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Blue Hands
02:28
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my first kiss was the ice on the pavement
i fell in love with the wind and the snow
lost myself in the whitewashed forest
blue hands and frozen toes
can you hear when the grey skies whisper
to the shuffling shapes below
theres a fire in the hearts of men
with nowhere but up to go
this is my
this is my home
cold enough for ya joke
hold me close cuz the heater's broke
wag tongue to a christian song
and grind my teeth all night long
follow my tracks to the palace gates
discuss what the answers ain't
fix this right brain headache
at least 'til monday sunbreak
this is my
this is my home
blue hands and frozen toes
nowhere but up to go
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Broken Toe
03:05
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he's a broken toe
ballerino
the mind is sharp
but the body's slow
my name was on your lips
silhouette in your eyes
in that last sepia dream
muscle memory dies
is the callous gone
is the muscle bruised
did your broken toe
heal askew
trace circles in the dust
the salt of tears and sweat
mirror underneath the cloth
but does it forget
do we ever lose it
or do we just rust
with a broken toe
trace circles in the
is the callous gone
is the muscle bruised
did your broken toe
heal askew
he's a broken toe
ballerino
he don't dance no more
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3. |
North
04:49
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ninety-three bottles of beer on the wall
burnt rubber and a tarmac trust fall
is it a knife or a fist or a gun
that makes the man of the house of the rising sun
he said son you gotta be a man
find north find footing in the sand
hands on my hips like i'm older than i am
like i know exactly what i'm looking at
look at him squint like theres something new to see
leather on his hands - it don't come for free
put em on your hips like you're bigger than you are
like you know exactly what you're looking for
i'm a dream of swimming fists
in dedication kissing chins
only to circle 'round again and miss
a phoenix dry heat in my pit - a meek inheritance
that and the broken compass spinning in my mind
he said son you gotta be a man
find north find footing in the sand
hands on my hips like i'm older than i am
like i know exactly what i'm looking at
look at him squint like theres something new to see
leather on his hands - it don't come for free
put em on your hips like you're bigger than you are
like you know exactly what you're looking for
find north
find footing in the sand
find north
find footing in the desert sand
find north
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Weight Off
02:48
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they're more like knuckles than knees
like a fist when he sleeps
like a fist when he sleeps
fanfare in the Jersey breeze
hoofbeats at forty feet
what a weight, what a weight off
what a weight, what a weight
what a weight, what a weight off
what a weight, what a weight
brace for the high dive
brace for your fate
brace for the high dive
just like you've been trained
blinder the side-eye
just like every day
while the others behind say
what a weight, what a weight
what a weight, what a weight off
what a weight, what a weight
clear blue sky
below the water's warm
what a beautiful animal, marvel of nature
what perfect form
that's entertainment, that's entertainment
that's muscle and bone
either way, what a weight off
when it drops like a stone
what a weight, what a weight off
what a weight, what a weight
brace for the high dive
brace for your fate
brace for the high dive
just like you've been trained
blinder the side-eye
straight out the gate
while the others behind say
what a weight, what a weight
what a weight, what a weight off
what a weight, what a weight
what a weight, what a weight off
what a weight, what a -
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Smoke Free Home Oshkosh, Wisconsin
Smoke Free Home are a punk rock trio from Oshkosh, Wisconsin.
Jesse Tubeszewski - Vocals
Kevin Sonnleitner - Bass
Alex Lautenschlager - Drums
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