LYRICS
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a shipful of chandeliers
1...Sister ship
my sister my ship has run aground
I traded green seas for dry land and
christened her death with soft sand
I've been drifting along on a shipful of chandeliers
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2...My ark
Nostalgia has improved my memory
now I write symphonies to the past
upside postcards, and I send them off floating into the dark
the first word borne of your mouth was your name
and that I forgot
you could be anyone, but you're not
no you're not
Some folks in this town they talk
some they never stop
if silence be golden then you're my ark
you're my ark
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3...Green is for go
Drew a circle in the sand
where to burn my unhatched plans
and like the cigarette, that dirty little cigarette
it did smoke me clean of a thousand silver schemes
now I don't fall asleep at the wheel no more
I don't fall asleep at the wheel
ever since the light in my eyes turned down
I could care less about this dirty little crown
green is for go, go is for green
show me the money and I'll show you what I mean
Serpent twists a smile in glee
I plucked every apple from every apple tree
was just to see, just to see
where lies the spine in me
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4...Bear trap
She falls in love every time she steps out of the front door
I know fast 'cause I seen it before
he falls in love every time he shoots and he scores
this is a truth you can't ignore
HE: this heart-string attached to an ankle-ring
it's a ball and chain to help me fall asleep
during the same, same game
SHE: my heart is a bear trap
this feeling is a doormat
and this ring means you can't go back
you can't go back
They meet in a park
it begins to pour
floodgates open and they fall, fall, fall
you know the score
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5...On the hoof
Trouble comes in threes, sometimes fours
could be brick walls or closed doors
and how you react could swing the payback
and action, not reaction can put you back
on that narrow little track
fall, if you should fall
then start again, pick up the pieces
carry the weight, but get off your knees yes
not all mistakes are costly, but all deliver truth
and if the cradle doesn't rock me I'll be back on the hoof
pushing angels into snow
a blue-white gesture to what you can't know
this tongues a sword used only for show
take one step for practice, that's two from your youth
and spinning on axis will put you back
on that narrow little track
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6...Shotgun wedding
spoilt for choice, a silver moon
tonight I take you out on the town
all out of words and stuck for coin
we move with the ants in the mound
jump the queue, tip the maitre'd
table for two, soon to be three
I look at you, like you look at me
our secrets got me down on one knee
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7...S.A.U.K.*1
going home to everything you hate about yourself
pack your life in cardboard boxes, brown tape and love
smoke always follows me back home
trust your friends who stay close to where you left off
as fast I run time wounds my heels
smoke always follows me back home
I burnt some bridges, some old pictures
what did I do for you?
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9...I get paid
pushing over a hill
not feeling too strong
my truck breaks down
better get on the phone
got my hand in the till
I don't consider that wrong
who's footing the bill
I know the chorus to that song
and I get paid, I get paid
to kill time all day long
now I've got skills
none of which I farm
checked out my map
think I took a wrong turn
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10...Everything you need is waiting under the weeds
taxi driver get me six pounds closer to home
hairdresser do the best you can with a comb
I'm broken and bruised and my wallets all alone
in a bar, a stool for a throne and its' makin' moves on a lady
all on its' own
If you're too late you won't get a slice of my wedding cake
what's that you fighting for, this is the land of the law
and everything you need is waiting under the weeds
dirty your hands and harden the knees
don't forget to say please
counting pieces of eight that glows got you mesmerized
you dug the depths of one thousand wedding rings
when everything you need is waiting under the weeds
dirty your hands and harden the knees
don't forget to say
your eyes are on holiday
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12...Book club
you're not engaging in the laughter
you're drier than my gin
peel away your favorite author
you'll only find a black ink pen
you're not trying when you oughta'
and you feelin 'kinda sorta'
well, what kinda' sorta' feelin you in
I drank anothers potions
excused myself in wine
these are but my sins
mine all mine
get in the car so I can take your mind where
ice-cream flows to the songs of Fred Astaire
and the candy-clock struck two and then stopped
as the sun hit the steps of your favorite shop
yes, I had it, I bought it, I tried it I sold it
as I said it, I thought it, I felt it, I knew it
you've seen the flaws in the passions of men
yet you still try them on
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13...Her
she's my plasticine religion
I'm fumbling gestures with makeshift precision
and dividing my time into thirds
for her, her and her
that's the spot, my estimated incision
I'm certain of temporary decisions
dividing my time into thirds
for her, her and her
the burdens the plastic, your wings are love letters
I burnt all your cheque books, your wings are love letters