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1.
I'll Cry Tomorrow 05:33
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CHORUS today i bear the weight Em D of unbearable sorrow C G if im not trampled by the night Em D i'll cry tomorrow Am G VERSE 1 Picking flowers in the springtime Am7 D Picking berries in the fall Sometimes I cant control my emotions Other times I feel nothing at all. there is no refuge in the past G D because all that was is lost Am a road that led to nowhere G Em that should have reached the distant stars C D REPEAT CHORUS VERSE 2 some things hurt so bad you cant even tell your closest friends you try to keep looking straight ahead but you are looking though a broken lens i dont want strangers saying they are sorry about my loss thier intentions may be sincere but these are just generic thoughts BRIDGE ill cry tomorrow G Em but i wont do my crying here D Am ill drop my tears into the ocean Em D hoping your ghost will appear D7 Em VERSE 3 like an empty husk in a dust bowl drought dried up in my dust bowl heart like tumbleweeds at the end of the road where the blind man left his cart i saw the last leaves of autumn fall And the rivers clogged with slush a princess at her vanity dropping her golden brush today i bear the weight of an unbearable sorrow if im not trampled by the night i'll cry tomorrow
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The Other Side of the Window 03:18
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dawn is breakimg i hear a cry another sleeping man has died the sky is swarming with dragonflies on the other side of the window on the other side of the window bayonets in a long grey line i never should have done what i did but sometimes i just lose my mind church bells ring when the reverend calls "bingo shoes hanging off the telephone wire gangland wars between the catholics and the gringos on the other side of the window lines of ailing people trying to beat the clock a ragman passes by pushing an empty cart the cops are standing by waiting for the riot to start on the other side of the wndow on the other side of the window people are seeking others for distraction others as bored as themselves breaking all the lawa of attraction universal dissatisfaction to stay safe within the boundaries of tradition or run howling down the highway to perdition the poison of purity in the lie of a nation chasing happiness through self-annihilation on the other side of the window i see a little girl and an old man a woman who knows the situation, yet doesnt understand i hit my head n the ceiling and get knocked out cold than i float like a blind man in limbo i open my eyes but there is nothing left to see on the other side of the window on the other side of the window there is nothing for me to see but from the other side of the window something is peeking in at me
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Clotheslines in the Wind 03:16
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CHORUS I never declared my love for her Nor she her love for me Even had i meant it, I never would had said it The only time I played that old violin Was when I had my eyes on some clothesline in the wind VERSE ONE i had a tank full of whiskey and a belly full of beer in the night i took her home and poured those lies into her ear i was post-war and pre-modern and she was like some lipstick ad that promised glowing happiness and gave you twenty shades of sad. REPEAT CHORUS throw your legs across the railing try to catch a fish if its shorter than your forearm then its too small for your dish throw it back into the river remove the hook before it dies you cant swat away people like you swat away a fly BRIDGE i should have kept my wits about me held my family close around me instead of gazing up at things that were not there watching specks of life burn down to cinders in the air CHORUS I never declared my love for her Nor she her love for me Even had i meant it, I never would had said it The only time I played that old violin Was when I had my eyes on some clothesline in the wind
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Hungary 1869 03:25
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Round up, cowboys Put them in the bull pen Always symmetrical Never theoretical Push their faces in the mud Kick them in the head With steel toes Strip the women of their clothes And whip them till their lifeorce flows into the mud and they are naught but ghosts in the gauntlet Rituals of interrogation Promises of vindication Buit they break your sword and snap your neck by conviction without arrest The revolution is suppressed The chaos of suicide as they fall from the tower inquisition non-productive and pointless Lines of rooms where men hang themselves Now voiceless Rooms too small to shit in But big enough to die in why do they only murder A select few every day When in the end Every last dissident Will be blown away.
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Cesspool Ridge 03:20
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i was born in an oil spill half a mile down sludge hill i worked hard to buy a home above the dead stink of the catacombs but the man with a head made of garbage took it back when i defaulted on the mortgage now im living beneath the bridge connecting the town with cesspool ridge cesspool ridge the evicted and the dispossessed cesspool ridge where you find the brightest and the best globalization is world domination its a three way split but you cant divide the pie and the old neighborhood is cesspool ridge coming down with the sewage because the price was too high cesspool ridge mass layoff at boeing cesspool ridge trickle-down sewage over-flowing they will have to take down russia and china too and scoop up all the rest with a silver spoon globalization is world domination its a three way split but you cant divide the pie cesspool ridge urban renewal cesspool ridge the sewer in the jewel there are logs in the lake how many men did it take to get them here from the penninsula they were rolling slow down skid row like a scene from neo realist cinema show cesspool ridge thats the good side of town cesspool ridge someday we are gonna burn it all down down
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Down With Freedom 01:45
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down with freedom death to the french marat, rousseau a milky stench down with freedom their soup, their wines gestapo hearts and vichy minds devils of philosophy masters of hypocrisy revolution's ugly twin nazis under neath the skin down with freedom their sauce, their cheese the dripping smile the fixed trapeze shit to the subjective eye masculine gaze feminine replies shit to verlaine and baudelaire flowers of evil snakebitten hair devils of philosophy masters of hypocrisy revolution's ugly twin nazis under neath the skin
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Poland 1945 03:29
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the war is over the fighting goes on those who sleep will be dead by dawn tanks in the streets resistance in vain the germans are gone and the russians remain they maintained their innocence til their last living breath all are born guilty and sentenced to death dictators and ambassadors attend the daily massacres shoot at will shoot to kill bus drivers and their passengers the war is over the fighting goes on those who sleep will be dead by dawn tanks in the streets resistance in vain the germans are gone and the russians remain passionless assasins like sabbah sabbah hassan fire at random into the crowd make it bloody make it loud never waste the time to aim if they kill one of their own, its all the same whether their coats are blue or red we pay by the pound, not the head the war is over the fighting goes on those who sleep will be dead by dawn tanks in the streets resistance in vain the germans are gone and the russians remain
