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A Pocketbook of Saints
00:25
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My fingers are burning and so is my throat
You were never long for this world
I remember waking up to the words that you wrote
I can’t help but picture you smiling by the door
Through music you can feel love, pain, joy and rage
Hearing the rattle from the steel off the rosewood
Your words were like Steinbeck, mine were a car wreck
From the center of the world, you’ll find the heart there
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Two Philosophers
02:58
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Call me a realist
There’s a mark on your head
Call me a nihilist
Those who are walking will one day be dead
So take it slow
It’s okay to not know
So take it slow
Cause you can’t fight what you don’t know
I hate to speak this
But the sky is raining red
And I’m not defeatist
You can’t sleep in this burning bed
So take it slow
It’s okay to not know
So take it slow
Cause you can’t fight what you don’t know
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So It Goes
03:07
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You found me flat on my back
That summer when the skies turned from grey to black
You were the only one strong enough
To keep me from giving up
We went to sleep as true believers
We woke up in the chill out tent
You mean more to me than you’ll ever know
So I say
So it goes
New views and fresh starts
Memories from these old haunts
I hope we live long enough
For you to see you’re the one I truly love
We went to sleep as true believers
We woke up in the chill out tent
You mean more to me than you’ll ever know
So I say
So it goes
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5. |
Phoning It In
03:06
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What if I called out
And you didn’t hear me?
What if I took out
My pain on this city?
I tried to suppress it
I’m breaking out windows
Tried to walk into traffic
But those fuckers all dodged me
If you tell me it’s alright
Then I’ll believe that it’s alright
Cause I’m soaking up sunlight
Reflected in moonlight
And I’m flying my own kite
Cause I think that wind’s right
And if you tell me it’s alright
I’ll believe that it’s alright
Dip my toes in the water
And I think that it fits
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In the middle of your living room
I found you wasted
And you know I will be leaving soon
Got no time for wasting
Just forget about it
That’s not my problem
Just forget about it
That’s not my problem
At the bottom of your swimming pool
Your hopes drown wasted
And your problems aren’t my problems true
There’s no hope in pretending
Just forget about it
That’s not my problem
Just forget about it
That’s not my problem
Don’t think of me
And I won’t think of you
Don’t think of me
And I won’t think of you
Just forget about it
That’s not my problem
Just forget about it
That’s not my problem
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7. |
Casey
03:22
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With the talks by the schoolyard tracks
As the trains crept by
Tell the stories with the ink in our skin
Of ideals and lies we used to believe in
We tried and tried on those summer nights
Just to keep it all together
We tried to pull the stars out of the sky
Just to make it last forever
In the back of a stranger's car
That snowy night in Boston
We almost slept in that bus station in Galway
Never thought we’d be so far away
We tried and tried on those summer nights
Just to keep it all together
We tried to pull the stars out of the sky
Just to make it last forever
The words that way heavy on my chest
Make it hard to breathe
The toughest moment in my life
Was knowing you had to leave
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8. |
STE
02:27
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Sunday afternoon
Gonna write a tune
Hanging in Jon’s room
Working on a tune
Gonna play the pool
Friday after school
Gonna play this tune
Friday afternoon
I don’t have a car
But I got a guitar
And I’ll go real far
Playing my guitar
Gonna play this tune
Friday after school
If you like it
That’s cool
If you don’t like it
Cool
Then I went to college
And I didn’t find knowledge
Don’t go to college
If you want to find knowledge
Then I went to college
And I didn’t find knowledge
Don’t go to college
If you want to find knowledge
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Hangover Buddy
02:30
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Won’t you be my hangover buddy?
Won’t you be my hangover pal?
It gets dark here at night
When the lonesomeness bites
Have you seen the sky when it’s starry?
Have you seen the sky with its clouds?
The shapes come and go
The sky’s thick when it snows
Won’t you be my hangover buddy?
Won’t you be my hangover pal?
Won’t you be my hangover buddy?
Won’t you be my hangover pal?
It gets dark here at night
When the neighbors pick fights
And it gets dark here at night
When the lonesomeness bites
It bites
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Demons!
03:52
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How far can we take this
How far can we go
I don’t think I, I can shake this
I don’t think I can let this go
I know that this isn’t what you wanted from this life
I know that this isn’t what you thought that you deserved
You create your own demons
How can you call this life
You get away with it, away with it by screaming
Yelling lies about your life
I know that this isn’t what you wanted from this life
I know that this isn’t what you thought that you deserved
I know that this isn’t what we wanted from our lives
I know that this isn’t what we thought that we deserved
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11. |
Please Send Help
04:17
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Please send help
Cause I don’t know what I’m doing here
I’m biding time
Got a sickly tan from the neon lights
I tie my shoes
A double knot for a long walk home
The Sun’s soft light
Cuts the horizon in the eastern sky
Forget my face
I’m just a shadow from your former life
I’ll leave no trace
I’ll evaporate like a summer rain
So please send help
Cause I don’t know what I’m doing here
Just killing time
Counting loss on my hands again
Again
I still live how I shouldn’t
I still live how I shouldn’t
Making meaning out of ruin
I still live how I shouldn’t
I wrote it down
And I buried it in the ground
I still live how I shouldn’t
I still live how I shouldn’t
Making meaning out of ruin
I still live how I shouldn’t
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Stumble through these concrete giants
While sleeping on these cold hard floors
Mumble through these late night talks
While we always dreamed of more
You were the great American songwriter
Never one for making sure
You took your guitar and that leap of faith
And you found your way, yes you found your way
I know those on ramps were calling
While the cards started falling
So we’re racing through mountain counties
And turning the country to ribbons beneath our wheels
You were the great American songwriter
Never one for making sure
You took your guitar and that leap of faith
And you found your way, yes you found your way
I know that everything was beautiful
I know that nothing hurt
I know you’re still diggin in corners
Kicking at some coals that ain’t quite gone out
You were the great American songwriter
Never one for making sure
You took your guitar and that leap of faith
And you found your way, yes you found your way
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13. |
Don't Worry About It
03:44
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(For Tony)
And the sun sets on another year
And I’m thinking to myself
This next year will be a better year
Cause this last year put me through hell
And I saw you in the bathroom mirror
Got me thinking to myself
In a way it’s like you’re always here
But sometimes I can’t find you and it hurts like hell
Time won’t slow
If I could see you one more time
If I could hear you one more time
Pour you a drink just one more time
Get your advice just one more time
You’d say
“Don’t worry about it”
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14. |
Porch Beers
03:26
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Where did you go?
And what did you do?
I remember when all this was new
How are your kids?
And how is your wife?
I remember parts of my old life
So how are you doin’?
How are you doin’?
Everything in this life keeps on movin’
It darkened the sky
When we let it die
Do you remember when this was my life?
My heart felt like ice
Nearly half of the time
The rest of the time I drank myself blind
So how are you doin’?
How are you doin’?
Everything in this life keeps on movin’
How are you doin’?
How are you doin’?
Everything in this life keeps on movin’
How are you doin’?
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ZEPHR Denver, Colorado
Eamonn-Bass/Vocals
Jim-Guitar/Vocals
Tyler-Drums
Heart-on-sleeve punk rock, from Denver, CO.
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