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Hanoi
02:16
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Streets of old Hanoi running straight through my mind
Back alleys twist and turn hard to divine
And steam like Jesus
Rises slowly
Falls back nightly
Leaves us holy
Soaked straight through scripture rain falls like stones
We huddled warm and wet in a small enclosure
You leaned in tightly
Whispered discreetly
If this is the end
You hope you get to keep me
Oooh...
Deserted island metaphors for love are overstated
Try leaving friends and family for a girl that you've been dating
And halfway cross the world be thankful for the risks you've taken
Because this is love, it is love
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Seattle
03:44
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You once lived by the sword
Now the cocktails wash down drinks you can't afford
Shoes are rusting by the door
And you're burned out on this scene
Frozen funds and lucid dreams
So what do you complain at me for?
You're staring out the sides of your front door
You knew that it was more than just the desert you left behind
To settle for a world of fallbacks
And friends who fall apart on contact
Music that you never used to listen to gets you by
Now your days all start the same
You float the Acheron with friends you never made
'Til it all just fades to gray
And you're burned out on this town
Saddled up and settled down
So what do you complain at me for?
The word is on the street, and it's unsure
You know that it was more than just a cynical waste of time
You knew enough to pick your battles
And that is why you left Seattle
And music that you never used to listen to gets you by
When all you wanted was a place to lay your head
Soak back half of what you bled
Chase the demons from the far side of the bed
It's the obvious thing to do
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Anacortes
05:16
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Whispering the figure eights that you skate so well
Summer up in Anacortes and it's cold as hell
Should have left town on the eight fifteen
Instead of hanging 'round in the in between
Trying too hard not to make a scene
As we tell each other things that we just don't mean
Call you up for conversation, not to hear you breathe
Sedentary variations of the same tired scenes
Should have left town on the six o two
Instead of hanging 'round with the you-know-who
Find another town, you can get one too
As we tell each other things, make your blood run blue
But I don't have anything I can say that you don't already know
And I don't have anyplace else that I feel I can comfortably go
So please, close your eyes
And please, say goodnight
And stay here if you want to, but I'm taking myself home
Please, let me go
Falling out of convocation on the see-through sea
Hanging 'round the central station, but the ship won't leave
Should have left town on my one good track
Instead of hanging 'round with my bags all packed
Telling all my friends that it stayed intact
As we tear it up again and it grows right back
But I don't have anything I can say that you don't already know
And I don't have anyplace else that I feel I can comfortably go
So please, close your eyes
And please, say goodnight
And stay here if you want to, but I'm taking myself home
Please, let me go
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Southeast Asia
02:44
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Classic cars and
outdoor bars and
movie stars
It sounds like California, hey I tried to warn you
Living any place is hard
When blood is pumped by a lonely heart
So I followed you
To Southeast Asia
The weather is grey here
They look at us strange here
It brings us close together, and things have been better
Than they've ever been before
This is love
Can't say it much different than that
Sing this song to someone you love
And you tell them
That if this is the end
You couldn't complain
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Culver City
04:02
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Culver City's a drag, man, there's nothing to do
Couldn't make it to SAG now if you wanted to
You could borrow a car, maybe drive it around
Wait for someone to call, don't let it get you down, no
Took a shot of your head, sent it all over town
No one's calling you back, don't let it get you down
Reach inside of yourself, pull somebody out
Try to mean what you say
Don't let it get you down
It's taking everything you've got to keep it
To keep it, to keep it
In like Sunday sin
Falling out again
Even when you try
We don't need your kind
You've been hanging around, do it every night
Crawling all over town, beneath the city lights
Come inside at your friends, do it all over town
Wait for someone to call, don't let it get you down, no
Don't let it get you down
It's taking everything you've got to keep it
To keep it, to keep it
In like Sunday sin
Falling out again
Even when you try
We don't need your kind
Culver City's a drag, man, I thought that you knew
City's holding you back from what's in front of you
Wish that somebody'd come back to carry you home
Wish that somebody'd call, don't let it get you down, no
Don't let it get you down
It's taking everything you've got to keep it
To keep it, to keep it
In like Sunday sin
Falling out again
Even when you try
We don't need your kind
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Santa Monica
04:39
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I've been sitting here for a long time
About an hour south of the Grapevine
Waiting for my ladder to come
I came here for a piece of the action
Waited to the point of distraction
Slowly getting sick from the sun
And I remember waiting in line for
A shot at getting in through the side door
Of cities we could never afford
But now it's just a matter of recall
Slowly getting used to the freefall
And all that we forgot to record
I started walking the streets again
Trying to get a taste of the oxygen
I'm feeling like I'm getting so out of touch
And I don't even get out of town that much
But now it's stop and go on the 405
I wonder if there's anyone left alive
These solitary holiday afternoons
I wish that I could call it but it's too soon
So tell me if you want to go
It's a long way home
To the Santa Monica that you know
And I'm already late to make mine
Got a see-through skin
It shares a border with the state that I'm in
I don't even try to get down
Simple cowardice keeps me in this town
But now we're destined to walk the earth
Telling everybody we got here first
Watching as the bars and the restaurants
Are slowly taken over by debutantes
'Cause Santa Monica's just a boulevard
Something you can put on your credit card
And I don't have the heart to come back for you
I worry 'bout the future but it's too soon
So tell me if you want to go
It's a long way home
To the Santa Monica that you know
And I'm already late to make mine
Got a see-through skin
It shares a border with the state that I'm in
I don't even try to get down
Simple cowardice keeps me in this town
And you wouldn't believe
All the things that you need
Just to carry your head up off the ground
In this town
It's a long way home
To the Santa Monica that you know
And I'm already late to make mine
Got a see-through skin
It shares a border with the state that I'm in
I don't even try to get down
Simple cowardice keeps me in this town
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Southern California
03:47
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Sunlight hits a sign and I'm in Union Station
My arms are heavy in their sleeves
Everyone here thinks that I've been on vacation
But I don't ever seem to leave
And all that I can tell you is my love's unfocused
And drifting overseas
Head's all full of context better left unspoken
As scenes from old Pomona dreams come washing over me
No one wants to tell you just how long they've been here
The stars are crawling out their frames
The canvas on the ankle straps is wearing thin, dear
And I can't help but feel the same
When everything in town's been taken down for renovations
The hardest part is finding your way home
Freeway cuts the sky and I'm inside it's suppurations
But Southern California's got this way of creeping up on you
And all that I can tell you is my love's unfocused
And drifting overseas
Head's all full of context better left unspoken
As scenes from old Pomona dreams come washing over me
One last look around and then I'm always leaving
The stars are falling out of tune
Fingers bear the stains of shipping and receiving
These songs that carry me to you
But this is not some list of all the ways I should have loved you
Hold you in my arms and let you down
Turn my crooked smile up to the sky and I'm thinking of you
But Southern California's got me driving home in rental cars
And Southern California's got this way of tearing me and you apart
And you know it's true, California's tearing us apart
And I want it to
But all that I can tell you is my love's unfocused
And drifting overseas
Head's all full of context better left unspoken
As scenes from old Pomona dreams come washing over me
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Tay Ho
02:38
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Hello
"Hello"
I'd like to invite you to pedal a swan boat
You have a boyfriend, huh?
Your boyfriend is busy today, huh?
Then we should go pedal a swan boat
Get on my motorbike
Wrap your arms around me tightly
We're on the road to the lake to pedal the swan boat
Today the weather is cool
Your face is beautiful
I want to kiss you while we pedal a swan boat
Now I love you
And you love me
All since we pedaled the swan boat
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