BEEN AWAY TOO LONG

YOU CAN’T GO HOME NO I SWEAR YOU NEVER CAN YOU CAN WALK A MILLION MILES AND GET NOWHERE I GOT NOWHERE TO GO EVER SINCE I CAME BACK JUST FILLING IN THE LINES FROM THE HOLES TO THE CRACKS AND NO ONE KNOWS ME NO ONE SAVES ME NO ONE LOVES OR HATES ME I’VE BEEN AWAY FOR TOO

LONG THIS PLACE HAS A SPECIAL KIND OF FALLING APART LIKE THEY PUT THE WHOLE THING TOGETHER IN THE DARK AND NO ONE KNOWS WHERE THE EDGE OF THE KNIFE IS AND NO ONE KNOWS WHAT INTELLIGENT LIFE IS AND NO ONE KNOWS ME NO ONE SAVES ME NO ONE LOVES OR HATES ME BUT IT’S FATE I ONLY EVER

REALLY WANTED A BREAK I’VE BEEN AWAY FOR TOO LONG THOUGH I NEVER REALLY WANTED TO STAY I’VE BEEN AWAY FOR TOO LONG KILOS THROUGH KEY-HOLES WIDOWS THROUGH WINDOWS PILOTS THROUGH EYELETS EVERYONE IS SILENT TANKARDS AND FLAGONS AND SNIFTERS AND FLUTES ON MY WAY HOME

BUT IT’S FATE I ONLY EVER REALLY WANTED A BREAK I’VE BEEN AWAY FOR TOO LONG THOUGH I NEVER REALLY WANTED TO STAY I’VE BEEN AWAY BUT IT’S FATE I ONLY EVER REALLY WANTED A BREAK I’VE BEEN AWAY FOR TOO LONG THOUGH I NEVER REALLY WANTED TO STAY I’VE BEEN AWAY FOR TOO LONG

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NON-STATE ACTOR

COIN IN EVERY POCKET MORE MOUTHS TO FILL SO WEAK IN THE LAND STRONG IN THE WILL (NEED) I’LL BE YOUR BEAST OF BURDEN I’LL BE THE SEED I BRING YOU THE HEALER FEEL YOUR DISEASE I BRING DIRTY WATER AND MAKE IT CLEAN (YOUNG) AND YOU ARE THE CURE I AM THE DRUG AND WE SETTLE FOR

A LITTLE BIT MORE THAN EVERYTHING WE’RE NOT ELECTED BUT WE WILL SPEAK WE’RE NOT THE CHOSEN BUT WE BELIEVE AND WE SETTLE FOR A LITTLE BIT MORE THAN EVERYTHING BULLETS, GUNS AND MISSILES A STONE AND A SLING A MOTHERLESS COUNTRY OF THEE I SING (SONG) YOU ARE THE TANK AND ROCKETS

I AM THE BOMB I TEACH YOU A LESSON SWORD FOR A PEN READING TURN THE PAGES A HISTORY OF MAN (LOOK) YOU ARE TABULA RASA I AM THE BOOK AND WE SETTLE FOR A LITTLE BIT MORE THAN EVERYTHING WE’RE NOT ELECTED BUT WE WILL SPEAK WE’RE NOT THE CHOSEN BUT WE BELIEVE AND WE SETTLE FOR

A LITTLE BIT MORE THAN EVERYTHING I’M A NON-STATE ACTOR I’M A NON-STATE ACTOR I’M A NON-STATE I’M A NON-STATE ACTOR AND WE SETTLE FOR A LITTLE BIT MORE THAN EVERYTHING WE’RE NOT ELECTED BUT WE WILL SPEAK WE’RE NOT THE CHOSEN BUT WE BELIEVE AND WE SETTLE FOR A LITTLE BIT MORE THAN EVERYTHING

A LITTLE BIT MORE A LITTLE BIT MORE A LITTLE BIT MORE

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BY CROOKED STEPS

I’M ADDICTED TO FEELING STEALING LOVE ISN’T STEALING CAN’T YOU SEE THAT I UNDERSTAND YOUR MIND? I’M A WALKING BELIEVER I’M A GHOST AND A HEALER I’M THE SHAPE OF THE HOLE INSIDE YOUR HEART NOT LOOKING FOR A BRIGHTER SIDE CROOKED STEPS WILL TAKE ME HIGHER I DON’T CARE IF YOU WANT TO CRY I’M A SOLDIER FOR HIRE KILLING ALL YOU ADMIRE AND YOU LIVE IN DENIAL BUT THAT WILL CHANGE NOT LOOKING FOR A BRIGHTER SIDE CROOKED STEPS WILL

