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Wizards
06:47
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Halfway down an old country road
Sit the standing stones that block your way back home
One mountain was split into three
On the misty ridge where winds still blow so cold
They built up the wall just to keep them inside
In fear for their lives as the legends foretold the end of it all
But they lied
Pull tight on the cloak of the night
As the lights shine down from planets still unseen
The ripples extend on the pond
Where the lilies float still soft and so pristine
The heavens explode with a horrible sound
Forsaking your oath as you push your way forward into the woods
They all said that no good can come of this now
Give a name to the objects that you find
Keep these things in mind
When winter winds are blowing
Streams that just keep flowing on
Through the glade where you made your private home
Crowded but alone
The years don't seem to pass here
Everything becomes so clear
Cliffs kneel at the shoreline's door
Where the eagles soar and scan the ground below
Emerging from moss covered ground
Are the secrets not worth keeping anymore
The cape as it drags sweeps the dust at your feet
Dark clouds in the sky still reflecting the color back to your eyes
Someone had to survive
All their fears will subside once they know
You're in the company of wizards
The company of wizards
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2. |
Devices
03:36
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Left to your own devices, would you still drop the bomb
Reacting to a crisis with the usual aplomb
Left to your own devices, this creepy company
Still finding new surprises where the old ones used to be
For just one moment let’s put all of this aside
And search dark corners where the punters like to hide
A homeboy’s lot is to accept the things he’s done
Caught in these traps, you’re still a rabbit on the run
Left to your own devices, what is there left to do
Hold tight the knife that slices as you carve up something new
Left to your own devices, you’d probably stay in bed
Wondering if the prize is getting stuck inside your head
I left my number in the last place that you’d look
Between the pages of another self help book
For many years it’s been a game we like to play
Now your devices just keep getting in the way
Made up our minds to just keep on going
Lost out in the pines with the sun at our backs like those
Days when a mix was all we had to soothe us
Try to sing along as devices keep screaming at you
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3. |
Hang It Up
03:04
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Got a lot to say
Got a lot to say about
Know the time is nigh
Know the time is ever creeping
For those who come and those who go
Just burn the breeze
The lines inside the sky will grow until the time
They turn so as to show the shape that they have formed
Know that all you love in time will go
Nothing left to say
Nothing left to do about
Know the time has gone
Know the time has passed beyond you
For those who come and those who go
Just burn the breeze
The lines inside the sky will grow until the time
They turn so as to show the shape that they have formed
Know that all you love in time will go
Give up, look over and you will see
Something inside besides that ax your grind
Get smart it's time for the 1, 2, 3
Check the last time you left your mind
Notice how you're left behind
Hang it up
Hang it up
Gotta hang it up
Hang it up
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4. |
Your Sorcerer's Ways
02:52
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A home near the red hued wood
Where the great oak stood
You picked up all the missing pieces
Before when life was such a bore
Carved it on the door
Gone to earth with the silver foxes
And I would come to see you
Oh, but your sorcerer’s ways
Keep the miles between you
And those who remember the days
Keep all your cauldrons warm
Function follows form
This alone is enough to save you
From harm, sketched upon your arm
Maps have lost their charm
Out of reach on the black horizon
But I’ve been sent to free you
Oh, from your sorcerer’s ways
All those miles between you
And those who remember the days
When the light it still remained on the land that you once claimed
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5. |
Hoping
04:07
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I called you up last night
You know you didn’t let it ring very long
Cause I was hoping that you wouldn’t answer
Hoping that you wouldn’t answer the phone
Assuming that you’re right
You went and made an ass out of you and me
It will take me a while just to master
But you were hoping that I wouldn’t answer the phone
I see you where you are
Where you’ve always been
A million miles away
I see you where you are
Where you’ve always been
How many stories to tell
To the shadows we know so well
I’ll just defer back to you
Fumbling through everything we do
You took the left turn right
Now you’re hung up on the radio dial
Stopping now means we’ll lose that much faster
And there’s no reason left now to answer the phone
I see you where you are
Where you’ve always been
A million miles away
I see you where you are
Where you’ve always been
How many stories to tell
To the shadows we know so well
I’ll just defer back to you
Fumbling through everything we do
Squinting to bring it into view
In the corner of your eye
Is a broken wing
It’s everything
We’ve known now
I called you up last night
You know you didn’t let it ring very long
Cause I was hoping that you wouldn’t answer
Hoping that you wouldn’t answer
How many stories to tell
To the shadows we know so well
Fiction defines who we are
When we’re taking it all too far
I’ll just defer back to you
Fumbling through everything we do
Squinting to bring it into view
Fumbling through everything we do
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6. |
Nu American Haircutz
02:02
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Lost a tooth on a snowcone
March 1985
Taped together the headphones
Settled in for the ride
All those kids with their broken records
Paint their nails instead
New American haircuts
Sitting on top of their heads
Stonehenge puts up a fight, no bother
Keep in mind what we said
A new American haircut
Sitting on top of your head
Silver Rainbow was our secret jam
Thought we saw one stretch across the land
Another continental divide
Taken care of
Time keeps slipping away now
Thirty years pass us by
Push through beats on the way home
Wipe a tear from your eye
Cause all those kids with their broken records
Sing along with the Dead
New American haircuts
Sitting on top of their heads
