[mix] Roll With It
This is the third mix in the Broken Wings-verse! It goes with book three, Roll With It, and kazbaby, stultiloquentia, and _minxy_ get credit for proposing a good half of the tracks on here.
When putting this together, I could go either for thematic unity or musical unity, and I picked musical unity -- which means that songs from the "end" of the story are scattered throughout, etc. You'll see why all of them are on there by the time I finish the book, don't worry. *g*
Previous mixes: A Howling In The Factory Yard, Dig Down Deep
1. Blues Run The Game // Counting Crows
2. Tender To The Blues // James Yorkston
3. Sort of a Protest Song // Matthew Good Band
4. All These Things That I've Done // The Killers
5. Moving Pictures Silent Films // Great Lake Swimmers
6. Tender // Blur
7. God's Gonna Cut You Down // Johnny Cash
8. Don't Think Just Move // Acroma
9. Burden of the Angel/Beast // Bruce Cockburn
10. The Bluest Blade // Jeffrey Foucault
11. Adventures in Solitude // The New Pornographers
12. Iowa (Traveling III) // Dar Williams
13. Roll With It // Ani DiFranco
14. When You're Falling // Afro Celt Sound System
15. Walk On The Moon // Great Big Sea
16. Change In My Life // Harvard Opportunes
1. Blues Run The Game // Counting Crows
Catch a boat to England, baby, maybe to Spain. Wherever I have gone, wherever I've been and gone, wherever I have gone, the blues run the game. Send out for whiskey, baby, send out for gin. Me and room service, honey, me and room service, mama, me and room service, well, we're living a life of sin. When I ain't drinking, baby, you are on my mind; when I ain't sleeping, honey, when I ain't sleeping, mama, when I ain't sleeping, well, you know you'll find me crying. Catch a boat to England, baby, maybe to Spain. Wherever I have gone, wherever I've been and gone, wherever I have gone, the blues run the game. Living is a gamble, baby, loving's much the same; wherever I have played, wherever I throw those dice, wherever I have played, the blues, they run the game. Maybe when I'm older, baby, somewhere down the line, I'll wake up older, so much older, mama, I'll wake up older, just stop all my trying. So catch a boat to England, baby, maybe to Spain. Wherever I have gone, wherever I've been and gone, wherever I have gone, the blues are all the same.
2. Tender To The Blues // James Yorkston
Before I jump ship for cooler shores, may I gently close this account of ours? Through all that I know and have loved is inside, I’m just losing faith in these costly times. And I pray for your health and your peace of mind but God must now I just want you by my side. And the mornings I've woken and sought your warmth, if only I'd held you and told you before. But I'm no fool, my heart is just exposed, I’m just weathering the flows, and I'm not the man you thought, I suppose. You leave me tender to the blues. And you phone me to tell me of these regrets of yours, but I've been lying awake until the small small hours. And the wise men say I should fight for my cause, but I'm all punched out and just so so tired. But I'm no fool, my heart is just exposed, I'm just weathering the flows, and you’re not the girl I thought, I suppose. You leave me tender to the blues.
