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Whiskey Neat
04:15
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my new place is inside your suitcase
i fold neatly into a square
this whole town fits into your atlas
its not hard to find me in there
my new place is lost in your airwaves
we broadcast from towers downtown
we field signals off of small airplanes
we arrange their arrivals inbound
my only home
is the one where i go
in the shadowy glow
of an empty street
my only one
is a woman i know
who could never let go
of her whiskey neat
hey-ey!
my new time is under an hour
i sink easy into my chair
we run trains right under the ocean
its dark in the tunnels down there
my new state's suspended by gold gates
red brake lights lined up in the dark
we all live through manners of traffic
we all dream of places to park
my only home
is the one where i go
in the shadowy glow
of an empty street
my only one
is a woman i know
who could never let go
of her whiskey neat
hey-ey!
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2. |
FM Radio
03:04
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so much is made of what we're made of i can barely stay involved
cause all i need are batteries and high fidelity to call my own
i'm tuning in to what begins as something simple as a song
so that you see me for the purpose i was made for all along
i'm an fm radio, take me with you when you go
i'll be your carry-on, don't need no television show
it's such a modern world, but maybe all you need to know
is how to turn me on, and leave your troubles at the door
i started small when i was all but just some wires in a fray
they're building towers for me now so i can reach you when you're far away
you'd be surprised to hear the kinds of things i really want to say
so listen in and i'll begin the second you'll be pressing play
i'm an fm radio, take me with you when you go
i'll be your carry-on, don't need no television show
it's such a modern world, but maybe all you need to know
is how to turn me on, and leave your troubles at the door
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3. |
Hopes On High
03:59
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step out to the balcony
and watch the lights go out with me
until the buildings sleep
follow me to the rooftop where
from fire escapes and spiral stairs
we breath the midnight air
its quiet here like it never is
the heartbeat of our metropolis
is like a clenched up fist
it wouldn't hurt for you to take a chance
to sing along with an ambulance
cause when she comes to pass
she sings
for all the company that we consume
we're lonely as a hotel room
out in the avenues
we need another change of scenery
where you might lay down next to me
forget the concrete sea
we'll find a place where we can pass the time
trace a new horizon line
out of our own design
we'll seek shade in the overpass
fall asleep in taller grass
and as the cars roll past we'll sing
and as the days roll by
like blinking traffic lights
we'll stack our hopes on high
like silent super cranes
we'll turn an old terrain
into a stronger frame
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4. |
Redeye
04:06
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the lights on the runway
blinking on and on and on
guide us in darkness
on the lines that we belong
after the takeoff
we'll climb into the clouds
without ever knowing
just when we're coming down
awake on the redeye
listenin' to the sound
of the engines
cutting through the clouds
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5. |
High Beams
03:04
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from the backs of cars we
don't see the stars we
bury them in high beams
bury them in high beams
from the roofs of buildings
how my heart proceeds
shining like those high beams
shining like those high beams
we're made of the sun
our jet trails are spun
out tracing off letters to their lost ones
we're orbiting clouds, just waiting around
from the distant harbors
we'll travel farther
carry on like high beams
carry on like high beams
through the emptiness we
won't be remiss we're
turning on those high beams
turning on those high beams
we're made of the sun
our jet trails are spun
out tracing off letters to their lost ones
we're orbiting clouds, just waiting around
until i hear you say it
i don't worry about fading away
i won't be fading away
i'll be here steady and bright
no, i don't worry bout fading away
i won't be fading away
i'll be here shining all night
fading away, fading away
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6. |
Younger Years
03:34
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running, i almost lost you
but i was rescued, the nick of time
crossing the desert, i read your letter
i put the car in drive
i don't want to waste my younger years
feel it when they start to disappear
no i don't want to waste my younger years
so come on over here and hold me close
funny the only bad thing
about your acting is when you lie
i see the truth is hurtin'
behind a curtain, inside your eye
you don't want to waste your younger years
feel it when they start to disappear
no you don't want to waste your younger years
so come on over here and hold me close
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7. |
Forgone
03:30
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the fall of rome's coming home
our decline, red wine & late night talk shows
time to turn the cameras off, pack a box
and throw the rest out the window
think of something that you've forgone
all you used to once rely on
the fall of rome's coming home
the empire's grown tired, delayed postponed
pick up the receiver don't believe you won't
become just the hum of the dial tone
think of something that you've forgone
find a place your name will live on
and when our bodies are tired
we'll lay them down in wet grass
beneath a satellite dish
a freeway overpass
and when our bodies are gone
we'll find ourselves a new place
beyond the city's soft lights
an empty parking space
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8. |
Paved In Everywhere
03:37
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well i've been going down, downtown
but not making a sound
cables are sighing underground
saying the skyline's upside down
and i'm in between them
i increase the density of light
to travel on it every night
i get so lost in it despite
the odd complication
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Woodward Ave.