TAKE ME HIGHER I DON’T CARE IF YOU WANT TO CRY WHEN BLOOD IS RAINING DOWN IT CUTS A DEEP DEEP RIVER AND WE’RE DIVING YEAH WE’RE DIVING MY CROOKED STEPS RIGHT BEHIND YOU MY CROOKED STEPS RIGHT BEHIND YOU MY CROOKED STEPS RIGHT BEHIND YOU MY CROOKED STEPS RIGHT BEHIND YOU

RIGHT BEHIND YOU RIGHT BEHIND YOU RIGHT BEHIND YOU

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A THOUSAND DAYS BEFORE

LIFE A THOUSAND DAYS AGO HOURS SINKING IN A HOLE TRY TO MELT INTO THE WALLS NOW I AM HERE INSIDE THE BOWL HERE IN THE COLD WHERE NO ONE STANDS BEHIND ME NOW A THOUSAND DAYS HAVE GONE AGAIN LIKE THE SUN AND MOON AT WAR AND GIVE OR TAKE A THOUSAND MORE HERE IN THE COLD WHERE NO ONE STANDS BEHIND ME I’LL BE ON MY OWN SIDE YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME HERE IN THE COLD WHERE NO ONE STANDS BESIDE ME I’LL BE ON MY OWN SIDE YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME YOU KNOW WHERE TO FIND ME BORN WITH A THOUSAND LITTLE HOLES AND A TEAR TO FILL UP EVERY ONE

A THOUSAND TO IGNORE I’LL BE ON MY OWN SIDE I’LL BE ON MY OWN SIDE

MUSIC: THAYIL LYRICS: CORNELL TAMBURA: ADAM KASPER

FLOWER OF POWER HORNS: TRUMPET: JEFF MCGRATH TENOR/BASS TROMBONE: GREG POWERS HORN ARRANGEMENT: KIM THAYIL MANDOLIN: KIM THAYIL

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BLOOD ON THE VALLEY FLOOR

MOUNTAINS ALL AROUND ALTOGETHER WE STUMBLE ELEVEN MILLION CLOWNS EVERY ONE WITH A RAZOR OUT AND THE SMOKE LIES ON THE VALLEY FLOOR AND THE BLOOD DRIES WHILE WE SPILL SOME MORE ONCE WE WERE THE END THE END OF THE LONG ROAD LEADING TO THE START OF THE EVER-INVADING CROWDS

AND THE SMOKE LIES ON THE VALLEY FLOOR AND THE BLOOD DRIES WHILE WE SPILL ENDLESS SUMMER NEEDLESS SPACE FILL IT ALL UP WITH A VOID MOUNTAINS ALL AROUND ALTOGETHER WE TUMBLE DOWN AND THE SMOKE LIES ON THE VALLEY FLOOR AND THE BLOOD DRIES WHILE WE SPILL SOME MORE

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BONES OF BIRDS

TIME IS MY FRIEND TIL IT AIN’T AND RUNS OUT AND THAT IS ALL THAT I HAVE TIL IT’S GONE TRY TO BUILD A HOME BONES OF BIRDS SINGING IN THE COLD AND FALL TO EARTH HEY, SOMETIMES SHE WON’T CRY WHEN THE SMALLEST ONE IS DROWNED TOO WEAK TO SURVIVE PROBABLY.... MAYBE TRY TO LOOK OUT

THROUGH A HOLE IN A BAG CIRCLE ABOVE LOOKING DOWN BIRD OF PREY TRY TO BUILD A HOME BONES OF BIRDS SINGING IN THE COLD AND FALL TO EARTH HEY, SOMETIMES SHE WON’T CRY WHEN THE SMALLEST ONE IS DROWNED TOO WEAK TO SURVIVE PROBABLY.... MAYBE

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TAREE

THOUGH I CAN’T PUT MY HANDS ON YOU I CAN FEEL YOU NOW IN THE BONES AND THE BLOOD FLOWING NEEDLES ON THE GROUND IN THE ETHER I SAIL TO YOU FLOATING ON THE FUMES RUN AGROUND ON THE SHORE FOR YOU SIMPLE WRECKAGE TAREE WALK OUT AND RAISE THE ROAD TO MY TILTED SHADOW I ONLY KNOW

I’VE MADE IT HOME WHEN I DROWN IN YOUR GHOST LIGHT THOUGH I CAN’T PUT A NAME ON YOU I WILL CRY IT OUT IN MY HEART I WILL HOLD WHAT MY BLOODY HANDS HAVE DROPPED RUN AROUND ON THE FLOOR FOR YOU SIMPLE WRECKAGE TAREE WALK OUT AND RAISE THE ROAD

TO MY TILTED SHADOW I ONLY KNOW I’VE MADE IT HOME WHEN I DROWN IN YOUR GHOST LIGHTTAREE! TAREE! TAREE!

