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If you think there are no fair games
For all the weariness and decline
Hangs around to remind us we are not counted today
Stepped up spoke up but the words were rearranged
Mass amnesia bout down and out
Tides go back out wind dies down leave you paddling home
That's the whole rise on one year's price
From an up-tipped ship took a trip back now
You get yourself you get yourself back
It's how the deck gets stacked
It's how the deck gets stacked
How the deck get stacked
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Gave Up Today
05:04
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Front door was open, porch light was blue
Radio played softly, we were through
Dogs were sleeping, you opened a beer
Bedroom light burned out, why are we here
It’s hard not to say, gave it away
Got in the way, gave up today
Landlord’s an asshole, you keep the lease
I’ll get my things, and give you release
I’m taking the records, and the ones I gave you
You never listened, I wished I knew
It’s hard not to say, changed in a day
Got in the way, gave up today
Half empty houses, half of our friends
All of those couples, none in the end
Last night is over, morning is here
Days and weeks, turn into a year
It’s hard not to say, gave it away
Got in the way, gave up today
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July
04:14
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Costumes for the weekend,
Salvation Army finds
July is so damn honest,
it's way too hot now to lie
And no ones going to show me,
that plans are made one at a time
See myself on the sofa,
believing ghosts can fly
And my work becomes the meaning,
despite all that I have tried
Vines on the back fence
were planted by and by
As they appear I wonder,
will they be there when we die
Imagine all that you have done,
replaced by all you left behind
Costumes for the weekend,
Salvation Army finds
July is so damn honest,
it's way too hot now to lie
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4. |
Running Home
03:16
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Been way out of order on the wrong side of the room
Saddest news comes in and we lose
Let it all just happen, time alone ain’t nothing new
Losing ground to what is not true
It’s the way we love
We throw away our dreams
It’s the way we love
You’re somewhere else it seems and I say
Who are we running home
You and I can argue, our stories are nothing new
Can’t remember another you
We let it all just happen, time alone ain’t nothing new
And talking it through will just never do
It’s the way we love
You’re somewhere else it seems
It’s the way we love
We throw away our dreams and I say
Who are we running home
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Things Remain
02:56
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Looking out from the window
You see the day drift on by
Happy hour is a state of mind
One that you identify
Every day plans are laid ones that take you where they may
Understand that one man only brings up what he can
Losing time with the smoking
Some friends may sympathize
Kills the boredom when you’re in between
What you thought you’d realized
Every day plans are laid ones that take you where they may
Understand that one man only brings up what he can
Building life on some paper
‘Till the TV sucks you in
Things remain when things remain
Nothings happening
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Bourdain
04:26
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Yellow cab was always waiting,
cigarettes were for the taking
You wrote a dream, got overtaken,
and I don’t know why
Silver hair your skin was aging,
you looked like all we’ve been craving
Said your piece, the night was fading
and we all said goodbye
If you bow out then how do we get by
Whiskey, wine, and beer elated,
Sun came up, friends forgave you
Sleep until it’s all dated
beneath a darkened sky
Promises the world was baited,
collected thoughts and none were jaded
You wrote it down and celebrated
and now I want to cry
If you bow out then how do we get by
Shared a dream we all created,
the less I know the more I hate it
The words were why we all waited,
and now I want to cry
If you bow out then how do we get by
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This Old Town
03:12
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Lots of things, to do today, but we just sit around
November leaves are in the yard, but you don’t make a sound
The afternoon slips away, the morning’s underground
Take a walk around the block, watch the sky go black
Eat a bit, then fall asleep, it’s time I don’t want back
Phones don’t ring, the house alone, there’s nothing that we lack
I’m okay, I wanna hear you say, I’m just glad that you’re around, in this old town
The way the light falls on the chair, the way you feel in bed
Or late at night, I’m up alone, or something that I read
Coming home, I see you there, I’m happy in my head
I’m okay, I wanna hear you say, I’m just glad that you’re around, in this old town
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World Was Nine
04:00
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Running out into uncut fields
Telling stories that felt so real
Walking up to the five-and-dime
When the world was, when the world was nine
Power was out in the neighborhood
Candle lit up my bedroom
Times were easy and I was fine
When the world was, when the world was nine
Crawdad fishing in summer-time
Creek swimming past the pines, It’s on my mind
Spent a buck at the antique store
Never once thought we were poor
Fell asleep dreaming I had time
When the world was, when the world was nine
Autumn came back in the night
Down the road you moved out of sight
Growing up came just in time
When the world was, when the world was nine
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I Know It Won't
03:17
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Had fun in summer rain
Flowed away in a silent way
I can’t place it so I’ll be gone
All I wanted was to be the one
I wanted it but it was always wrong
Just wanted to be that one
I know that it is only talk
I know it won’t
Had time with the little ones
Followed them into a bigger way
I can’t trace where I went wrong
All I wanted was to be the one
I wanted it but it was always wrong
Just wanted to be that one
I know that it is only talk
I know it won’t
Had time fade away from me
Drove it down to a darker street
I can’t face where I have gone
All I wanted was to be the one
I wanted it but it was always wrong
Just wanted to be that one
I know that it is only talk
I know it won’t
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Ted Hattemer Columbus, Ohio
Bands: Thomas Jefferson Slave Apartments and
Moviola
Columbus, Ohio
moviolamusic.bandcamp.com
tjsa.bandcamp.com
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