GMT
Summer sees them drawn and quartered
Summer sees them drunk on water
It takes more than good intentions
I see all, I fail to mention it
All along the Grand Dauphine we
Slip into this lust unseen (he thinks)
She is such a sweet invention
He sees all but fails to mention it
Oh! How it cuts!
It takes the bacheloric clocks that lock
If it's time, time...
Well the more we fight, the more we find the ways around the slow rewind
Oh! How it cuts!
It seems the more we fight the more we get lost
And if you want what's mine...
The more we fight the more we find the ways that we can define

HOLLIS
Is this a call? Oh yes, it is / and oh, what if
Is this a call? Oh yes it is / and oh, but then
I'm mistaken, for thieves / the weather hangs, on the eaves
Is this a call? Oh yes it is / so go (Hollis! Hollis!)
I'm mistaken, woe is me / I'll hang, only
we're pretty, you and me / the guillotine or the marquee
This is a call, oh yes it is / and more of this
This is a call, oh yes it is / so go... Alé!
I can tell which words to read
You hold all the lanterns I light to the sea
A forest of orchids that bleed
In the arches in Hollis, the arches in Hollis
I am a hand from the grave
Well there's nothing to say, no there's nothing to dot dot dot
Oh, there's no cure for my ways
But if I leave Hollis...
Then a call, forever is / one more, one less
Then a call, forever in our hearts and heartless
All these alleys we're taking
If it's stalking you're wanting
All the voyeurs on the mains
I fell from the tower, I held to the balustrade
All of the churches and graves
I dig them all just like you - come again, we're done in
I am a hand from the grave
You dig it so sweetly I wish I could stay down in Hollis
No more I could say
But if you put me down six feet under I'll stay around in Hollis
The galleries and arcades out in Hollis
I bet you hear them down at the harbor

BAIXO {a sailor song in three acts}
You wear the coat of society when I go
You wear the coat of society, but not anymore, does it show? No?
You wear the coat of my company well I know
It is the coat of my company to keep you warm, I'll lay low
Solidão, baixo, baby. Solidão
*
In the air our superstitions (And if we call it on out, if we call it)
Eleven days out here all alone (And if we call it on out, if we call it)
And if the ship should list (If we call it on out, if we call it)
No women and children, so NO REMORSE!
There is no comfort in the shore
The sea, the sky, the sky, the sea
And in all the merchant marine
We can't seem to talk about anything
*
IIn all the temperate seas, the way they fall on this
And from the mast, it's culled from cold conversation
Now with the temperate means, make us believe their prizes
From the west and calls on cold foreign stations
Now with the temperate disease, make us believe their prizes
From their mouths come curses and cold maledictions

What it means to be part of this I never could have guessed it
Something that's not right but then nothing ever is
Forgiveness in all this
And all the merchant marine, they can't seem to talk about anything

LOVELIFE
We disagree on everything, even all my favorite songs
You know you're probably gonna hate this one
But some things are not the way they seem, and so it goes with melodies
And love and hate can be such interchangeable things
Break your heart, I wouldn't dare
It's just too precious to repair
Sometimes I cast you away, you should hear the things I say
But I never meant it that way, it's just my mouth translates my heart in funny ways
Break your heart, I wouldn't dare
It 's just too precious to repair
This is what, it's what we've got
I could call this calling off off
(For this) Lovelife, and it's alright
But if it's not going just the way that you like, well I'm still gonna see you tonight
Lovelife, and it's alright
But if it's not going just the way that you like
Break your heart, I wouldn't dare
It's just too precious to repair
This is what, it's what we've got
I should call this calling off off
(For this) Lovelife, and it's alright
But if it's not going just the way that I like

REVELLE
The cold, the keys, the elegance of ease, the falling lights that kill it, alone
(But in a case like this, we will resist)
It's in the well of night, the slow lead, down on knees, alone
(I'm not loveless, there's love in this)
It's a constant revelation / If you want it to
It's a constant temptation / What you wanted to (now get this)
The cold, the keys, another night of these, let no doubt into it, alone
(But in a case like this, we will resist)
It's in the mark underneath the subject / We speak down, but what of it?
I've seen the cold, the keys, and still believe it
It's in the mark on the tip of your tongue - it's done.
It's a constant revelation / If you want it to
It's a constant temptation / What you wanted to
Hoo Hoo / Come for it / Hoo Hoo / Never want
What it is it falls between / But if there's you and me there's only me now
Hoo Hoo / Come for it Hoo Hoo / Never want
What it is it falls between
This your calling and will you heed it?
Well we've seen you and you tell me:
What is in the mark underneath the pressure?
I want to be so precious!
If ever you come before this
Well, I've seen it go your way too... your impression!
This your calling and will you heed it?
It is certain, there is love in this.
This your calling and will you heed it?
This your calling and will you heed it?