3. Sort of a Protest Song // Matthew Good Band
I can't remember 1989. I can't remember what you look like, cause I was dimed. Wasn't the whole world at the time? A robot heart for my sleep-in girl. She knows CPR so I can come back to life, yeah, I can come back to life. I'm tired of walking around with my hand on my gun; I'm tired of watching them wind you up to see if you'll run. Tonight I'm going to go out and have me some fun. I'm tired of walking around here with my hand on my gun. I had me a vision, I was a fireman in a time of fires, and I was paralyzed. A robot heart for a theme park world -- whatever keeps us alive, whatever keeps claim to us being civilized. I'm tired of walking around with my hand on my gun; I'm tired of watching them wind you up to see if you'll run. Tonight I'm going to go out and have me some fun. I'm tired of walking around here with my hand on my gun. I can't remember 1989; I try but I forget what you look like. Baby, I ain't dimed, but yeah, it still keeps me up at night. A robot heart for a robot boy who dreamed he was a lion. Our lives in these empty spaces aside, I'm tired of walking around with my hand on my gun; I'm tired of watching them wind you up to see if you'll run. Tonight I'm going to go out and have me some fun. I'm tired of walking around here with my hand on my gun. (baby, no pain, no gain)
4. All These Things That I've Done // The Killers
When there's nowhere else to run, is there room for one more son, one more son? If you can hold on, if you can hold on, hold on. I wanna stand up, I wanna let go, you know, you know -- no, you don't, you don't. I wanna shine on in the hearts of men; I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand. Another head aches, another heart breaks. I'm so much older than I can take, and my affetion, well, it comes and goes. I need direction to perfection, no no no, help me out. Yeah, you know you gotta help me out. Yeah, oh, don't you put me on the backburner; you know you gotta help me out. And when there's nowhere else to run, is there room for one more son? These changes ain't changing me, the cold-hearted boy I used to be. Yeah, you know you gotta help me out. Yeah, oh, don't you put me on the backburner; you know you gotta help me out. You're gonna bring yourself down, yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down. I got soul, but I'm not a soldier. I got soul, but I'm not a soldier. Yeah, you know you gotta help me out. Yeah, oh, don't you put me on the backburner; you know you gotta help me out. You're gonna bring yourself down. Don't you put me on the backburner; you're gonna bring yourself down. Over and out, last call for sin. While everyone's lost, the battle is won with all these things that I've done.
5. Moving Pictures Silent Films // Great Lake Swimmers
Oh, wake me please when this is over, oh, when the ice is melted away and the hunger returns. I will feel the same but older, and I'll be twice the bear that I thought I was. Where have you been, and what have you done? I've been under the ground, eating prayers from this old book I found, under the ground saving it up and spending it all on moving pictures, silent films. Moving pictures, silent films. Oh, is this the dream I've been saving? Oh, where the heart beats slower and slower to almost nothing, almost nothing. I took it for love or at least something beautiful. Out there in the spotlight I turned around suddenly, turned around squinting and saw that it was headlights, and then the truth. The truth was unbearable, oh, and immanent, bearing down on these two shadowed animals caught painting a dotted line. Where have you been, and what have you done? I've been under the ground, eating prayers from this old book I found, under the ground saving it up and spending it all on moving pictures, silent films. Moving pictures, silent films.
6. Tender // Blur
Tender is the night, lying by your side. Tender is the touch of someone that you love too much. Tender is the day the demons go away. Lord, I need to find someone who can heal my mind. Come on, come on, come on; get through it. Come on, come on, come on; love's the greatest thing. Come on, come on, come on; get through it. Come on, come on, come on; love's the greatest thing that we have. I'm waiting for that feeling, waiting for that feeling, waiting for that feeling to come. Oh, my baby, oh my baby; oh, why, oh, my. Tender is the ghost, the ghost I love the most; hiding from the sun, waiting for the night to come. Tender is my heart for screwing up my life. Lord, I need to find someone who can heal my mind. Come on, come on, come on; get through it. Come on, come on, come on; love's the greatest thing. Come on, come on, come on; get through it. Come on, come on, come on; love's the greatest thing that we have. I'm waiting for that feeling, waiting for that feeling, waiting for that feeling to come. Oh, my baby, oh my baby; oh, why, oh, my. Tender is the night, lying by your side; tender is the touch of someone that you love too much. Tender is my heart (you know) for screwing up my life. Oh, Lord, I need to find someone who can heal my mind. Come on, come on, come on; get through it. Come on, come on, come on; love's the greatest thing. Come on, come on, come on; get through it. Come on, come on, come on; love's the greatest thing that we have. I'm waiting for that feeling, waiting for that feeling, waiting for that feeling to come. Oh, my baby, oh my baby; oh, why, oh, my.
7. God's Gonna Cut You Down // Johnny Cash
You can run on for a long time, run on for a long time, run on for a long time; sooner or later, God'll cut you down. Sooner or later, God'll cut you down. Go tell that long-tongue liar; go and tell that midnight rider; tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter, tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down. Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down. Well, my goodness gracious, let me tell you the news: my head's been wet with the midnight dew. I've been down on bended knee, talkin' to the man from Galilee. He spoke to me in the voice so sweet, I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet. He called my name and my heart stood still, when he said, "John, go do My will!" Go tell that long-tongue liar; go and tell that midnight rider; tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter, tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down. Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down. You can run on for a long time, run on for a long time, run on for a long time; sooner or later God'll cut you down. Sooner or later God'll cut you down. Well, you may throw your rock and hide your hand, workin' in the dark against your fellow man. But as sure as God made black and white, what's down in the dark will be brought to the light. You can run on for a long time, run on for a long time, run on for a long time; sooner or later, God'll cut you down. Sooner or later, God'll cut you down. Go tell that long-tongue liar; go and tell that midnight rider; tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter, tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down. Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.
