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Holiday
03:57
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Holiday, don’t grow me old. Hollywood, don’t turn me cold. I’ve been there, and they’re a million sold. Holiday, don’t grow me old. Holiday, don’t make me weak. Hollywood, don’t turn on me. I’m all alone with everyone I see. Hollywood, don’t turn on me. I know Holly would mind just this time. (on my mind, all my time) Hollywood, won’t you be mine? Tell Holiday to take his time. My heart’s in pieces, so I’ll set my mind. Hollywood, won’t you be mine?
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Born To Be
05:20
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And still I wait too long in here
for things to settle out there.
The things we said aloud, they’re all still and way too long to hear.
But to hear it now,
it’d tame the lions.
Our entertaining lines are all
`bout the here and now.
And any roads I roll down
bend or constrict.
Been dark and strict so long she carves and erodes our role down.
Born to be...
Well, she’s alright.
In time I could’ve left.
And I might cut her left brain out. She’ll wail; she’s all right.
Born to be...
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Alison
07:26
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So don’t break too many hearts, Alison. Don’t chase all the stars away. I’m on your side. Just stay where you are, Alison. It takes too many heartaches to get it right.
I won’t waste all my time putting it all in a line: She’s gone. I’m alright. All the times they made you cry are gonna be there `til they die, and then they’re alright. And I won’t take my own advice coming from the other side. I know I ain’t that wise. And our ways always seem so right. But, Alison, I think I might have been wrong.
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Stay Pale
05:15
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Weak and aware, we bare no arms to the sun of shame. And it’s all the same. For every time we find the words to speak, our voices fail our aims and we stay pale, dignified and stale. But don’t look away. I’ll lay down `til you know me. Relentless, I’ve tried to hide the scars for to save my face from this disgrace. The graceful falls all seem to go unseen. So here on out I’ll wail and weep and stay pale long enough to fail. (J’ai été inquiet beaucoup de choses ont change’. Mais c’était mon beau comme ça. Au revoir. Une autre vie je n’ai voir. Mais maintenant, suis inquiet. Je suis inquiet.)
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My Alligator
04:08
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I seem to fall all of the time now for my alligator is easier said than won. But the stars and wars and flying cars are as far away tonight as my alligator. She’s always on the run. But I’m always out there for you. I come on cool; she just comes off so cold, my alligator. Little reptilian. My alligator won’t settle for no one.
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I went down to the Portland rain to forget my hurricane. The winds are weak, and the monster trees hide away, but I end up drenched all the same. Call me a different name. Paint a smile on my listless face. I’m always around, and ain’t it getting old. Is the going getting cold when you got to go? I’m always around every time you’re coming home.
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Mennonites
05:37
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I need to see, and it isn’t hidden in a magic eye. I just keep starin’, they’re in my face `most every night. Night blind, I find a bit of vitamin A does me right. Too many nights of mennonites and men in tights keeping the peace alive. (Just stay, Alison, listen. Always so distant instantly.) And even breathin’ it in it isn’t entering my lungs. I choke and I’m just a jealous guy, must not be the only one. Maybe it’s that it’s just too new to trust this soon, but in my eyes, they seem to smile and slyly swoon for you, I swear, I’ll play the fool and you’ll just stare. Still I’m aware that it’s not all so out of tune.
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OK
05:14
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Don’t play it short or leave any time. Don’t make me lock the door to keep you inside. Cause those days were cold and strung in the wind. Only a minute more just to remember it all. OK, it all won’t stay. In the parking lot they’ll take all day. Whether it hurts or not just take it slow on me. I’m only waiting on the man to call down and tell us we’ve had enough. Just let the lead out. Ain’t it simple now? Just killing the time. Only the minimum just to get by it all.
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Ghost/Elephant
05:10
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(ghost, my wailing one afraid that no one will be there...)
I’m gonna go on my way, unresolved and unafraid. I know...
(stoned awake and closing days just aching all the time...)
It’s just a stone thrown away, too close to call back in the day. I’ll take my sweet time. (fall away, here until days when i take all the air)
Oh and if all rolls my way, never gonna tell the day from night.
(gone those days, and some may doubt i’ll carry on...)
Well I’m going home today, to where somehow we made it out OK.
And on the evidence of a dense surrounding, I’m hard and rust. I must be OK.
Elephant I can’t forget the fear. It ticks all night. I play the part; in my heart I know she’s here and on my mind. Alison, I’ll listen (but not hear) to what you say. The evening fades and your ways become so clear. It’s all too late. OK, it all won’t stay.
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Open Ground
05:35
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They always sneak around unseen and outside it all. I know what it’s about. They never make a sound. Still somehow I always know when they’re back around. I’m wide awake... And something tells me it’s not gonna change anyway. `Cause I’m on open ground when all I have is all I hold. I keep her close around and all in dressing gowns, wrapped so tight and no way inside.
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11. |
Another Little Holiday
01:47
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....your Hollywooden mind takes some time....
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N. Lavin Louisiana
N. Lavin is a Louisiana-based singer-songwriter
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