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Absence Makes The Day Go Longer `Cursive`

"Please hang my raincoat I guess that I'll stay a while While I wait on the return It seems the distance you've made Has since lost its meaning Meanwhile, I've meant to ration my thoughts To help

Ten Percent To the Ten Percent `Cursive`

It all started out in the warehouse. Watching the stock watching the clock. Taking shots from a flask of scotch. My first evaluation came. Remarkably they sang my praise. "Keep up the pace.

A Little Song And Dance `Cursive`

i sat around for hours on end before and end so clearly breathin to me i shall no longer play a part of your equation i missed your boat i swear you must have stayed off shore avoidance has been your trump

The Radiator Hums `Cursive`

I can hold out much longer than you When it's steady I'm just acting out my roles When you're ready I'll be walking out that door And don't call me Pretty Baby anymore, Oh, foolish worker bee -- I'm

The Great Decay `Cursive`

this is the bed that i have made this is the grave where i will lay i dont believe in wasting time these are the hands where i will bury my face searching for truth you never find nobody moves we

Butcher The Song `Cursive`

There's a time and a place, this is neither the time nor the place. "where do I fit in, in this jigsaw of a relationship? !? Why should I play the fall guy to your love?

Moderation `Beady Belle`

merry go round To make sure that she won't get sick of it Her passion for fun must be kept alive The longing for the next fun fair to arrive You said that absence makes the heart grow fonder I guess that's

The Road To Financial Stability `Cursive`

watching cars or will we be passed by will anyone stop for us be passed on the day passes away and we're alone the moment cracks along the sidewalk imagining what songs would be on our soundtrack maybe

Bloody Murderer `Cursive`

There's a ghost in my bed She cries in her sleep She says I won't let her leave I lie perfectly still As she stifles her tears I don't want to disturb her 'let go, let go - please let me be Look at the

The Casualty `Cursive`

The night has fallen down the staircase And I, for one, have felt its bruises Equilbrium; inebriated Our social graces have been displaced As we sink deeper into the drink The volume increases....

Flag And Family `Cursive`

Your daddy and my daddy had a drink at the bar Talking about what was best for me Without a name or a degree, Stubbornly holding onto you And you pulling away from me The best that they could say, For

Northern Winds `Cursive`

came wistling through evergreens like trains one temper broods 'till a temperature breaks one hand will break what he other hand builds and blooms-smashing and tearing what we've worked toward board the

Retreat! `Cursive`

They checked the shrine and the temple, but he wasn't there They checked the mosque and the chapel-- nope, not there Since you've been away on holiday, the natives are all nightmares Since you've been

Rise Up! Rise Up! `Cursive`

dear preacher, thanks for making time for me today hope you don't mind if i hide behind the curtain it's been fifteen years since my last confession by your good book's standards, i've sinned like a champion

Into The Fold `Cursive`

Your deceit is under your wing, you won't let her go You know it's not appropriate-but all that hair...and porcelain. You swear it's more than mere lust. Into the fold.

Once `Cursive`

Once a day you'll remember her death. Once you'll love but you'll love once too many. Just this once. Just this once. I forget who you're with hon, Where's your heart sleep this week?

Dorothy At Forty `Cursive`

Dorothy, I know you've had amazing dreams We can't go chasing down each golden street Each and every rainbow, each passion, each unattainable goal We're not in dreamland anymore Dorothy, it seems you'll

Art Is Hard `Cursive`

Cut it out Your self-inflicted pain It's getting too routine The crowds are catching on To the self-inflicted song Well, here we go again The art of acting weak Fall in love to fail To boost your cd sales

The Sunks `Cursive`

Surrender your furniture Push the television out the window Overmedicated, this must be the sunks If you can't understand the blues, you don't know much With much love for science and a youthful defiance

The Recluse `Cursive`

The room is littered with her books and notebooks. I imagine what they say, like, 'shoo fly, don't bother me,' And I can hardly get myself out of her bed. For fear of never lying in this bed again.

The Martyr `Cursive`

And so it's begun This is year one The birth of a child in the form of a man Wrapped in towel Passed out on the floor These drunken hours -- graces deflowered Cast down by an angel She used to kiss

Hymns For The Heathen `Cursive`

Night has draped it's cape of stars Over our small town From the campus and the tavern To the chapel and infirmary We've seen their dreams We found the guilt, the fables, and folly Of the residents

The Ugly Organist `Cursive`

And now, we proudly presentsongs perverse and songs of lamentA couple hymns of confession,and songs that recognize our sick obsessionsSing along i'm on the ugly organ againSing along I'm on the ugly organ

The Rhyme Scheme `Cursive`

have no feeling meanings are meant for without loaded meanings words take too long to come across defining definitions we load them for effect it's cheap but it's working i could never please you it's the

Adapt `Cursive`

I want the rich boy... I want the rich boy But the rich boy, he doesn't want me... I like the pretty girls... I like the pretty girls But the pretty girls, they don't like me... Adapt... Adapt...

The Night I Lost The Will To Fight `Cursive`

I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame That once burned within these fists where defeat remains The night has fallen down the staircase...

Bad Science `Cursive`

break up their gangs Take away their rollerskates Give them algebra or trig Raisins, dates or figs But take away gingerbread and cake Every husband, every wife, every cop, every teacher Everybody do the

Break In The New Year `Cursive`

New years ago We drank and danced and left our sour hearts behind We sweetened for a kiss -- The kiss of a new year to come But those days are gone We never got resolution -- it never comes All the best

A Red So Deep `Cursive`

The furnace burns, the baby turns She cries when she's hungry The morning paper will knock the door To interrupt their slumbers Are you satisfied tonight, oh, trader's wife?

A Gentleman Caller `Cursive`

Well, are you in the mood? You bad girl! Does it feel good being bad? And getting worse? "doo do doo..."