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Strangers to Ourselves
01. Strangers to Ourselves
02. Lampshades on Fire
03. Shit in Your Cut
04. Pistol (A. Cunanan, Miami, FL. 1996)
05. Ansel
06. The Ground Walks, With Time in a Box
07. Coyotes
08. Pups to Dust
09. Sugar Boats
10. Wicked Campaign
11. Be Brave
12. God Is an Indian and You’re an Asshole
13. The Tortoise and the Tourist
14. The Best Room
15. Of Course We Know
This rock of ours is just some big mistake
And we will never know just where we go
Or where we have came from
These veins of mine are now some sort of fuse
And when they light up and my mind blows up my heart is amused
So, this heart of mine is just some sort of map
That doesn't care at all or worry about where the hell you're at
But you're right there
Well, I've been meaning to dismiss you
Yeah, I have some plans to dismiss you
So stand by, by, bye, bye
Wave bye sugar boats
As soon as you paint every last grain of sand
As you, soon as you paint every last star in the sky, sky
Wave goodbye, sugar boats
Well I'm swatting at mosquitoes as they're orbiting me
I'm orbiting the sun and this goes on and on and on you see
This heart of mine is just some broke machine
And when it gets going and it often gets a-going and
It starts blowin' steam
Here we go again
This rock of ours is just some big mistake
And we will never know just where we go
Or where we have come from
This watch of mine is like some sort of void
'Cause when I look in, and I shouldn't look in
I see it swallow my time
Oh no there it goes
I ain't gettin' on no fast plane
Hell I ain't gettin' on no stuffy train
Sugar boats on the Atlantic are fine
The sugar boats they're just fine
I'll stand on the deck so you can see
I'll stand on the deck so you can wave bye
Here's the ghost that goes and waves bye
I'm the ghost that goes and waves bye bye bye