03:48
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a lonely tire rolls the sidewalks down on woodward avenue
these empty buildings never bothered me so long as i'm with you
we'll take a walk outside and listen to the humming in the wires
like all the bricks inside the hotel room the morning of the fire
the sky will open for an evening show sometime this afternoon
for every parking lot to know the warmth of sunshine on it soon
the grass is growing through the floorboards of abandoned factories
things find a way of turning out the way they were supposed to be
cause you and i
could raise a city from the dead
or you and i
we could save ourselves instead
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Indefinitely
03:00
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lie down, settle your bones
in the darkest of night, alright alright
state of mind like a dotted line
you never sign, you never sign
don't want to walk the road alone
but its been coming on
for what feels like so long
and i've been known to wander on
and on and on indefinitely
night sky, oversupply
of the faint yellow lights, alright alright
don't make a sound, they're coming down
they're coming down, around us
watch over me now i'm a little unwell
you can't tell, you can't tell
but i've been tied to the mast
since the last go-round
watch over me now,
i'm a little unwise, no surprise
and i won't be back on track
till the clock turns back to the day you got away
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11. |
Rhythm Section
04:05
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you're like a traffic light
that's every color but black & white
i knew it from the start
you go from broken to work of art
it's such an accident
the things we're coming to represent
but i'll be glad to stick around
things find a way of working out
our affection's an intersection
we sit and wait for the lights to change
idle engines humming in between gears
my projection for reelection
hangs in the balance from day to day
but something tells me that you like it that way
your inflection's a rhythm section
your inflection's a rhythm section
your inflection's a rhythm section
you're like a traffic light
that's every color but black & white
i knew it from the start
you go from broken to work of art
it's such an accident
the things we're coming to represent
but i'll be glad to stick around
things find a way of working out
our direction is lost in the sun
we run the wheel in the cage all day
but i'll be damned if we don't power this town
imperfection is our connection
tectonic plates tend to drift away
but they still form the continental divide
your inflection's a rhythm section
your inflection's a rhythm section
your inflection's a rhythm section
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12. |
Place of Your Own
03:52
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someday, all of this will be yours
and you'll leave home like a jet down the avenue
one way, off to answer for
seeing it things ain't the same anymore
and that day, when nothing seems so sure
then you can trust in the hands of the universe
to point you, toward an opening door
and mark my words you'll making a place of
your own, your own
before too long you'll be on to a place of
your own, your own
your way, well that'll only be yours
and i can't promise you'll live like royalty
but listen, keep yourself so strong
let nothing shake the foundation of who you are
cause you've come so far
and of your path you're the only authority
be hopeful, for a winding road
and as you grow you'll know you've a place of
your own, your own
before too long you'll be on to a place of
your own, your own
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Will Weston San Francisco, California
Will Weston is a Bay-Area based songwriter and guitarist exported from humble roots in small town Maui, Hawaii. The son of accomplished jazz musicians, Weston’s early exposure to rhythm and blues met with a fatal attraction to guitar-led rock and pop music. ... more
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