunshine, probably smoking weed and sipping on box wine. she knows me, but she calls me by a different name. now she’s by the fire, hanging cold stockings. i’m letting baby Jesus do most of the talking. there’s a beauty in the silence that i chalk up to christmas time. well i’m on my way. i’ve got me a wife, she calls me her babe. if she only knew the steps that i take. i’m on my way.

oh my god, i’m having a baby. i knew this day would come to finally save me, teach me love and how to stay. piece by piece sew rubble to rubble. i learned how to walk by learning to stumble. get my off the boat, i’m ready to be on land.

Dogs

running like dogs, we're helpless lovers. we lay in the fog and steal the covers. it's so much colder under cover. the mornings are long and hell seems empty. she's singing her songs, sad ones make her happy. people say we've been gone too long, but dogs just have a way with leaving. train to the shore, then north to portland. always going too far just to feel important. through the night we sleep alone, waiting for the morning to call us lazy. we still got our black jeans on singing songs to lovely ladies. i can still hear my fathers voice tell me that I should slow down.

Wheat

we grow wheat. thats what we’re told we need. but we can’t afford it now, we got our habits to feed. they gotta eat.

hello, latigo. you’re looking good in your cloudy coat. we can winding slow on our way down to the show.

i found what i came looking for, thats you my dear.

we’re in we’re out. we’re mr. young. we can play “our house” when the day is done. if you come now, we can get away rolling around. talk about our home town, there’s a yellow bird in the sundown.

i found what i came looking for, thats you my dear.

golden, as the morning sun, we can forget what we’re running from. close our eyes to just know warmth. what was behind is now before.

Bottoms

you're walking the plank but i'm respecting the speck. time to save you again, seems soon. maybe we both belong in the sea, when we're together we sink like stones.

can we meet at the bottom? can we call that home? can we both admit that we're just not fit to be alone. we come here alone.

speak up now, though you've said before, why don't you say it again a bit louder. i hate that what takes the load of my back is that you never even needed at all.

can we meet at the bottom? can we call that home? can we both admit that we're just not fit to be alone. we come here alone.

Desert Song

my best friend is in the desert with the girl i love. he’ll give her his favorite sweater, now she's warm enough. she leaves notes to say hello. this old love of mine should have found a hole, should have found a way out. smoke the moon high, watch the fire down. thats when that girl gets cold. i should have found a way out, but now they're on the long open road. my best friend is in the desert with the girl i love. he’ll give her his favorite sweater, now she’s warm enough.

Red River

oh ya know we did our best. through the alcohol and cigarettes, i love you just the same. in the hands of summer time, sweet tall pine and fire light. it took us there it'll take you back one day. heard the wind go on and call your name. watched you leave together hand in hand.

oh, red river won't you call us all back in.

sun goes down. new mexico. bull o' the woods you were white the show. they kicked us out again and again. up in them mountains in fell in love. pops looked down and he laughed with us. his heart lived there and there it shall remain. heard the wind go on and call your name. watched you leave together hand in hand.

oh red river, won't you call us all back in.

us all back in where we found love and heaven up above. i can still see your hands held wide, hair pulled back with the fire in your eyes.

 

Talking About Love to a Cigarette

found myself sitting on the water again, talking about love to a cigarette. both of us burning down while the smoke goes on to rest. friends all tell me i should get away, but i’m having old feelings like i should stay. how can i just up and go when i still feel right here?

i ain’t been happy since i left you. i’ve been traveling around like i said i would, but it ain’t right, girl, if it ain’t you.

the sun come up and said “hello". give me a chance and we can go some place easy, some place slow where we don’t have to change. there comes a time when an honest man has to hang up his hat and give his hand to the woman he knows and loves and hope it’ll be ok.

i ain’t been happy since i met you. i’ve been traveling around like i said i would, but it ain’t right, girl, if it ain’t you.

i always said i’d never leave.

i’m wrong.

i’m gone.

Under the Weather

hailey, girl get on up. you gotta get on outta town. i bought you a big ol’ bus that’ll take you all around. i promise not to come. i promise i wont

come along with you and chief. you said i'd ruin the trip. you said that i would ruin it like a thorn running through your shit. i promise not to come. i can’t promise i wont.

let yourself go, you can be an asshole. i love you even though you’re under the weather.

i found you sew love together, but right now you should pull it apart. 

hailey, girl get on up. you gotta get on that rolling stone. i got you get away that you're welcome to call your own. i promise not to come, unless you want me to come.

let yourself go, you can be an asshole. i love you even though you're under the weather.

Morning Light

one last call and i’m feeling drunk again. i’ve got this old guitar and some skinny cigarette. not quite sure just exactly where i am, but tomorrow i’ll be home and it won’t matter where i’ve been. 

when the sun comes up in the morning, i’ll be well on my way home. darling, now’s the time to dry your eyes. i’ll be holding you in the morning light.

these days that i’ve been gone are the longest that i’ve seen. from austin to la and everywhere between. but don’t you worry, baby, I'll be coming home again. i’ll be walking up your road, i’ll be holding out my hand.

when the sun comes up in the morning, i’ll be well on my way home. darling, now’s the time to dry your eyes. i’ll be holding you in the morning light.

The Ocean and the Sea

blue is the ocean, green is the sea, i chose between them they both chose me. painted blood on my door, but i ain't waiting for a Christ to come by. gave me some now i want more, i ain't sure if it's time. come light the day, oh sun, start to wake my eyes. bless my eyes. soul, don't hesitate. oh my soul, don't wait. who do I have to blame? you and i are the same, except you're older now.

Already Loved

oh my, i remember what i did that. save a moment up sometime, you can pull it out. unholy daylight. i can see her, but my eyes are shut. things about you come and go, now they're starting to prompt me.

fuck it if you say i ain’t ever been there. i already know that i loved. 

downtown there’s a sticker and he’s stuck on you. you’re everything i smelled before. maybe in a year or something. two days is a long time to be running clean. i don't think i understood that i’d meet somebody.

i don't mean to call, i don't mean to doubt you. i don't mean to leave, I don't mean to love. how can you stay then refuse to hold me? all that i can say is, “i don't know”. now he’s coming home, maybe he should fight me. darling, you should know that i don't care. if everything they say about me’s true, i’d do it again.

i can finally see i will never hold you. that’s ok, i already loved.

Now That I'm Older

now that I'm older i'm not feeling so old. my body hands and mouth are loving what they do. bow down to; bow to yourself. as someone who hides away to have yourself a time.

how can murder run with grace? slowly serving the other.

meanwhile in heaven, they're excited about a murder. excitement's found in halves. and i'm loving what you do. stay on hand; stay in your house. something worth fighting for means there's someone standing tall. sound and fervor; love and haste. start to wonder with open taste.

now that I'm older I'm doing what I can.  

 

 

 
 

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