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7. |
Form Follows Function
03:07
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Let form follow function again
And everybody knows how the story will end
Set up for a fall at the start of it all
The street wisdom we call on
When it’s time to pretend
Now form follows function again
Stories told that now we can only amend
And pleasant as you are, maybe pushed it too far
Preaching gospel to stars
With words they can’t comprehend
Say what you are to me, say what you are to me
Lost in a memory, so say what you are to me
Keep looking for another connection
Forced out into another connection again
Let form follow function again
Split another seam but we’re back on the mend
Covered up in dreams, it was something we lost
Face down with the cost of holding on to a friend
As form follows function again
Acting like we know how this story will end
Stripped of all we own, would you toss me a bone
Just leave me alone with nothing left to defend
Say what you are to me, say what you are to me
Lost in a memory, so say what you are to me
Keep looking for another connection
Forced out into another connection again
Form follows function, form follows function
Form follows function, form follows function again
Say what you are to me, say what you are to me
Keep looking for another connection
Forced out into another connection again
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8. |
The Iron Age
04:40
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Look smart and suffer for your art
The critics were wrong like everyone
We stood beneath the golden arch
And climbed to the greenest mountaintop
Alone, but for a mobile phone
We were warding off the rain
Stuck with the sheep again
A sight unseen, take out on Halloween
Crossed the bridge a dozen times
The wrong way down the line
Lay low and carry what you own
Weighed down by the habits that we drag
With us through field and through wood
But making mistakes has never felt so good
So, lie down where Romans stood
On the greenest patch of ground
We’ll hover over town
Oh my soul, fervent, invisible
Took a tumble overseas
We’re older than the trees
Oh my soul, fervent, invisible
Took a tumble overseas
We’re older than the trees
A sight unseen, take out on Halloween
Crossed the bridge a dozen times
The wrong way down the line
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Popular Dogs
02:34
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She wrote a book about the popular dogs
On the backs of the napkins she used before they were thrown away
Another book about some popular dogs
And all the stances they took when their minds were drifting so far away
She wrote a book for all the hounds that she called back home
A tome composed of every part of the great unknown
So alone
She wrote a book for all the canines that she had known
On every page she scribbled nothing but skin and bone
So alone, drifting out of the zone
Oh, the publishers how they refused to see what should be plain as day
Oh, barking up trees with her collar jangling, such a price to pay
Oh, but maybe she’s got nothing to say
She wrote a book about the popular dogs
Dedicated to those that she knew were lost to her memory
It’s just some book about the popular dogs
Who sniffed the air with their cool disregard and sense of expectancy
She wrote a book for all the hounds that she called back home
A tome composed of every part of the great unknown
Another book for all the canines that she had known
So alone, drifting out of the zone
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10. |
Turn Up The Tape
03:08
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All the former champions
Been settling scores all week
And calling all of their brothers home
To an evil they can’t see or hear or speak
Queue it up methodically
Rewind it and play it back
Then shake your booty robotically
Blowing kisses to the leader of the pack
But please understand this song
And please understand that everyone is wrong so
Turn up the tape, turn up the tape
Dudes defend their highest score
Initial with bits and bytes
Then seal it up with a victory
And wave a flag for their lonely nights
But please understand this song
And please understand that everyone is wrong so
Turn up the tape, turn up the tape
You gotta turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
You gotta turn it up, turn it up
When everything gets blurred
Lost in the fog of your words
From now on
Is it live or what the shit
What difference does it make
Collecting all of the future hits
And settling for another new mistake
But please understand this song
And please understand that everyone is wrong so
Turn up the tape, turn up the tape
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11. |
Light Blue Leader
03:36
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And I can't escape the waiting
Hold your breath and watch it rise
There's no choice except to keep moving on
Find the way and skip the prize
Look down, peering inside the lost foundry
What's left, keep to your need to fall apart
Drift, sinking is how you can beat through
To them, listing inside the last grand fifth cart
An appeal to your last lot
Drawn from land and to the cloud
Patient where we are slow to let things keep rolling along
Now we say what we have vowed
At birth, origins that can't be looked to
We're here, question that and you'll erase all
Change, accepting the day is just too long
Make use, some things can't be left to last place
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12. |
It's Over Wizard
06:12
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It's over, wizard
One more time around the bend and back again
You keep losing friends
And going out of your mind
But I would never leave you far behind
It's over, wizard
Cast out of the circle that you made from stone
Now you're all alone
And going out of your mind
But I would never leave you far behind
And nights when we would count the stars
And looking up there we knew
That you would only go so far
And now you're up there, it's true
And you know so it's
It's over, wizard
One more time around the bend and back again
You're still losing friends
And going out of your mind
But I would never leave you far behind
Oh no
No, I would never leave you far behind
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Weird Mob Charlottesville, Virginia
Weird Mob are an indie pop band from Charlottesville, VA. They like synthesizers, loud guitars, and catchy melodies. They are: Dave Gibson (guitar, keyboards, vocals), Renee Reighart (bass, vocals), Adam Brock (drums, vocals), Bryan Hoffa (guitar, vocals) and Kris Hough (keyboards, vocals). ... more
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