8. Don't Think Just Move // Acroma
I've already spent time in delirium; I've already been to the other side and back again. Will this ever be the same? Will this ever mean anything? Will this ever be anything more than a broken daydream? And what makes us behave in this way? Move; don't think, just move, in this way. And what makes us behave in this way? Move; don't think, just move, in this way. The loss of sound; the silence waits. The loss of sight; the darkness waits. The loss of touch; the coldness waits. Don't think; just move. Move.
9. Burden of the Angel/Beast // Bruce Cockburn
From the lying mirror to the movement of stars, everybody's looking for who they are. Those who know don't have the words to tell, and the ones with the words don't know too well. Could be the famine, could be the feast; could be the pusher, could be the priest. Always ourselves we love the least. That's the burden of the angel/beast. Birds of paradise -- birds of prey -- here tomorrow, gone today. Cross my forehead, cross my palm, don't cross me or I'll do you harm. Could be the famine, could be the feast; could be the pusher, could be the priest. Always ourselves we love the least. That's the burden of the angel/beast. We go crying, we come laughing. Never understand the time we're passing. Kill for money, die for love. Whatever was God thinking of? Could be the famine, could be the feast; could be the pusher, could be the priest. Always ourselves we love the least. That's the burden of the angel/beast.
10. The Bluest Blade // Jeffrey Foucault
Thrown up against the dying end of heaven, beating with the zero of my blood. Home to see my baby coming home, falling like a stone or like a dove. Hard as any stone brought down in wishes, bright as any flower made to bloom and blaze and falling to the ground like China dishes. Our love is only teaching us to fall. And I fall to you, down from here, like a shadow thrown. Love, the bluest blade, cuts deepest from the dark of all we own. Balanced on a sliver shot through the blacking. Hung up as if by God's unreckoned string. Brave enough for leaving, brave enough for coming home with what my tiny heart can bring. And I kissed onto the concrete from out of dreaming, pulled the ground against me like a shroud, fevered as a child my body burning, burning just to lay your body down.
11. Adventures in Solitude // The New Pornographers
Balancing on one wounded wing, circling the edge of the neverending; the best of the vanished marvels have gathered inside your door. More than begin, but less than forget, but spirits born from the not happened yet gathering there to pay off a debt brought back from the wars. We thought we lost you; we thought we lost you. We thought we lost you. Welcome back. Sleeping for years; pick through what is left, through the pieces that fell and rose from the depth from the rainwater well, deep as a secret nobody knows. Less than forget, but more than begun, these adventures in solitude never done to the names of our rooms. We send the same blood back from the wars. We thought we lost you; we thought we lost you. We thought we lost you. It will all come back. I know you want to run far away from one more, and that it's coming at a bad time. Some cold place, heartless ways, for all we know. I know you need to breathe through, come back, come too, but it's coming at a bad time, tangled day, for all we know. I know you want to run far away from one more, and that's comin' at a bad time. Some cold race, heartless ways, for all we know. I know you want to breathe through, come back, come too, but it's coming at a bad time. Old scarred face. Survivor's guilt, for all we know.
12. Iowa (Traveling III)
I've never had a way with women, but the hills of Iowa make me wish that I could. And I've never found a way to say I love you, but if the chance came by, oh, I would, but way back where I come from, we never mean to bother; we don't like to make our passions other peoples' concern, and we walk in the world of safe people, and at night we walk into our houses and burn. How I long to fall just a little bit, to dance out of the lines and stray from the light, but I fear that to fall in love with you is to fall from a great and gruesome height. So I asked a friend about it, on a bad day, her husband had just left her, she sat down on the chair he left behind, she said: "what is love, where did it get me? whoever thought of love is no friend of mine." Once I had everything; I gave it up for the shoulder of your driveway and the words I’ve never felt. And so for you, I came this far across the tracks, ten miles above the limit, and with no seatbelt, and I'd do it again, for tonight I went running through the screen doors of discretion, for I woke up from a nightmare that I could not stand to see; you were a-wandering out on the hills of Iowa and you were not thinking of me.
