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Henrietta
03:46
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Henrietta
Henrietta you're a part of me
But I am not a part of you
And I don't know what you'd want me to do
Henrietta you're here for eternity
While I'm just passing through
And you'll never know me they way I've known you
"To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die"
So I ask are you still alive?
Is immortality the only thing to thrive?
These things I wonder on the by and by
Hela la la la
Hela, tell me everything you've ever known
Reveal to me what I have not been shown
Teach me to seek the right and all this wrong
I know you can, I know you can
And I'm sorry none of this was ever your plan
Henrietta you have a coded speech
From everything I've heard
It's how you speak to me without saying a word
From your cells a boundless lineage
Borne of a crime
A complexity we can't define
And there is something more to this storeyline
And I think about this from time to time
Hela la la la
Hela, tell me everything you've ever known
Reveal to me what I have not been shown
Teach me to seek the right and all this wrong
I know you would, I know you would
And I'm sorry we didn't do all that we could
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The Gift of Crime
03:56
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The Gift of Crime
When you set the spark off
I thought that the fire would hold
But the flames went higher
Till they could not be controlled
When you burn a house down
Don’t you know it starts real slow
What you left was a shambles
Love was just a casualty
I was left to ramble
Far across the distant seas
But my running’s nowhere
I can’t get away from me
I was not afraid of
What was never meant to be
You would never think of
All the things that could not be
There was nothing for us
What you wanted was not me
So I wander through the night
Looking for a sign of light
Sunrise splitting up the east
Or neon spilling in the street
When I’m wrapped in sheets of flame
Trying to forget your name
Sleep is not a friend of mine
Conscience is the gift of crime
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Regrettably
03:12
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Regrettably
It's time I should know things
I should know by now
How to serve the greater good
How to earn money like you would
How to be understood, but I don't know how
These days they keep asking
They want to know from me
How I'll get there from here
If I'll lay roots far or near
Who will love me when I'm weary and low down?
I should want to go full steam ahead
But ambition is nondescript
Besides, I kind of don't feel like it
And why should I take the hit for wanting something else?
These things that I've done
Things I've ended, and begun
They are with me under this very sun
And regrettably, there are still more to come
My mind is wasted from too much thought
Of when to get out of this town
Of how to get up from this down
Of why you want me to turn around, I don't want to turn around
These things that I've done
Things I've ended, and begun
They are with me under this very sun
And regrettably, there are still more to come
And regrettably, I don't regret a single one
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Somewhere I’ve Never Been
Got my bags packed on the table
Cause I'll be gone for a while
And even though you're glad I'm going
I still can't leave here with a smile
I might head out to California
And I might write every now and then
There aint' no doubt that where I'm going
Is somewhere that I've never been
I hear it's cold up in Chicago
And the wind will surely ache my bones
But this coldness that I'm feeling
Is from being here alone
They've got the seas down in South Florida
And in New Orleans they have the sin
There ain't no doubt that where I'm going
Is somewhere that I've never been.
Somewhere where you don't hold me at night
And your fingers don't run through my hair
Where you're not the object of my sight
And love doesn't fill the air
Somewhere where things aren't like they used to be
Cause you're not here with me
And the leaves blow in the winds of change
I might head out to Albuquerque
And learn to ride in the west
Think of your hair down on your shoulder
Under a dying sunset
The lightning will surely crash down
And the rain will surely fall
There ain't no doubt that where I'm going
No I don't belong at all
Somewhere where you don't hold me at night
And your fingers don't run through my hair
Where you're not the object of my sight
And love doesn't fill the air
Somewhere where things aren't like they used to be
Cause you're not here with me
And the leaves blow in the winds of change
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High on the Hillside
04:14
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High on the Hillside
When leaves have covered the ground
And night has fallen around
Winds that would fill up the hills
Bleed out in the emptying chill
When trees have lost all their blooms
And snow has covered your tomb
I go out walking till I
Can shake all the blue from the sky
The ridgelines and highways
All point the same way
Down to the valley below
But high on the hillside
I’ll stand and reside
Until I have somewhere to go
I will remember that you
Were always faithful and true
If you forget all the times
That I was untrue and unkind
The ridgelines and highways
All point the same way
Down to the valley below
But high on the hillside
I’ll stand and reside
Until I have somewhere to go
The songs that the wind moans
Are whispered in low tones
And say what we already know
The way that world groans
From green shoots to old bones
I thought that you’d make it slow
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