lyrics i couldn't find elsewhere.
i couldn't find these lyrics anywhere on the internet, so i listened to the songs over and over and wrote down what i thought i heard. i can't say it's entirely accurate, but i hope it's better than nothing.
iron & wine - bonus 7"
carissa's weird
is there a race involved, you run and hide, you get to start
last night two fat skinheads whistled at her
but she sleeps at home on her kitten’s fur
and when it’s time to go I push her high that she wants to go
red pants down she’s pissing out by the car
no she’ll never know that carissa’s weird but i love her so
iron & wine - various lyrics
he lags in the reigns
one more dream tonight
that your gray stallion rests
where he lays in the reins
for all of the speed and the strength he gave
one more kiss tonight
from some tall stable girl
she’s like grace from the earth
if you’re all tuckered out and tame
one more tired thing
the gray moon on the rise
when your want from the day
begs you to curse in your sleep at night
one more gift to bring
we may well find you laid
like your steed in his reins
tangled too tight and too long to fight
the specter of jasper county
the girl down the street saw my ghost on the road
but i sailed the backyard asleep in my boat
both paddles broken, no sail for the wind
a bathtub, a bottle to drown myself in
and she ran through the town like the end was upon us
screaming like birds above angry high seas
the newspaper boys pulled a high-dollar favor
my drunk brother sang out where they could find me
the girl told the preacher her vision of doom
he betted the book said it’s slightly too soon
a flashbulb, a nudge and i left my best dream
and rose like the specter of jasper county
swans & the swimming
"take me again," she said, thinking of him
"to the pond with the swans and the swimming"
far from his room the familiar perfume
how it felt to her when she was naked
lessons she learned when her memory slurs
as they marvel with love at the sunset
walking away at the dark end of day
she will measure and break like a habit
oh how the rain sounds as light as a lover’s word
and now and again she’s afraid when the sun returns
"take me again," she said, thinking of him
"i don’t care for this careful behavior"
a brush through her hair, children kissing upstairs
keeps her up with her want for her savior
the sun on the sand, on her knees and her hands
as she begs for her fish from the water
but turn them away, she’s a whip and a slave
given time she may find something better
oh how the rain sounds as loud as a lover’s words
and now and again she’s afraid when the sun returns
teeth in the grass
and when you give me your clothes
and when we’re lovers and there’s
fresh air perfuming your nose
there will be teeth in the grass x 5
and when you give me your house
when we’re all brothers and laugh
there will be food in our mouths
there will be teeth in the grass x 5
and when there’s nothing to want
and when we’re brilliant and fast
when all tomorrows are gone
there will be teeth in the grass x 10
kind of like spitting - self-titled ep
march 25th 1998
it’s your interpretation of the course of events
that swings my life from the outside of the fence
i got in a fight at the team dress show
and always fighting me it came off macho and
i am a liar roaring out loud
in my dreams i'm angry but never touch the ground
i feel like i'm flying somewhere underneath the sheets
i took your bracelet from the bathroom
and i've had it ever since we met
you check your lipstick in the mirror
you sway and swing your hips
head out to the new bad thing show
at the inn at burnside
at the o-hill used to be the x-ray
ain’t all that familiar
the history of this town
only been here for a short while but you knew it
you say your sick of all the new eyes
and all the lies and the actors feeding on our plots
bleed this one dry don’t talk don’t lie
everyone is on call for a job that they hate
check the mirror check the bathroom
check the toilet sweep it up with a broom
a broom that you made yourself
from the hangers in the closet down
he’s asking for it (x7)
and you knew it
rowing a dead horse
chasing a lie, tracing our scars,
moaning for help to be held
and everyday we feel
further away from ourselves
the concrete is wet
i feel too comfortable
my responses are limited to reactions
and everything dies its little deaths everyday
so with my head up my ass and my foot on the gas
i set out to write a synonym for loss
hands caught in the door and my face on the floor
i’ll write one for you
through the sound of crashing pins
bowling alley conversation
coffee with no free refills
in a whirlwind of what we hate
pins drop and i stare straight
normalizing our friendship
means talking about the obvious
and hanging out every other week
the p.a. music made us laugh for a minute
and i remember the hole that we were in
