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True Stories
04:34
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True stories never fade
They just grow tired on the page
Call the fiends out for a ride, pulling me through the other side
Don't you see me?
Stone sober are the days
Well over twice the legal age
See me falling falling falling falling from the stage
Once the heart is true, then it's black and blue
I shouldn't carry on this way, I shouldn't carry on this way
Stuck staring at my face
Grasping at straws my fingers ache
Held the glue against the tide, now I'm just trying to stay alive
Don't you see me?
For God's sake don't look down
Trap doors are open all around
For all the madness cons the morning
Out of what to say in a lifetime
I had the nerve to rise
Call if courage in disguise, I'm not like all the other guys
Don't you see me?
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2. |
For a Wartime Girl
04:43
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All you soldiers surrender for a wartime girl
Whispering codes to intecept, 'fore they get too deep
All you soldiers surrender for a wartime girl
Do what comes most naturally, and then make like a thief
I've stained across the winter seas although it's spring and if you asked us
What would you expect?
You burn for whiskey tooth to float into the roots of heavy boots and
Have you noticed yet?
All you soldiers surrender for a wartime girl
Letters home in cellophane curling under the sun
All you soldiers surrender for a wartime girl
Shoot to kill with shaking hands, serve to meet their demands
You drag your body broken no relief you're tilting on your axis
What would you expect?
You break against the grain to see your diamond dreams of fighter planes and
Have you noticed yet?
Have you noticed yet?
Ah girl
A generation lost to the world
Send a message, send for a priest
Dry those eyes as you shudder to think
You beat your chest, it's not complex, yes you do it best
All you soldiers surrender for a wartime girl
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3. |
Leave the Rest to Me
05:33
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Well I've got this scary feeling
Welcome to the crossroads blues
I left work so damn late
Hung out like ice upon your gate
I ran headfirst into midnight
And I felt like broken glass
We held tight along the midway
When the bombs went off at last
I stood like I had somewhere or someone else to be
Say that I'm your only, leave the rest to me
"None of this is real"
Read tattoos upon our necks
You'd have to be a little drunk
To pretend to know what's best
You wouldn't get too close to me
Oh god no
I would size you up, you would knock me down
It's perfect, it's such harmony
I stood like I had somewhere or someone else to be
Say that I'm your only, leave the rest to me
We snuck out through the garden
In our disguised identities
Who cares if we go missing?
Who cares if we go free?
We were careless all along
We were captives of the song
We divided our belongings
We divided and we were gone
I stood like I had somewhere or someone else to me
Say that I'm your only, leave the rest to me
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4. |
The Diesel of Summer
06:01
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The diesel of summer is all I remember
From the window left open in our room
Our sorry excuses for keeping late hours
To the neighbors in studio two
And I'd do it all again, my delinquent friend
Because I haven't laughed that hard since
I don't imagine I will again
The street corner bar with it's ruddy red faces
Evaporates softly in the dark
We sent the stars racing around this dumb planet
Till we thought we were satisfied
And I'd do it all again, my delinquent friend
Because I haven't laughed that hard since
I don't imagine I will again
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5. |
We Wish You Well
03:29
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Cancel the play, it's gonna be a downer
That's just not what the people paid for
You're born for the stage, you're not some shrinking flower
Well, just what did you think was in store?
And we wish you well, and your guarded mind
In your own sweet time
A mountain of prayers repeated every minute
It's that old familiar battle cry
You're looking for love, you'll never know you're in it
With whatever creeps up from behind
And we wish you well, and your guarded mind
In your own sweet time
And we wish you well, be it blessing or curse
Or whatever comes first
Back on defense when you're out on a limb
Write whenever it's grim, through the thick and through thin
The season appears to ring from every tower
From the corners we paint ourselves in
The reason appears for whiling away the hours
It's the power to give and give in
And we wish you well, and your guarded mind
In your own sweet time
And we wish you well, be it blessing or curse
Or whatever comes first
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6. |
Any Old Fashioned Way
03:21
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They might be right, it seems like things just happen
You think it's a sign, it's just a big distraction
For keeping you off your game
In any old fashioned way
How long have you pretended to be in the right mind?
You lie about pills, and you lie about crime all the time
Can you put off a day when you're facing disaster?
