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The Spirit of Radio (Classic Broadcast Recordings)
Disc 1
01. Introduction
02. Pale Blue Eyes
03. Second Guessing
04. Hyena
05. Letter Never Sent
06. Harborcoat
07. Seven Chinese Brothers
08. Pretty Persuasion
09. So. Central Rain
10. Gardening at Night
11. 9-9
12. Windout
13. Old Man Kensey
14. Sitting Still
15. Driver 8
16. Carnival of Sorts (Boxcars)
17. Radio Free Europe
18. Little America
Disc 2
01. Pop Song 89
02. Exhuming McCarthy
03. Welcome to the Occupation
04. Disturbance at the Heron House
05. Turn You Inside Out
06. Orange Crush
07. Feeling Gravity S Pull
08. Swan Swan H
09. Begin the Begin
10. Pretty Persuasion
11. I Believe
12. King of Birds
13. Crazy
14. Finest Work Song
15. You Are the Everything
16. Academy Fight Song
17. Stand
18. Perfect Circle
19. Get Up
Disc 3
01. Endless Possibilities
02. Accelerated
03. Reduced
04. Instinct
05. Failed Symbolist
06. Dead Medium
07. Green
08. Crisis Point
09. Retrospective
10. Redefining Pop History
Sometimes I feel like I can't even sing (say, say, the light)
I'm very scared for this world
I'm very scared for me
Eviscerate your memory
Here's a scene
You're in the back seat laying down
The windows wrap around
To the sound of the travel and the engine

All you hear is time stand still in travel
And feel such peace and absolute
The stillness still that doesn't end
But slowly drifts into sleep
The stars are the greatest thing you've ever seen
And they're there for you
For you alone you are the everything

I think about this world a lot and I cry
And I've seen the films and the eyes
But I'm in this kitchen
Everything is beautiful
And she is so beautiful
She is so young and old
I look at her and I see the beauty
Of the light of music

The voices talking somewhere in the house
Late spring and you're drifting off to sleep
With your teeth in your mouth
You are here with me
You are here with me
You have been here and you are everything

Sometimes I feel like I can't even sing (say, say, the light)
I'm very scared for this world
I'm very scared for me
Eviscerate your memory
Here's a scene
You're in the back seat laying down
The windows wrap around (say, say, the light)
To sound of the travel and the engine

All you hear is time stand still in travel
And feel such peace and absolute
The stillness still that doesn't end
But slowly drifts into sleep
The greatest thing you've ever seen
And they're there for you
For you alone you are the everything