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Guest of Honor 01:56
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you can play it gentle or with stampeding force no matter how good the actor its hard to play a horse strike a pose wear a mask you only live as long as it lasts learn your lines and cast your poles the fish are too scarce to fill your bowls for the run of the play or the flight of the hawk if the door is locked dont bother to knock one final toast then it's over for the guest of honor he was our captain now we are his host somebody drive him home give him a flask of whiskey see him home safely as the tight spaces close in on him now
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Anonymous Man 03:10
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anonymous man never did anything stupid never did anything at all anonymous man nobody tells stories about him he never tells stories about himself there are no stories to tell he is anonymous man the street to the conference is blocked so he gets out of his fascist limosine and walks sleeps through the keynote address then walks down pine streeet to the cafe inside borders books and music the barista notices his wto badge and refuses to serve him so he walks northt to a bar in belltown orders a beer and goes to the jukebox a girls sidles up beside him and plunks in a quarter plays some smooth jazz and asks if he likes this kind of music he leaves without returning for his beer at the bar takes a taxi to his hotel there is a knock at the door it is a girl he sends her away strips down to his shorts dials up a pornographic movie and falls asleep anonymous man never did anything stupid never did anything at all anonymous man nobody tells stories about him he never tells stories about himself there are no stories to tell he is anonymous man
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Bullet on a Whim 02:55
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the one who saved you yesterday is wasting you today you give everything you got then get a bullet in your heart on a whim and it tears right through your skin taking trains from place to place face to face you play the festival circuit third stage tents where they shuffle the solo acoustic acts that have fallen through the cracks onto their backs walking to the grounds taxi wont take you too much traffic and its faster to walk than to hitch you will never get rich but you found your nitch in the bargain bin and then someone fires a bullet on a whim and it tears right through your skin crossing the river of the dead you fall as the water falls where those who have escaped the horrors and ridiculous comedies of everyday life play the slots and the wheel you ask for a new deck but you get the same deal somebody shoots a bullet in your heart on a whim and it tears right through your skin if you get another throw of the dice and win a chance to ride the wild mouse twice be content to be with other people in the moment dont try to install yourself into their lives you do that and they put themselves on pause until you are gone
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Peru 2023 03:25
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someone build a temple on my daddys grave x3 so anytone that passes has to fall to their knees and pray my daddy used to tell me how he crawled across graveyards on his belly and when the shells hit the dirt pieces of the dead flew up like jelly he told of a day in northern italy his friend received a letter he smiled as he read it aloud and the words of love made the soldiers feel better suddenly his head jerked backwards it what looked at first like laughter then his face filled with pain his helmet fell into the mud filled with his brains his war was the war to end all wars but all it ended was the remnant of the world that survived it enriching the dead souls of the scum that revived it now my kids watch the news and theyre afraid to go to class massacres on the highway mass graveyards in the grass checkpoints on every corner soldiers marching down neighborhood streets when trouble comes dont even think of calling the god damned police unless you want to get your head blown off
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acoustic maddie and bill white - Who Have Time To Listen 04:51
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who have time to listen (A) Acousticmaddie 2023 Can you hear the silence When the bomb alarm stopped singing? Can you hear the sorrows When a thousand church bells ringing? Can you hear the moon cry When mother earth is bleeding? Can you hear the father cry for children no longer breathing? Hear the echoes of the brown boots whispering nobody cares for thee Watch the masses bow their heads ,singing Thank God it wasn´t me Thank God it wasn´t me” But no one seems to hear the silence When the war child fall to ´death And who have time to listen to the earth's heavy last breath? They forgot the feeling Of the wind against their skin, They have forgot how evil sounds, When the brown boots marching in Hear the echoes of the brown boots whispering nobody cares for thee Watch the masses bow their heads ,singing Thank God it wasn´t me Thank God it wasn´t me” Our history is screaming Of all the things that once have been And a thousand sorrows watching The evils painted scene They walk away in silence When sun turned in to dark stand n ´watching by the side walk When light forgot how to park Hear the echoes of the brown boots whispering nobody cares for thee Watch the masses bow their heads ,singing Thank God it wasn´t me Thank God it wasn´t me”
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Renewable Happiness 02:52
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the commotion of emotion or a sweet releasing peace renewable happiness has an expiration date like a magazine subscription better to aim for peace of mind than emotional addiction the rise in buying the loss in selling the ups and downs of a love affair and you try to split the difference night may fall in the middle of the day but eclipses never last that long two way profit is the name of the game when creator and consumer are one and the same you make the product and pay them to sell it they carousel it and barbell it back to you So many repetitions in the sky like Carson's reflections in the eye you can tear the heart asunder but it will always be a lonely hunter renewable happiness has an expiration date like a magazine subscription better to aim for peace of mind than emotional addiction
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Hammer down the Lid 03:02
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he was with her when her mother died she was with him when his father died his dog was with him when he died her cat was with her when she died so hammer down the lid what are you waiting for? hammer down the lid none of this matters any more when she went off the rail he straightened the track when he was lost inside the whale she carried him back he was a rebel and she was a yank they had a mutual account at a philadelphia bank so hammer down the lid what are you waiting for? hammer down the lid none of this matters any more this is the graveyard where dead love lies memories are lost and the black bird flies so hammer down the lid what are you waiting for? hammer down the lid none of this matters any more

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released February 13, 2023

all songs written by Bill White ASCAP
except "Who Have time To Listen"
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