and i crawled back in it
the videogame stole my quarter
so i sat back down and rolled my eyes
offered to buy you that refill
but i was short a nickel and two dimes
the p.a. music made us laugh for a minute
and i remember the hole that we were in
and i crawl back in it
mine
one brief feeling
five seconds go by
the buzzing of wires
the sweater looks a lot like mine
with a million things to think about
i'm thinking about what i shouldn’t think about
with a million ways to look at things
there’s a bright side
you’ve got a million ways to look at things
the bright side
hello auburn how are you
the state that i’m into
with hands likes hammers’ bang
there’s no love lost
bitter remains
like a taste in your mouth
nobody finds the one
they keep looking
crawling in and out of beds
flesh covers the bone
flesh searches for more
for more than flesh
flesh covers the bone
flesh searches for more
for more than flesh
flesh covers the bone
flesh searches for more
for more than flesh
flesh searches for more
for more than flesh
flesh searches for more
for more than flesh
kind of like spitting - various lyrics
all else failed
there’s a place in my heart that won’t kiss you goodbye
that can’t accept the truth that things are working out as planned
it’s so hard to admit that i drove you away
with all this negativity, this anger everyday
your heart doesn’t belong to me
your heart it doesn’t belong to me
i know i don’t have the right to bug you with how this feels
it’s just the hardest thing i've been through, nothing’s ever felt so real
and on this sunday night, you’ll be making love to him
i know because you told me
i'm never going to win
your heart doesn’t belong to me
the blood is not on your hands
it’s not your fault that i write these things at night
i brought it on myself
i deserve this, i deserve this, i deserve this
do i really deserve this?
blew it, kid
there’s no way out of the trouble you’re in
you told her you loved her more than a friend
your secret’s out, you flushed your hand
now she looks at you differently
kinda looks at you differently
so now that you’re out there and you don’t know what to do
she says to you, "blew it, kid, you open your heart up too soon"
you enjoy the pleasures of one another’s company
there’s many childish ways to misbehave
but now it seems with no more to offer thee
i let the dumbest smile just cross my face
cause i never want you to see
now that i'm out here and i only think of you
you say, "you blew it, kid, you opened your heart up too soon"
you say, "you blew it, kid, you opened your heart up too
blew it, kid, you opened your heart up too soon"
grenada
sea spread below from a hill
feather-white gypsy town looks too natural still
someone made it real one day
someone built a downtown mall but didn’t sign their name
the alley waits to hide us it can hold us watch us still
cars become our castles sidewalks open into moats
no one walks or talks a lot anymore
so we gather round faithfully where we can hear
but nothing felt ah nothing found
got to tell myself i'm having fun
way too many times through the night
i have to tell myself i'm having fun
way too many times through the night
beauty worn with ages timeless still
can’t fill my heart cause i can’t get my fill
of crimes that i commit against myself
patience wanes and i embrace the patience that is fear
a bitter pill to sit alone at home and wait for you
seems like what a lonely man should do
as if lovelorn taken from a film
pencil in an actress for the paragraph
but how i may find peace and meaning still
in a little retreat just beyond these hills
i have to tell myself i'm having fun
way too many times through the night
i have to tell myself i'm having fun
way too many times through the night
i have to tell myself i'm having fun
way too many times through the night
how's croatia?
i love her but i'm scared
truth is i don’t know much about her
therefore there’s no reason to doubt her
and i'm unprepared
i know it all sounds bad
like little hearts on my notebook
or the crush i really want to have
when are you coming home?
when are you coming home to me?
things they might work out
might not have to wait and see
that some things are meant to be
i love her but i'm scared
truth is i don’t know shit about it
therefore there’s no reason to doubt it
but i'm unprepared
i know it all sounds bad
like little hearts on my notebook
or the crush i really need to have
when are you coming home?
when are you coming home to me?
things they might work out
might not have to wait and see
that some things were meant to be
we have to dream through these times
when are you coming home to me?
we have to dream our way through these times
when are you coming home?
when are you coming home?
when are you coming home to me?
portland nationals
i spot you from a distance
and i mock your presence
(isn’t that you?)
yeah.