O ELEANOR
O Eleanor you are the color of the sky
Sapphires have nothing on you
O Eleanor if you divine the reason why
The seas can keep their color, too.
The seas will offer you very little resistance
To where you want to go, the leagues untold
We write the letters if we think it's helping
We love the things that are more imperfect
Well if you take things ill at ease, we smile as big as a wild trapeze
Well there are so few things that can keep us on our knees
O Eleanor!
Well if you take things ill at ease, we smile as big as a wild trapeze
If it's alright, take one of these things
And pin it beside the heart on your sleeve
If it's all about bravery, as it should be, as it should be
There are so few things that can keep us down

PORTE COCHERE
Now if you came when I called, if you'd seen what I saw
would you get down to it?
Or would you just be appalled, take your last curtain call
would you get right to it?
If the porte cochere of your affairs needs some mending
Would you push me aside, take the fifth and alright
You'll learn to love the life of…
Now if I came when you called, if I'd seen what you saw
would I get down to it?
Would I just be appalled, take my last curtain call
would I get right to it?
If the porte cochere of your affairs needs some mending
Would you take me aside, plead the fifth and alright
You'll learn to love the life of the could I could I
It's not the end, no, of the could I
In speaking thought is half-murdered
In words love is inverted
With virtue you half-flirted
But insecurities were re-asserted

ELIJAH {a scene, two rebels hidden away mid-battle}
M: Elijah why do we still fight?
E: Turn off the light, turn off the light
M: It must be cold in the crèche at night...I've seen it once, I've seen it
But it seems like so much trouble just to sleep light in our beds
Elijah why do we still fight ?
E: Well there are no novenas, none tonight
M:Elijah I have seen the face, but not a broken man I can retrace
It must be cold in the chemical light of these places deep inside
And it seems like so much trouble just to sleep tight in our beds
Elijah why do we still fight?
E: Well there are no novenas none tonight
All: We are in love!
E: If I'm not for myself anymore then no place good could be me
Just a millimeter less, maybe more beneath this skin of me
And we are trying our damndest to be the thing what's in our heads
It seems like so much trouble just to sleep light in our beds
All: We are in love

SAMTHURMAN
samthurman, think it over
You know why, you know why
samthurman, think it over
The night sky, my night sky
Has got an endless number
But it's in my mind too
and if I start to wonder
Has got an endless number
But it's in my mind too
and if I start to wonder
samthurman, it's certain
I don't lie (well, I won't lie)
You stand still, I'm in motion
You go by
samthurman, if it's certain
We've nothing to lose
The full weight of diversion
wait (I cannot) wait
Now samthurman, it's totally up to you
All the things that we might or might not do
You press your forehead to the cracks in the seafloor
And I'll watch you walk through the door
Has got an endless number
But it's in my mind too
And if I start to wonder...
But if you feel right at home
You'll never have to be alone
And if you feel right
I won't get you out tonight
It's a cold, grey walk from the inside outside

TKO RAVENS
We were waiting, but not waiting
It's becoming to be unseen
And of course you know just what I mean
All they tell you is obscene (not obscene)
Call on the fated, the forces, cause/elated
You know that you hesitate, and if you do it's already too late
The words they weighted all to keep us heeled, abated
Ah, forgive us these little thieveries (please?)
Lovers and fighters, caught in the snow
Pretty things on the mantle at home
A wave to a sailor and a long movie trailer
All these things we learn to love
But how will we know how far?
Will we know when it's a shout-down?
Well if I tell, if I tell you a secret, will you promise not to reveal it?
And in your heart
Put these rails down and then set this train down on it
And we will start
But how will we know how far?
Will we know when it's a shout-down?
Well if I tell, if I tell you a secret, will you promise not to reveal it?
And in your heart
Put these rails down and then set this train down on it
And we will start… (like this)
We never sell it, it's sold.
You get one and lo behold
We'll never know, oh no
We get one and then it's sold
We'll never know, oh no
It's just one and then it's told
We never know, oh no
I can say, I can say what I please so hear me and here we'll be
I know things could come back to haunt me -- well maybe!
But what do they know? What do they know, anyway?

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Wicked World
It's a wicked world
Bad things live inside the telephone
He calls them, but not at home
Dearly they like to make him pay
But not for things he might say
How do you do? What about me?
Enough with pleasantries, you know
If you speak love you speak so low
I can't take you, no not anywhere
This old story is already told
It's a wicked world
For some time now
I've called you
My mother would, she would not approve
Just tell me are you beautiful?
This one's different, this one's different, this one's different