13. Roll With It // Ani DiFranco
She says: my ass hurts when I sit down. She says: my feet hurt when I'm standing around. I think my body is as restless as my mind, and I don't know if I can roll with it this time. She packed his uniforms and drove him to the base. She was crying all the way; the world looked her in the face, and said, roll with it, baby; make it your career. Keep the home fires burning til America is in the clear. The mainstream is so polluted with lies; once you get wet, it's so hard to get dry. We're all taught how to justify history as it passes by, and it's your world that comes crashing down when the big boys decide to throw their weight around. But just roll with it, baby, make it your career; keep the home fires burning til America is in the clear. What if the enemy isn't in a distant land? What if the enemy lies behind the voice of command? The sound of war is a child's cry; behind tinted windows, they just drive by. All I know is that those who are going to be killed aren't those who preside on capitol hill. I told him, don't fill the front lines of their war; those assholes aren't worth dying for. But he said: roll with it, baby, make it your career; keep the home fires burning til America is in the clear. She says: my ass hurts when I sit down. She says: my feet hurt from just standing around. I think my body is as restless as my mind, and I'm not gonna roll with it this time. No, I'm not gonna roll with it this time.
14. When You're Falling // Afro Celt Sound System
Every day, you crawl into the night; a fallen angel with your wings set alight. When you hit the ground, everything turns to blue. I can't get through the smoke that's surrounding you. Cause when you're falling, I can't tell which way is down, and when you're screaming, somehow I don't hear a sound, and when you're seeing things, then your feet don't touch the ground, cause when you're falling, I can't tell which way is down. I can see through the clouds; I can walk right through the walls. Hang me off the ceiling, but I can't take the fall. Should have crossed the river, but I may get swept away. Out there on the water, you can still see me wave. Cause when you're falling, I can't tell which way is down, and when you're screaming, somehow I don't hear a sound, and when you're seeing things, then your feet don't touch the ground, cause when you're falling, I can't tell which way is down.
15. Walk On The Moon // Great Big Sea
Is it just me or a message from above? Bells are ringing; push has finally come to shove. The door before me now is opened just enough. I'm sick and tired of waiting for dreams that never come, like a game I never played in and still wish that I had won. I'm alive; got one shot, and I'm taking it to you. I'm alive. I've come to realize, not a moment too soon, this is my one small step. This is my walk on the moon. Don't you think their hands were shaking as that rocket ship touched down? I'm sure they shivered when they finally touched the ground. The giant leap so fragile that it hardly made a sound, but it must have been amazing. What a world they got to see. So I don't care, my foolish fear won't get the best of me. I'm alive; got one shot, and I'm taking it to you. I'm alive. I've come to realize, not a moment too soon, this is my one small step. This is my walk on the moon.
16. Change In My Life // Harvard Opportunes
Standing cold and scared on top of the hill; then came the moment when I lost my will. I prayed for mercy: Lord, please take me away. Give me the sunshine when I only see grey. The past had a hold on me that can't be denied, and the changes don't come easily. I've been lonely, I've been cheated, and I've been misunderstood. I've been washed up, I've been put down, and told I'm no good. But with you I belong, because you helped me be strong. There's a change in my life since you came along. Now, I don't mind working hard every day, and I don't pay no mind to what people say, 'cause after all the pain I've been through, I gave up everything to love only you. See, all my life I've walked with my head bent in shame but since I found you, with you I'll remain. I've been lonely, I've been cheated, and I've been misunderstood. I've been washed up, I've been put down, and told I'm no good. But with you I belong, because you helped me be strong. There's a change in my life since you came along. Now, a man gets crazy when his life is all wrong, and the heart gets a little weary when it doesn't belong, and the road gets a little bit rocky, but you've got to keep on and let the new light come shining through. I've been lonely, I've been cheated, and I've been misunderstood. I've been washed up, I've been put down, and told I'm no good. But with you I belong, because you helped me be strong. There's a change in my life since you came along.
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When putting this together, I could go either for thematic unity or musical unity, and I picked musical unity -- which means that songs from the "end" of the story are scattered throughout, etc. You'll see why all of them are on there by the time I finish the book, don't worry. *g*
Previous mixes: A Howling In The Factory Yard, Dig Down Deep
1. Blues Run The Game // Counting Crows
2. Tender To The Blues // James Yorkston
3. Sort of a Protest Song // Matthew Good Band
4. All These Things That I've Done // The Killers
5. Moving Pictures Silent Films // Great Lake Swimmers
6. Tender // Blur
7. God's Gonna Cut You Down // Johnny Cash
8. Don't Think Just Move // Acroma
9. Burden of the Angel/Beast // Bruce Cockburn
10. The Bluest Blade // Jeffrey Foucault
11. Adventures in Solitude // The New Pornographers
12. Iowa (Traveling III) // Dar Williams
13. Roll With It // Ani DiFranco
14. When You're Falling // Afro Celt Sound System
15. Walk On The Moon // Great Big Sea
16. Change In My Life // Harvard Opportunes
1. Blues Run The Game // Counting Crows
Catch a boat to England, baby, maybe to Spain. Wherever I have gone, wherever I've been and gone, wherever I have gone, the blues run the game. Send out for whiskey, baby, send out for gin. Me and room service, honey, me and room service, mama, me and room service, well, we're living a life of sin. When I ain't drinking, baby, you are on my mind; when I ain't sleeping, honey, when I ain't sleeping, mama, when I ain't sleeping, well, you know you'll find me crying. Catch a boat to England, baby, maybe to Spain. Wherever I have gone, wherever I've been and gone, wherever I have gone, the blues run the game. Living is a gamble, baby, loving's much the same; wherever I have played, wherever I throw those dice, wherever I have played, the blues, they run the game. Maybe when I'm older, baby, somewhere down the line, I'll wake up older, so much older, mama, I'll wake up older, just stop all my trying. So catch a boat to England, baby, maybe to Spain. Wherever I have gone, wherever I've been and gone, wherever I have gone, the blues are all the same.
2. Tender To The Blues // James Yorkston
Before I jump ship for cooler shores, may I gently close this account of ours? Through all that I know and have loved is inside, I’m just losing faith in these costly times. And I pray for your health and your peace of mind but God must now I just want you by my side. And the mornings I've woken and sought your warmth, if only I'd held you and told you before. But I'm no fool, my heart is just exposed, I’m just weathering the flows, and I'm not the man you thought, I suppose. You leave me tender to the blues. And you phone me to tell me of these regrets of yours, but I've been lying awake until the small small hours. And the wise men say I should fight for my cause, but I'm all punched out and just so so tired. But I'm no fool, my heart is just exposed, I'm just weathering the flows, and you’re not the girl I thought, I suppose. You leave me tender to the blues.
3. Sort of a Protest Song // Matthew Good Band
I can't remember 1989. I can't remember what you look like, cause I was dimed. Wasn't the whole world at the time? A robot heart for my sleep-in girl. She knows CPR so I can come back to life, yeah, I can come back to life. I'm tired of walking around with my hand on my gun; I'm tired of watching them wind you up to see if you'll run. Tonight I'm going to go out and have me some fun. I'm tired of walking around here with my hand on my gun. I had me a vision, I was a fireman in a time of fires, and I was paralyzed. A robot heart for a theme park world -- whatever keeps us alive, whatever keeps claim to us being civilized. I'm tired of walking around with my hand on my gun; I'm tired of watching them wind you up to see if you'll run. Tonight I'm going to go out and have me some fun. I'm tired of walking around here with my hand on my gun. I can't remember 1989; I try but I forget what you look like. Baby, I ain't dimed, but yeah, it still keeps me up at night. A robot heart for a robot boy who dreamed he was a lion. Our lives in these empty spaces aside, I'm tired of walking around with my hand on my gun; I'm tired of watching them wind you up to see if you'll run. Tonight I'm going to go out and have me some fun. I'm tired of walking around here with my hand on my gun. (baby, no pain, no gain)
4. All These Things That I've Done // The Killers
When there's nowhere else to run, is there room for one more son, one more son? If you can hold on, if you can hold on, hold on. I wanna stand up, I wanna let go, you know, you know -- no, you don't, you don't. I wanna shine on in the hearts of men; I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand. Another head aches, another heart breaks. I'm so much older than I can take, and my affetion, well, it comes and goes. I need direction to perfection, no no no, help me out. Yeah, you know you gotta help me out. Yeah, oh, don't you put me on the backburner; you know you gotta help me out. And when there's nowhere else to run, is there room for one more son? These changes ain't changing me, the cold-hearted boy I used to be. Yeah, you know you gotta help me out. Yeah, oh, don't you put me on the backburner; you know you gotta help me out. You're gonna bring yourself down, yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down. I got soul, but I'm not a soldier. I got soul, but I'm not a soldier. Yeah, you know you gotta help me out. Yeah, oh, don't you put me on the backburner; you know you gotta help me out. You're gonna bring yourself down. Don't you put me on the backburner; you're gonna bring yourself down. Over and out, last call for sin. While everyone's lost, the battle is won with all these things that I've done.