(hey isn’t that you?)
yeah.
i’m just jealous
somewhere i wanna be you
all of the credit
that you don’t deserve
(body) is just right to bring you
i’m waiting(to decide)
why should i (have to try) have to try
why should i (have to lie) have to lie
when i called you an emotional whore
i was just upset that you liked her more
(isn’t that you?)
yeah.
(hey isn’t that you?)
yeah.
there it goes, so it goes
can i let you go?
seen so many parts path
come on let me know
how well do you know him?
and how can i see you anymore
what difference did art make?
i still have some of your clothes
devastating standardized heartbreak break
how well do you know him?
the one by the doorway
he’s waiting impatient
and i'm waning, slow-motion sickness
please don’t hold his hand when i'm around
if it ever meant anything you won’t let me down
you won’t let me down
i can’t let go of her
trials of the spiky belt collective
i want you all the time
not just some of the time but more than your other friends
i want you all the time
not just sometimes at a bar or maybe a shopping trip to a supermarket
there’s so many bright lights on the car
i want you to think of me when you have a bad dream
i want you to remember me when you hear a bird sing
i want you to be my everything
there’s so many bright lights in the car, on the car
that i don’t understand, i don’t understand at all
i want you to pick up when i call
valentine's day is over
someday, boy, you’ll reap what you sow
you’ll catch a cold and you’ll be on your own
and you will see that what’s wrong with me
is wrong with everyone
that you wanna play your little games on
poetry and flowers, bitchy moods and threats
you’ve gone to the dogs again and i’m not placing bets
on you coming home tonight anything but blind
if you take me for granted then you must expect to find
surprise, surprise, valentine’s day is over, it’s over
valentine’s day is over, it’s over
if you want to talk about it, well
you know where the phone is
you’ll come around reminding me again
how brittle bone is
god didn’t make you an angel
the devil made you a man
like the economy and brutality
all related now, i understand
i realize that, as above,
so below there is no love
valentine’s day is over, it’s over
valentine’s day is over, it’s over
for the girl, the hourglass figure
time runs out very fast
we used to want the same things
yeah, but that’s all in the past
lately, it seems as it all gets tougher
your idea of justice just becomes rougher and rougher
valentine’s day is over, it’s over
valentine’s day is over, it’s over
thank you for the things you got me
thank you for the card
thank you for the things you taught me
when you hit me hard
that love between two people must be based on understanding
until that’s true you’ll find your things stacked out on the landing
surprise, surprise, valentine’s day is over, it’s over
valentine’s day is over, it’s over, it’s over
when your heroes hate you
what hurts your feelings
i can’t tell anymore
have i not held you tight enough?
is it that there’s no such thing?
there’s no such thing as love anymore
i got you this animal
he can stay on your red couch
i leave my love with him so when he holds you i hold you too
brown paper bag on my doorstep tells me everything has changed
saves the day - in reverie
blossom
everything is for sale
underneath the sun
send your dollars in the mail
if you've got what you want
well there's always more
there's a sale at the store
better get there before
they close the door
down the street there's a dog
selling socks to a frog
for a hundred-dollar bill
but the bill blows away
it goes round and round and drifts away
all at once another day
begin's blossoming right before your eyes
everything is for sale
so i'll sell my eyes
to a preacher who is blind
and i'll carve off my arms
sell them to the lumberyard
and i'll auction off my ears
maybe even pawn my fears
round and round then drift away
you are not what you would pay
all at once another day
begins blossoming right before your eyes
all is right tonight
everything is for sale
underneath the sun
send your dollars in the mail
if you've got what you want
well there's always more
better get it before it's gone
cause it all just goes
round and round then drift away
you are not what you would pay
all at once another day
begins blossoming right before your eyes
all is right tonight
schatzi - death of the alphabet ep
nadine
oh hello nadine how are you feeling today? so why are you calling? said everything i had to say my ears tell me secrets would you like your final bouquet everything is a-ok and we all wish that you would stay away at least a day. so why are you calling? you sound so infantile you crawl like a crabbit some one should boil you alive a magnet to steel wool to scrape your shell away. everything is a-ok and we all wish that you would stay away at least a day. why don't you disintegrate cause we'd all love to see you rot away into the grave nadine... the glass breaks the sudden movement everything i thought was beauty suffocates wide awake nadine...
