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Live at Luther College
Disc 1
01. One Sweet World
02. #41
03. Tripping Billies
04. Jimi Thing
05. Satellite
06. Crash Into Me
07. Deed Is Done
08. Lover Lay Down
09. What Would You Say
10. Minarets
11. Cry Freedom
12. Dancing Nancies
Disc 2
01. Typical Situation
02. Stream
03. Warehouse
04. Christmas Song
05. Seek Up
06. Say Goodbye
07. Ants Marching
08. Little Thing
09. Halloween
10. Granny
11. Two Step
Could I have been
A parking lot attendant?
Could I have been
A millionaire in Bel Air?
Could I have been
Lost somewhere in Paris?
Could I have been
Your little brother?

Could I have been
Anyone other than me?
Could I have been
Anyone other than me?
Could I have been
Anyone other than me?
Could I have been
Anyone?

He stands touch his hair his shoes untied
Tongue gaping stare
Could I have been a magnet for money?
Could I have been anyone other than me?

Twenty-three and so tired of life
Such a shame to throw it all away
The images grow darker still
Could I have been anyone other than me?

Then I
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying?
What's the use in hurrying?
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy

I am who I am who I am well
Who am I?
Requesting some enlightenment
Could I have been anyone other than me?

And then I'll sing and dance I'll play for you tonight
The thrill of it all
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes
But I'll work it out

Then I
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying?
What's the use in hurrying?
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy

Falling out of a world of lies
Could I have been dancing Nancy?
A dancing Nancy
Could I have been anyone other than me?

And then I'll sing and dance
La lala hey, la lala hey, la lala
Sing and dance
La lala hey, la lala hey, la lala

Sing and dance I'll play for you tonight
The thrill of it all
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes
But I'll work it out

Then I
Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying?
What's the use in hurrying?
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy