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When I came back I saw that you’d wrecked my home
So I sat down on the floor and I moaned
Why why why
All the things I’d collected you wrecked it
Left me feeling cold and alone
In this world
Yeh you took me by surprise
So I packed what I could into my friends car and I headed to higher ground
Somewhere safe from the aftermath of the path you laid
And I was homeless with a check from the government that said they were sorry for the things you’d done
And you were gone never to return
Who knows what lies below the depths
I added to the water line with the tears I wept
Wading through where I went wrong in my flooded mind
It’s hard to walk a straight line with water up To your knees
I was left with a broken heart
Next to a broken levee
I spent a year living out of cars into hotels and sleeping in my parents spare room
Which made me feel like I was cursed
I like to think that I’m sympathetic to my fellow man but even if I wasn’t
This kind of treatment is undeserved
You came blowing through and left me feeling low way below the dirt that made the marker on the walls that we called the water line
Then you disappeared never caring what it was you broke all the levees and the hearts that you left behind
Who knows what lies below the depths
I added to the water line with the tears I wept
Wading through where I went wrong in my flooded mind
It’s hard to walk a straight line with water up To your knees
I was left with a broken heart
Next to a broken levee
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The year is 1968
These hippie chicks, they're running late
The time on the clock is getting real
Gotta grab the keys and hold the wheel
They're burning the roads in the Green Gizzard
They're flying so high in the Green Gizzard
It's a little green Peugeot 403
It's the craziest thing that you'll ever see
Painted up on hippie power
With peace signs and sunflowers
They're burning the roads in the Green Gizzard
You know, these chicks are on the prowl
Forget the past, they're living now
They'll hit the town and make some noise
Checking out them motorcycle boys
They're turning heads most everywhere
Some people laugh some people stare
The Gizzard's moving on down the line
Those in the know are flashing peace signs
They're burning the roads in the Green Gizzard
They're flying so high in the Green Gizzard
In the Green Gizzard
Yeah the Green Gizzard
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summer in Santa Monica, 1973
we drove out to the water
Cassidy, Syl and me
patched jeans and patchouli
sage and rosary beads
now it’s faded around the edges
it’s blurred like a dream
out on the beach that night
searching for the other side
we took down all the barricades
til there was nowhere left to hide
I know that we found something
but I’m not sure what it was
bioluminescence ricocheted
off our skin
and flickered like the stars
when we went out past the breakers
we went all the way in
we went out past the place where
all our memories begin
saltwater baptism
washed away our sins
past and future drifted away
like fair-weather friends
summer in America, 1973
Kissinger on the radio
lying through his teeth
Watergate news was breaking
something else was breaking too
sometimes you’ve gotta lose it
just to see what you had to lose
Skylab orbited around the earth
stealing secrets from the moon
heavy rains poured down on Saigon
like salty tears in an open wound
(instrumental)
I guess we never made it back
to our little home on the plains
or those simple times under spacious skies
with the amber waves of grain
after we went out past the breakers
we went all the way in
we went out past the place where
our innocence lived
saltwater baptism
couldn’t wash away our sins
past and future drifted away
like fair-weather friends
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Packed like cattle, slept down in the hull
Thirst was overwhelming, belly never full
Hope kept me alive, faith helped me survive
Soon we will arrive and I’ll be free
Falling, falling down
Save my soul
No where to go
Came to make a name for myself
Scrapped and saved, dreamed and caved
Nobody else
Finally, my time had come, dreaming of this day
Then the crash, they lost the cash and I got put away
Walls are closing in on me
Days are long and slow
Fell into this Great Depression
Locked me down below
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Sara knew she’d never get out of Ohio
Said that farm would one day be her cross to bear
It was 1929 she was her fathers only child oh
And it was time to start her own family there
sara married her childhood sweetheart
Still on that farm but at least not so alone
They filled that place up with lots of babies, lots of love
They made that old farmhouse into home
Every little part of this house tells a story
Of all the ones who lived and loved here before me
Can’t you feel it in the walls
Tripping down the halls
Like a ghost
Of someone that you’ve never known
But somehow miss the most
cause we’ve all lived the same old
story
I never wanted to move out to Ohio
daddy’s job up and took the family there
but the minute we pulled up to that farmhouse on the hill, oh
I could only take it in and stare
Oh we all laugh and we cry
We live and we die
We share the same old story
Every little part of this house tells a story
Of all the ones who lived and loved here before me
Can’t you feel it in the walls
Tripping down the halls
Like a ghost
Of someone that you’ve never known
But somehow miss the most
cause we’ve all lived the same old
story
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I can almost remember the taste in the air down on Bellevue
Like salt smoke and Caramel coffee and honeydew
All the wealth of the world a gift from the gods to the avenue forgotten for you
Had to beg my friend for a part-time gig in the kitchens
Just to make ends meet in the summer of 22
Learned the rules of the house and about my place in the system
But forgot it for you
Cause baby when you know what you want it's easy to see how everything can come together so effortlessly
with all the hallmark signs of oblivious youth
Now I know I had hopes and I'm sure I had dreams and if I did I bet they fell apart beautifully
When everything I thought I knew was forgotten for you
I can still remember the way you looked on the balcony
In a simple white dress trimmed in Carolina blue
Spend the rest of the week in a blissful Haze of reverie remembering you
Cause baby when you know what you want it's easy to see how everything can come together so effortlessly
with all the hallmark signs of oblivious youth
Now I know I had hopes and I'm sure I had dreams and if I did I bet they fell apart beautifully
When everything I thought I knew was forgotten for you
Forgotten for you forgotten for you forgotten for you
Cause baby when you know what you want it's easy to see how everything can come together so effortlessly
with all the hallmark signs of oblivious youth
Now I know I had hopes and I'm sure I had dreams and if I did I bet they fell apart beautifully
When everything I thought I knew was forgotten for you
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Please pour the rum
I’ve lost the nerve
The jasmine still in bloom
I lose your scent
typewriter’s click
No longer fills the room
But I still believe in you
long past the hours of black and blue
in the night’s broken passion
And the rushing of your blood
is come and gone
I’m still your gun
geraniums
have wilted now
It’s all I had to lose
all shares in oil
gone south again
We pay the boatman’s dues
We rode the winds
We reap the spoils
Your skin so dull and cool
But none of this
Will seem so real
The liquor fogs and pools
But I still believe in you
long past the hours of black and blue
in the night’s broken passion
And the rushing of your blood
is come and gone
I’m still your gun
The dance has run
The tango stilled
Your eyes are still aflame
These markers blurred
All worthless now
A younger marksman’s game
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released July 29, 2019