by the silvery moon
by the silvery moon see the constellations bloom by the silvery moon watch the clouds cry over you let the grass whisper my name tell the animals hello burn a
hole into the sky i still don't know what to do
the fall of canaryville
welcome pilgrims we've seen villains marching eastward like reptilians steeples are crashing quaking from the aching crushed resistance waiting for the taking like fall every minute of your broken day i bet you're wide awake cause you know knife is better when it's in the back the fault is all we lack cause it's not mine and again we have come to confirm the radar echoing we were wrong bury all the traitors
three walls down - building our house
wooden nails
weighed down I can’t
go back to those times
weighed down I can’t
go back to my crimes
weighed down I can’t
go back to wooden nails
weighed down I can’t
go back to pictures and smells
when is it time to judge
it’s not you that I’m critical of
hey won’t you come around
and see my new place underground
I live beneath the red earth now
the fog it rises red as earth
swim with me until we fall asleep
on the banks after all
weighed down I can’t
go back to those times
weighed down I can’t
go back to my crimes
weighed down I can’t
go back to wooden nails
weighed down I can’t
go back to pictures and smells
your conscious life
further out things collide
wash yourself and come inside
for a drink or suicide
lay down the world waits
take time out to contemplate
find it in yourself somewhere
woven into sticks and hair
the turning of your greatest fear
contact absolutely clear
lay down the world waits
take time out to contemplate
give up your life
steps
I fell forwards
you went back
then I screamed into an empty room
I cut the canvas that she painted
and then I broke through all the kitchen and chairs
I saw the morning near the cathedral
I felt the cold iron gate
I looked at the steps she led me to
I tried it all
it’s a shadow above the frozen slate no one can save
I looked at the steps she led me to
I never tried (with my own life)
it’s a shadow above the frozen slate
I looked at the steps she led me to
I tried it all
it’s a shadow above the frozen slate (in my life)
he wore a hat that he called frank
he always read he always wrote in black
mother and father pushed away
the darkness darkness that he always had
the laughter sensed the photo grain
then I shook it shook it all away
the moment had nothingness
then I knew that it was my last chance
I saw the morning near the cathedral
I felt the cold iron gate
I looked at the steps she led me to
I tried it all
it’s a shadow above the frozen slate no one can save
I looked at the steps she led me to
I never tried (with my own life)
it’s a shadow above the frozen slate
I looked at the steps she led me to
I tried it all
it’s a shadow above the frozen slate (in my life)
things i've tried
time has passed all wasted time
I lost my sight of things I tried
I put them in a mistake file
emotions of this ragged mile
I’ve questioned my human response
I’ve painted thoughts in empty lots
been working through all this shit
once you’re clean you’re immersed in it
I have faith in what I’ve experienced
wasted time
I lose myself when you’re delirious
things I’ve tried
and what I have experienced
is therein much the same thing
you will find
people have lost sight of love are waiting in a very long, long line
passing by conditioned thoughts
of modern love I think I’ve lost
this notion of getting laid
has left me lifeless I’m afraid
I’ve seen this world through a gunsight
pulse of fever, then a flight
I’ve drifted down your neon dress
into this recklessness
I’ve failed
I have faith in what I’ve experienced
wasted time
I lose myself when you’re delirious
things I’ve tried
and what I have experienced
is therein much the same thing
you will find
people have lost sight of love are waiting in a very long, long line
saving time
you have a very good point
and a very good sense of sobriety
as the leaves on the trees turn their lives around
and then they go back to the place they were
you can go on having me
sense of role
the years turn round and round
having told
of our simple lives in this simple town
saving time
in a bucket on a screened-in porch
holding mine in a cup
as it pours out on the floor
shallow observation
and a scary sense of make-believe
as the river goes on slowly dying