5. Moving Pictures Silent Films // Great Lake Swimmers
Oh, wake me please when this is over, oh, when the ice is melted away and the hunger returns. I will feel the same but older, and I'll be twice the bear that I thought I was. Where have you been, and what have you done? I've been under the ground, eating prayers from this old book I found, under the ground saving it up and spending it all on moving pictures, silent films. Moving pictures, silent films. Oh, is this the dream I've been saving? Oh, where the heart beats slower and slower to almost nothing, almost nothing. I took it for love or at least something beautiful. Out there in the spotlight I turned around suddenly, turned around squinting and saw that it was headlights, and then the truth. The truth was unbearable, oh, and immanent, bearing down on these two shadowed animals caught painting a dotted line. Where have you been, and what have you done? I've been under the ground, eating prayers from this old book I found, under the ground saving it up and spending it all on moving pictures, silent films. Moving pictures, silent films.
6. Tender // Blur
Tender is the night, lying by your side. Tender is the touch of someone that you love too much. Tender is the day the demons go away. Lord, I need to find someone who can heal my mind. Come on, come on, come on; get through it. Come on, come on, come on; love's the greatest thing. Come on, come on, come on; get through it. Come on, come on, come on; love's the greatest thing that we have. I'm waiting for that feeling, waiting for that feeling, waiting for that feeling to come. Oh, my baby, oh my baby; oh, why, oh, my. Tender is the ghost, the ghost I love the most; hiding from the sun, waiting for the night to come. Tender is my heart for screwing up my life. Lord, I need to find someone who can heal my mind. Come on, come on, come on; get through it. Come on, come on, come on; love's the greatest thing. Come on, come on, come on; get through it. Come on, come on, come on; love's the greatest thing that we have. I'm waiting for that feeling, waiting for that feeling, waiting for that feeling to come. Oh, my baby, oh my baby; oh, why, oh, my. Tender is the night, lying by your side; tender is the touch of someone that you love too much. Tender is my heart (you know) for screwing up my life. Oh, Lord, I need to find someone who can heal my mind. Come on, come on, come on; get through it. Come on, come on, come on; love's the greatest thing. Come on, come on, come on; get through it. Come on, come on, come on; love's the greatest thing that we have. I'm waiting for that feeling, waiting for that feeling, waiting for that feeling to come. Oh, my baby, oh my baby; oh, why, oh, my.
7. God's Gonna Cut You Down // Johnny Cash
You can run on for a long time, run on for a long time, run on for a long time; sooner or later, God'll cut you down. Sooner or later, God'll cut you down. Go tell that long-tongue liar; go and tell that midnight rider; tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter, tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down. Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down. Well, my goodness gracious, let me tell you the news: my head's been wet with the midnight dew. I've been down on bended knee, talkin' to the man from Galilee. He spoke to me in the voice so sweet, I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet. He called my name and my heart stood still, when he said, "John, go do My will!" Go tell that long-tongue liar; go and tell that midnight rider; tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter, tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down. Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down. You can run on for a long time, run on for a long time, run on for a long time; sooner or later God'll cut you down. Sooner or later God'll cut you down. Well, you may throw your rock and hide your hand, workin' in the dark against your fellow man. But as sure as God made black and white, what's down in the dark will be brought to the light. You can run on for a long time, run on for a long time, run on for a long time; sooner or later, God'll cut you down. Sooner or later, God'll cut you down. Go tell that long-tongue liar; go and tell that midnight rider; tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter, tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down. Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.
