Lyrics
1. Outside Her Room
2. I Can't Let You Get Away
3. History of Love
4. Evette
5. Love Song #2
6. Old Black Car
7. Sharks & Oligarchs
8. February Skies
9. So You're in Love Again
10. Maryland
Headlights of a passing car
move across the wall
see the moonlight catch your face in the mirror
look out the window
at the morning's forming frost
think lord how did I get myself here
lord how did I get myself here
like an island off the coast
of cuba's crowded shores
you are silent as a refugee
you left your life on another family's floors
in a room where nobody sleeps
in a room where nobody sleeps
like an owl on a cedar limb
an icicle in the moon
you just stood outside her room
you just stood outside her room
you step through the hallway
in your untucked shirt and tie
feel for your keys but they're not there
lean against the door and you
hear that sleeping sigh saying
babe did you go anywhere?
ah babe did you go anywhere
the sun is just a memory of
the day you went away
when every child in the street knew your name
you see it in that passing car as you turn to go away
in the dark maybe everyone's the same
in the dark maybe everyone's the same
the ticking of your watch echoes like a revelry tune
you just stood outside her room
you just stood outsider her room
three thousand years from adam's bone
I'm not holding my breath
an empty box with a pretty bow
hold on let me guess
dusty rooms in cheap hotels
with the sheets sewn to the bed
press my ear to a seashell
hear the ocean in my head
I like it when you call me out
I like your eyes on sunny days
I like the ratio of our mouths
You know I cannot forget the taste
I can't let you get away
I can't let you get away
I've had dreams of weather vanes
living rooms filled with toys
boxcars lined with sugar cane
kids in blue cordoroys
so push the chair against the door
don't let me in unless I say
I sleep with one eye on the floor
I don't sleep much anyway
I like your skin when it's cold
every part I can trace
I like the things I don't know
I like the things you say
I can't let you get away
I can't let you get away
three thousand years from adam's bone
I'm not holding my breath
an empty box with a pretty bow
hold on let me guess
The history of love is a violent sound
helicopters up above; searchlights on the ground
I know you turned me in
I felt the wire when we kissed
I heard the click of the tape and saw you talking to that watch on your wrist
Is it true what they say?
This heart is a dangerous place.
The history of love is catching up to me
you left a message in the dust
for when they fingerprint the scene
you say we're alone; but baby if that's the truth
who's that man in the fedora on the corner in that telephone booth?
Is it true what they say?
This heart is a dangerous place.
The history of love is gonna get you too
better get yourself a gun and a fast pair of shoes
it's a shame, I know, but you brought it on yourself
cause the history of love won't just let you love somebody else.
Is it true what they say?
This heart is a dangerous place.
Detectives came from CSI to investigate the homicide
the air was wet and smelled like gasoline
they shined black lights on the motel bed
the sheets sparkled green and red
I held my breath as they analyzed the scene
then I saw evette through the window glass
in wildflowers and highway grass
she turned around and looked right at me
evette, what can I believe?
she's a world that I'll never get
tattooed hands and cigarettes
like a memory I know but can't explain
with her head against the pillow case
her hair in lines across her face
like flower petals poisonous
and strange
her breath is hot her eyes are blue
her freckles filled with black lagoons
alive in the ordinary rain
evette what can I say?
a wooden drawer with steel knives
engagement rings and alibis
the rook advances two and takes the pawn
and I listen through my brittle lungs
for prayers I've prayed and words I've sung
for something I could just rely upon
but Evette goes on and on
I met evette one august night
the air was cool the stars were white
she took my hand and said I'd be her friend
she said I'll take you where the orphans sleep
where barrels burn on secret streets
where winter begins and summer ends
and by a tangle of electric cords
by plastic guns and wooden swords
we shared a blanket where the highway bends
evette I loved you then.
Lonesome as the sun's shadow
yellow through venetian blinds
pidgeons on the ledge
by the window
nest under neon signs
mirror on the wall
photograph tucked beneath the frame
words on the back, the writing's small
an address and a name
I got a premonition
there's somebody out there who knows
about this loneliness that comes and goes
so I turn the radio on
the only kind of love I know is a love song
lonesome as a beggar's home
a bench on Clinton st.
steam in the air men play checkers
huddled on gutter heat
they meet by the river's shore
on the rocks where the moonlight glows.
people pass in whispers daughters in their mother's clothes.
the box moved on iron wheels
to a hole they dug in the ground
pulleys strung across the field
to lay his body down
I walked among them
as the sun shown in our eyes
we processed through the garden
in black suits, black ties.
it's a long way from new york city by the way these old roads bend
I'm getting out of tennessee but I'll be back again
the hills are quilts of yellow leaves
there's blue smoke in the air
I cannot see where this road leads
but I guess I'm going there
they wrote his name in the dust
on the hood of an old black car
they stood in the autumn sun
and drank from mason jars
the earth herself was quiet
no voice came from above
no autumn leaves nor violets
no sacrificial doves.
I don't believe in sharks and oligarchs in foxfur winter coats
but I believe in you
with your antidotes and microscopes and scientific notes
I believe in you
though your mind is bigger than your heart
you've torn through others - I've seen the scars
you came along and said you'd probably leave
but first we'd try it out, we both agreed.
though we both know it's not right
please don't leave me alone tonight
I don't believe cartoons and bending spoons and magic beans in sacks
but I believe in you
with your fancy pets and cigarettes and kisses in the grass
I believe in you
snow is high at my window
icicles hang at my door
the wind howls against the sides of my house
like waves crash on the shore
I haven't left my room in a few days
I feel numb to the movement of time
the streets are filled with sleds on hills
and snow-laced virginia pines
I know it's cold but it will do
you don't have to close your eyes
and I hold on to you
under february skies
I can't say I'm much of a gambler
but I know how to throw the die
if she sticks around, I guess I'll put em all down
and see where my money lies
she is a stone in a old creek bed
bleached by the constant light
she wears monogrammed robes and iron creased clothes
and she talks in her sleep every night
so you're in love again
should I wait it out
and mark the time with baseball cards
just thinking about your pretty mouth
so you're in love again
should I put up a fight
I remember the way you purse your lips
and read your magazines
by the candlelight
so you're in love again
is it real this time
does he know you whisper to animals
does he know you are mine
so you're in love again
don't spare a detail
does he wait on you
like martha to her lord
or does he swallow you whole
like jonah and the whale
let's go then baby
you and I
to where winter begins and summer dies
we'll sleep in the shadows of the sycamore trees
I'll be there for you
and you'll be there for me.
I was on a road
it led some place I'd already been
it reminds me of maryland
it reminds me of you
I could hear cattle cry,
As the light began to fade
the road was cast in shade
I stopped to rest as the shadows grew
from the ground, a tower rose
in silent reverence I went inside
my heart swelled with pride
I thought, my god what man can do
then the road dissolved
tiny fragments each leading out of sight
exploding into fields of light
flashing silver red and blue
have I seen paradise
have I seen seen fire blaze in the thorns
have I seen the child born
have I seen the ancient become new
I am on a road
it leads some place I've already been
it reminds me of maryland
it reminds me of you