never going back
to the place they were
no no longer having me
sense of role
the years turn round and round
having told
of our simple lives in this simple town
saving time
in a bucket on a screened-in porch
holding mine in a cup
as it pours out on the floor
stalking dissidents
hate crime, fear controls a fragile mind
hard-line both extremes play out in time
long line to have freedom in decline
done time we’ve been locked out most our lives
I have seen the moral cloak as a disguise
making all that’s seen and heard sanitized
I have never understood compromise
when it’s in your face justified with truth lies
your fears played on so well through the years
coast clear to incite this hemisphere
this state locks so many to their fate
don’t wait to oppose this kind of hate
yours and mine are like two wheels way out of line
roads unwind this is our world this is our time
that I can’t get that I can’t get I can’t get get behind
listen to your heart one moment
understand just what you’ve done
stalking dissidents of culture
war on words is silenced tongues
hate crimes, your fears
hard-line, coast clear
done time, this state
long line, don’t wait
circles in emotions
I believe in all ghosts
I believe in the unknowing
I believe in laying down my head
and be showing
cause I know that sometimes
it all goes up in smoke
and I owe all my life
to something I don’t own
that I don’t own
circles in emotions that I don’t own
circles in emotions that I don’t own
circles in emotions
I believe in yesterday
I believe in all children’s play
I believe in showing up in time
oh just in case
oh destiny slaps me in the face
just in case my memory
serves that special place
that I don’t own
circles in emotions that I don’t own
circles in emotions that I don’t own
circles in emotions
I swept the morning dirt
from the living-room floor
I opened the front door
saw the sun on the porch
and I cried, yes I cried
cause I tried, tried
cried oh I cried
cause I tried
I believe in most anything
when it comes from imagination
I believe in old blue jeans and love
cause I know that sometimes
it all goes up in smoke
and I owe all my life
to something I don’t own
that I don’t own
circles in emotions that I don’t own
circles in emotions that I don’t own
circles in emotions
take my life
I’ve recaptured a vision I saw
I’ve recaptured a vision I saw
it’s not a vision I saw
but a feeling of
unconditional love
it’s not a vision I saw
but a feeling of
unconditional love
running down a hill
running down a hill
running down a hill with your hands held high above
I’ve recaptured a feeling of love
take my life I haven’t got the energy
take my life
stay on the line you’re really all I have (take my life)
you’re really all I have (take my life)
you’re really all I have
I’ve recaptured a feeling of love
by giving up its use as some kind of drug
if you know so much and you’ve been everywhere
get in touch with things you fear
if you know so much and you’ve been everywhere
get in touch with the things you fear
I’ve recaptured a feeling of youth
created thoughts never going wrong
wide open to anything that comes along
running down a hill
running down a hill
running down a hill with your hands held high above
running down a hill
running down a hill
running down a hill with your hands held high above
I’ve recaptured a feeling of love
take my life I haven’t got the energy
take my life
stay on the line you’re really all I have (take my life)
you’re really all I have (take my life)
you’re really all I have (stay on the line)
patchwork
wide-rim glass whiskey bottle in the end
uncle raymond famous person my old friend
necessity remembering the past
earnest fisherman arrived at last
round glasses on a broken smile
gonna stay a while
faded jacket
gonna hang a while
gonna stay around
brown house
with the blue backdrop
satellite is facing south
I have arrived
and I can’t complain
cause I’m flying high
and I’m not ashamed
cause patchwork in the morning-time
is so beautiful in many ways
and some people leave footprints in our lives
for sale
on a weekend ride
gonna have to hide
all night
the forgiven child
do I have to lie
movie time with the dead end plots
satellite is still facing south
I have arrived
and I can’t complain
cause I’m flying high
and I’m not ashamed
cause patchwork in the morning-time
is so beautiful in many ways
and some people leave footprints in our lives