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Bright Eyes - Cassadaga - Hot Knives
Cassadaga
01. Clairaudients (Kill or Be Killed)
02. Four Winds
03. If the Brakeman Turns My Way
04. Hot Knives
05. Make a Plan to Love Me
06. Soul Singer in a Session Band
07. Classic Cars
08. Middleman
09. Cleanse Song
10. No One Would Riot for Less
11. Coat Check Dream Song
12. I Must Belong Somewhere
13. Lime Tree
The wife forgave the mistress for she only entertained
The pain was gone the instant she cleared her throat to speak her name
Said, "Both of us must suffer from the same unending ache"

The world was not of interest, though her days were never dull
Her bed beneath a crucifix on guests performing miracles
With the son of God just hanging like a common criminal

"When I do wrong, I am with God"
She thought
"When I feel lost, I am not at all"

So give me black light (give, give me)
So give me hot knives (deep, clean sleep)
On a dance floor no one tells time (there is no time)

So I've made love
Yeah, I've been fucked
So what?

I'm a cartoon
You're a full moon
Let's stay up

She went to see a mystic, who made medicine from rain
And gave up her existence to feel everything, dream other's dreams
Bid farewell to her family with one ecstatic wave (please, take care I love you all)

Out the window
As the car rolled away

She just vanished
Into a thick mist of change

So let us rejoice (let's rejoice)
In all this pink noise (out, pink noise)
An oscillation that we can pinpoint (we're right here)