8. Don't Think Just Move // Acroma
I've already spent time in delirium; I've already been to the other side and back again. Will this ever be the same? Will this ever mean anything? Will this ever be anything more than a broken daydream? And what makes us behave in this way? Move; don't think, just move, in this way. And what makes us behave in this way? Move; don't think, just move, in this way. The loss of sound; the silence waits. The loss of sight; the darkness waits. The loss of touch; the coldness waits. Don't think; just move. Move.
9. Burden of the Angel/Beast // Bruce Cockburn
From the lying mirror to the movement of stars, everybody's looking for who they are. Those who know don't have the words to tell, and the ones with the words don't know too well. Could be the famine, could be the feast; could be the pusher, could be the priest. Always ourselves we love the least. That's the burden of the angel/beast. Birds of paradise -- birds of prey -- here tomorrow, gone today. Cross my forehead, cross my palm, don't cross me or I'll do you harm. Could be the famine, could be the feast; could be the pusher, could be the priest. Always ourselves we love the least. That's the burden of the angel/beast. We go crying, we come laughing. Never understand the time we're passing. Kill for money, die for love. Whatever was God thinking of? Could be the famine, could be the feast; could be the pusher, could be the priest. Always ourselves we love the least. That's the burden of the angel/beast.
10. The Bluest Blade // Jeffrey Foucault
Thrown up against the dying end of heaven, beating with the zero of my blood. Home to see my baby coming home, falling like a stone or like a dove. Hard as any stone brought down in wishes, bright as any flower made to bloom and blaze and falling to the ground like China dishes. Our love is only teaching us to fall. And I fall to you, down from here, like a shadow thrown. Love, the bluest blade, cuts deepest from the dark of all we own. Balanced on a sliver shot through the blacking. Hung up as if by God's unreckoned string. Brave enough for leaving, brave enough for coming home with what my tiny heart can bring. And I kissed onto the concrete from out of dreaming, pulled the ground against me like a shroud, fevered as a child my body burning, burning just to lay your body down.
11. Adventures in Solitude // The New Pornographers
Balancing on one wounded wing, circling the edge of the neverending; the best of the vanished marvels have gathered inside your door. More than begin, but less than forget, but spirits born from the not happened yet gathering there to pay off a debt brought back from the wars. We thought we lost you; we thought we lost you. We thought we lost you. Welcome back. Sleeping for years; pick through what is left, through the pieces that fell and rose from the depth from the rainwater well, deep as a secret nobody knows. Less than forget, but more than begun, these adventures in solitude never done to the names of our rooms. We send the same blood back from the wars. We thought we lost you; we thought we lost you. We thought we lost you. It will all come back. I know you want to run far away from one more, and that it's coming at a bad time. Some cold place, heartless ways, for all we know. I know you need to breathe through, come back, come too, but it's coming at a bad time, tangled day, for all we know. I know you want to run far away from one more, and that's comin' at a bad time. Some cold race, heartless ways, for all we know. I know you want to breathe through, come back, come too, but it's coming at a bad time. Old scarred face. Survivor's guilt, for all we know.
12. Iowa (Traveling III)
I've never had a way with women, but the hills of Iowa make me wish that I could. And I've never found a way to say I love you, but if the chance came by, oh, I would, but way back where I come from, we never mean to bother; we don't like to make our passions other peoples' concern, and we walk in the world of safe people, and at night we walk into our houses and burn. How I long to fall just a little bit, to dance out of the lines and stray from the light, but I fear that to fall in love with you is to fall from a great and gruesome height. So I asked a friend about it, on a bad day, her husband had just left her, she sat down on the chair he left behind, she said: "what is love, where did it get me? whoever thought of love is no friend of mine." Once I had everything; I gave it up for the shoulder of your driveway and the words I’ve never felt. And so for you, I came this far across the tracks, ten miles above the limit, and with no seatbelt, and I'd do it again, for tonight I went running through the screen doors of discretion, for I woke up from a nightmare that I could not stand to see; you were a-wandering out on the hills of Iowa and you were not thinking of me.