Can you hang on till fate calls you faster down your own hill?
They might be right, it seems like things just happen
You think it's a sign, it's just a big distraction
For keeping you off your game
In any old fashioned way
You scream and you cry till your face turns crimson
The way it looks to me, well it's your decision anyhow
Why cut me with a knife when you can easily throw it?
Say the magic words before you totally blow it all again
Fumbling forward, now on your way back
Before you can speak take your time and relax
You chased down a dream, you didn't feed it enough
It slouched out to die when the going went rough
Why stab in the dark when you've got no reason to ever climb out again?
Preparing to die by your own incision, not a great way to begin
Not a great way to begin
They might be right, it seems like things just happen
You think it's a sign, it's just a big distraction
For keeping you off your game
In any old fashioned way
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7. |
The Cross and the Crown
04:13
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I thought, "Stacie's a pig" in that offhand way I always do
She thought how she called me Kid worked to compel me to stay
'Causes she always knew
Just waiting up here for her with Sticky Fingers for the last time
I can't bend my mind to prove all these old feelings aren't so far behind
And let, let it be known
Let it come down
She left me with the cross and
split with the crown
Up in the house last week
Left all her shit lying around
Clothes on the railing,
Lipstick mirror left me to trace
Ah, poor Stace
Maybe it's too soon to tell
Pull back the blinders from a dead horse
Back in the saddle again
The thing I most wished for has set me racing off course
And let, let it be known
Please let it come down
She left me with the cross and
split with the crown
And let, let it be known
Just let it come down
She left me with the cross and
split with the crown
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8. |
What Comes Next
04:31
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You don't need to know what to expect
There's secret when you're older
There's a gift under the tree
You don't need to know what comes next
There's a devil on your shoulder
And there's an angel up your sleeve
Pacing the carpet
Kicking up dust
A woman stares on the city bus
Sun in her eyes, she's right in your line of sight
Taking the space you could sell to the world
Space you could sell to the world
You don't need to know what lies ahead
You're a canary in a coal mine
And you're running out of breath
You don't need to know if you're right
You can leave it till tomorrow
This way you won't recall a thing
Pacing the carpet
Kicking up dust
A woman stares on the city bus
Stars in her eyes, reciting a lullaby
Taking the space you could sell to the world
Space you could sell to the world
You don't need to know what to expect
There's secret when you're older
There's a gift under the tree
You don't need to know
What comes next
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9. |
The Thickest Thieves
06:05
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Sugar spun trails line the high flying moon
Winding over us
I alone choose the road I like
Holly's got a room
She'll go and prove every song is named for you
I won't deny what is true
But something is turning the wheel to the sun
There's no sense in fighting it now
We were the thickest thieves
With the world our sworn enemy
Drowned in bad company
Crossed our hearts, but we lied
We were the thickest thieves
I'm wide awake in a double wide dream
Cursed by the winds on the sea
I dive for pleasure at the heart of high tide
I'm dragged down beneath
I can assure you poetry like this
But nobody's killed for it
Climb over Holly, the vodka's run out
I saved you a seat
Holly she lies in the garbage we'd find
Hallelujah the blues
She said, "You'd make a better machine,
I promise that much to you."
We were the thickest thieves
With the world our sworn enemy
Drowned in bad company
Crossed our hearts, but we lied
We were the thickest thieves
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10. |
The Ballad of Chez Rand
03:29
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We could really put on miles tonight
Before we're lost to anyone
No one notices, we blow the light and
Time keeps rolling on
Pick another ancient song to play
This one really brings me back
Abandoned firesides and railroad lines
Stretching far into the past
Lying silently intact
Here's to 'Denna
Here's to Dan and Matt
Here's to Kim and here's to Scott
Here's to Dryden and to old Chez Rand
May we all go down at once
May we all go down at once
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Jason Moody Chicago, Illinois
"Local musician Jason Moody has been riding the periphery of the Chicago indie scene for years, and I think he deserves a
lot more attention than he gets. He's a songwriter who crafts well-structured pop songs, which makes them ripe for covering (check out Daniel Knox's cover of "Halcyon Days"). Moody has a way with melody and hooks. He's also got a lovely voice."
Tony Breed, CHIRP Radio
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