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It's Always Raining

It was raining, it was raining
I forgot to wear my coat
Then I was swimming, I was swimming
in the water without a boat

What am I to say? What am I to do?
I'm drowning on dry land, hung up on you
What am I to say? What am I to do?
You're the only thing I want to hold on to

I can't fight it, I can't fight it
It's either sink or float
So I embrace it, I embrace it
Though the water's at my throat

What am I to say? What am I to do?
I'm drowning on dry land, hung up on you
What am I to say? What am I to do?
You're the only thing I want to hold on to

Without a cloud in the sky I feel the flood begin to rise
No use asking why it's always raining when the sun's in my eyes

What am I to say? What am I to do?
I'm drowning on dry land, hung up on you
What am I to say? What am I to do?
You're the only thing I want to hold on to

Whiskey and Cigarettes

A real woman drinks whiskey and smokes cigarettes
Until the room's spinning she feels no regrets
And come closing time, she'll meet the night alone
A real woman don't need a man to walk her home

You ask if she's lonely, she says, "Not for one minute.
I strangled trouble before you could begin it."
You don't understand her and how distant she gets
When she drinks her whiskey and smokes those cigarettes

She gets under your skin and stays there somehow
You cannot possess her, but you can hold her for now
She'll leave you with questions, she'll leave you with regret
One day she'll just leave you even though you can't see it yet

Cuz a real woman don't need anyone's help getting home
A real woman don't feel lonely even when she's alone
A real woman conquers you and then quickly forgets
A real woman drinks whiskey and smokes cigarettes

Spring Thaw / Volcano

All things are boiling up
in a red, messy inverted cup
The heat melts all of my stone
I don't know how to live in this skin and bone

I don't want to thaw out, I like the desert and the drought
I want to be cliff's edge hard, I want to be glacier scarred

But I don't want to thaw out
because I don't remember
how to live
in this
skin and bone

When ciphers come spilling down
in molten waves from my crown
I feel the first shiver in stone
I don't know how to live in this skin and bone

I don't want to thaw out, I like the darkness and doubt
I want to be ice storm gray, I want to be a winter's day

But I don't want to thaw out
because I don't remember
how to live
in this
skin and bone

Broken Soldiers

When I was bright and new
I volunteered to keep watch over you
and when you sent me far from all I know
I thought of you waiting for me when I get home
if I get home

When it was over you didn't want to play
with the toy soldiers you refuse to put away
I risked my body, I spilled my blood
All I'm asking you is just come pick me up
come pick me up

Now I'm broken and used
I feel forgotten, abandoned and bruised
After all I gave for you, what I endured
You said, I'm sorry, I can't see you anymore
I can't see you

When it was over you didn't want to play
with the toy soldiers you refuse to put away
I risked my body, I spilled my blood
All I'm asking you is just come pick me up
come pick me up

Never Let Them See You Cry

Bullets and stones may break your bones
And names may be tattooed on your skin
They say that all wounds will heal in time
Whether the cause lies without or within

Your body is a road map of all the places you have seen
You should be proud of the fault lines and the ravines
You’ve been battered and scarred, you’re not afraid to die
But you never let them see you cry
You never let them see you cry


You’re flesh and blood, you’re skin and bone
But your spine is iron, your will is steel
They say that idle hands are the devil’s tools
So you use them to distract yourself from what you feel

Your body is a road map of all the places you have seen
You should be proud of the fault lines and the ravines
You’ve been battered and scarred, you’re not afraid to die
But you never let them see you cry
You never let them see you cry

Please Stand Down

I don't see no savior here
So I tried to grow an olive tree
Your soil may be hard and mean
If you are tainted just come clean
Together we could change the Fates decree

I don't see no savior here
Maybe it's too late to change anything
I said, please stand down
Give up your weapons and your crowns
But they said somebody has got to be the king

I don't see no savior here
Just survivors, directionless and scared
And we're all clinging to these creeds
To justify our words and deeds
I hope someday our ravages can be repaired

All we've got are these small hands and these big thoughts
The people we have loved and lost and fought
The hopes we laid to rest, the dreams we sought
Give up your weapons and your crowns
Please stand down

You and Me

We walk in shadow, we walk in light
and what's to become of us?
There may not be another tomorrow or tonight
so why do we spend today on the same old fight?

The moon turns red, the sun grows weak
and it breaks our hearts
Can't look at what's looming above or what's beneath
So where do we turn when the earth shudders under our feet?

don't stop now, we've only just begun
don't stop now, we thought we were so young
but you and me, while we can sing and we can breathe
there's still time to believe in something
and I believe in you and me

We walk in shadow, we walk in light
and we risk it all
Within our fragile bodies beat the fiercest hearts
we fit the pieces together when the world falls apart

don't stop now, we've only just begun
don't stop now, we thought we were so young
but you and me, while we can sing and we can breathe
there's still time to believe in something
and I believe in you and me
I believe in you and me

Coal

Some people take their sorrow and wear it like a necklace
Of black coal, it gets all over their skin and clothes
Some people chew it up for breakfast
and it clings to their teeth, it stings and it shows

But I swallow it whole and when I get full
I press down, I press down
I make diamonds out of my coal, they're beautiful
I press down, I press down

Some people take their hurt and use it like ammunition
A pocket full of stones, throw one without looking
Where it lands, let it loose and someone else is down
Feel better with another body lying on the ground

But I swallow it whole and when I get full
I press down, I press down
I make diamonds out of my coal, they're beautiful
I press down, I press down

My hands are covered in old scars, cut all to ribbons
I find new ways to smile and hide them
When I'm tired, I take a deep breath and stand a bit straighter
I pretend, but I don't break and I don't bend, nothing can make me change

I swallow it whole and when I get full
I press down, I press down
I make diamonds out of my coal, they're beautiful
I press down, I press down