13. Roll With It // Ani DiFranco
She says: my ass hurts when I sit down. She says: my feet hurt when I'm standing around. I think my body is as restless as my mind, and I don't know if I can roll with it this time. She packed his uniforms and drove him to the base. She was crying all the way; the world looked her in the face, and said, roll with it, baby; make it your career. Keep the home fires burning til America is in the clear. The mainstream is so polluted with lies; once you get wet, it's so hard to get dry. We're all taught how to justify history as it passes by, and it's your world that comes crashing down when the big boys decide to throw their weight around. But just roll with it, baby, make it your career; keep the home fires burning til America is in the clear. What if the enemy isn't in a distant land? What if the enemy lies behind the voice of command? The sound of war is a child's cry; behind tinted windows, they just drive by. All I know is that those who are going to be killed aren't those who preside on capitol hill. I told him, don't fill the front lines of their war; those assholes aren't worth dying for. But he said: roll with it, baby, make it your career; keep the home fires burning til America is in the clear. She says: my ass hurts when I sit down. She says: my feet hurt from just standing around. I think my body is as restless as my mind, and I'm not gonna roll with it this time. No, I'm not gonna roll with it this time.
14. When You're Falling // Afro Celt Sound System
Every day, you crawl into the night; a fallen angel with your wings set alight. When you hit the ground, everything turns to blue. I can't get through the smoke that's surrounding you. Cause when you're falling, I can't tell which way is down, and when you're screaming, somehow I don't hear a sound, and when you're seeing things, then your feet don't touch the ground, cause when you're falling, I can't tell which way is down. I can see through the clouds; I can walk right through the walls. Hang me off the ceiling, but I can't take the fall. Should have crossed the river, but I may get swept away. Out there on the water, you can still see me wave. Cause when you're falling, I can't tell which way is down, and when you're screaming, somehow I don't hear a sound, and when you're seeing things, then your feet don't touch the ground, cause when you're falling, I can't tell which way is down.
15. Walk On The Moon // Great Big Sea
Is it just me or a message from above? Bells are ringing; push has finally come to shove. The door before me now is opened just enough. I'm sick and tired of waiting for dreams that never come, like a game I never played in and still wish that I had won. I'm alive; got one shot, and I'm taking it to you. I'm alive. I've come to realize, not a moment too soon, this is my one small step. This is my walk on the moon. Don't you think their hands were shaking as that rocket ship touched down? I'm sure they shivered when they finally touched the ground. The giant leap so fragile that it hardly made a sound, but it must have been amazing. What a world they got to see. So I don't care, my foolish fear won't get the best of me. I'm alive; got one shot, and I'm taking it to you. I'm alive. I've come to realize, not a moment too soon, this is my one small step. This is my walk on the moon.
16. Change In My Life // Harvard Opportunes
Standing cold and scared on top of the hill; then came the moment when I lost my will. I prayed for mercy: Lord, please take me away. Give me the sunshine when I only see grey. The past had a hold on me that can't be denied, and the changes don't come easily. I've been lonely, I've been cheated, and I've been misunderstood. I've been washed up, I've been put down, and told I'm no good. But with you I belong, because you helped me be strong. There's a change in my life since you came along. Now, I don't mind working hard every day, and I don't pay no mind to what people say, 'cause after all the pain I've been through, I gave up everything to love only you. See, all my life I've walked with my head bent in shame but since I found you, with you I'll remain. I've been lonely, I've been cheated, and I've been misunderstood. I've been washed up, I've been put down, and told I'm no good. But with you I belong, because you helped me be strong. There's a change in my life since you came along. Now, a man gets crazy when his life is all wrong, and the heart gets a little weary when it doesn't belong, and the road gets a little bit rocky, but you've got to keep on and let the new light come shining through. I've been lonely, I've been cheated, and I've been misunderstood. I've been washed up, I've been put down, and told I'm no good. But with you I belong, because you helped me be strong. There's a change in my life since you came along.
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