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ATTRITION

LAY HERE UNDER BOMBAST AND GLOOM A PARADE OF GHOULS MARCHES BY HEADED DOWN TO NERO’S TOMB RAISING FLAGS AND BURNING RIGHTS WARM YOURSELF BY A GOD-MADE FIRE PINOCCHIO WITH SPINNING EYES LAUGH ALOUD UNDER BOMB-LIT SKIES A VICTIM’S SMILE NEVER LIES YOU HAVE ALWAYS LIVED YOUR LIFE

LIKE A JOKE WITH NO TIME WHAT YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT UNTIL YOU GET THE PUNCH LINE RIGHT? ON THE CLIFF ABOVE STORMY WAVES CAN’T DECIDE TO CLIMB OR DROWN UP IS FOLLY AND DOWN DISGRACE UNDER THUMBS OVER WRITTEN THE LADDER IS POISON HAVE TO FIND A NEW WAY AROUND

WHAT YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT? WHAT YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT? WHAT YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT? WHAT YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT?

MUSIC/LYRICS: SHEPHERD STUN GUITAR: BUBBA DUPREE BACKING VOCALS: MATT CAMERON

BACKING VOCALS: BEN SHEPHERD ADDITIONAL GUITAR: BEN SHEPHERD BARITONE GUITAR: BEN SHEPHERD

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BLACK SATURDAY

PROMISE SOMETHING KILL ME RIGHT AWAY IF I START TO GET SLOW AND DON’T REMEMBER HOW TO SEPARATE THE WORM FROM THE APPLE DON’T WAIT TIL TOMORROW KILL ME RIGHT AWAY IF I START TO LISTEN TO THE VOICES TELLING ALL THE MOUTHS WHAT THEY NEED TO SWALLOW DO THAT FOR ME IT’S THE LEAST THAT YOU CAN DO

DON’T BE AFRAID I WOULD DO THE SAME FOR YOU BURN OUT ANY MEMORY OF ME EVER BREATHING UNTIL I’M BORN AGAIN I WAS THIRSTY I REMEMBER THAT YOU GAVE ME SOME WATER I WAS ANGRY AT EVERYTHING AT ONCE YOU GAVE ME NO TROUBLE I WAS CRYING I REMEMBER THAT YOU GAVE ME YOUR SHOULDER

DO THAT FOR ME IT’S THE LEAST THAT YOU CAN DO DON’T BE AFRAID I WOULD DO THE SAME FOR YOU BURN OUT ANY MEMORY OF ME EVER BREATHING UNTIL I’M BORN AGAIN BORN AGAIN BORN AGAIN

MUSIC/LYRICS: CORNELL ADDITIONAL VOCALS: BULLET FLOWER OF POWER HORNS: TRUMPET: JEFF MCGRATH

TENOR/BASS TROMBONE: GREG POWERS TENOR AND BARITONE SAXOPHONE: BRAD STEVENS HORN ARRANGEMENT: KIM THAYIL

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HALFWAY THERE

I WOKE UP WITH MY FEET NAILED DOWN AND MY HEAD MOVING THE SPEED OF SOUND HAD A DREAM I WAS CAUGHT IN A MAZE AND COULDN’T FIND MY WAY BACK OUT SOME WERE BORN TO MOVE MOUNTAINS AROUND AND SOME TO ROT AWAY IN JAIL I GET AN ITCH AND WHEN I AM SCRATCHING EVERYTHING CAN GO TO HELL

AND HOW FAR IS HALFWAY THERE? I DIDN’T SEE YOU ON THE TRAIL DID ALMOST BECOME GOOD ENOUGH? SHOULD A GOOD LIFE BE SO HARD WON? IS THAT WHAT OUR DREAMS HAVE BECOME? SOMETIMES WHEN YOU’RE SHOOTING AN ARROW IT CAN FLY ACROSS THE SKY SO PROUD I WOULD GO ALL THE WAY TO THE SUN IF I DIDN’T HAVE

TO COME BACK DOWN AND HOW FAR IS HALFWAY THERE? I DIDN’T SEE YOU ON THE TRAIL DID ALMOST BECOME GOOD ENOUGH? SHOULD A GOOD LIFE BE SO HARD WON IS THAT WHAT OUR DREAMS HAVE BECOME? HAVE YOU GOT A CAR? SOMEWHERE TO SLEEP? SOMEONE WHO LOVES YOU? SOMETHING TO EAT? I WOULD SAY YOU’RE DOING

BETTER THAN MOST THOUGH MAYBE NOT AS WELL AS SOME AND HOW FAR IS HALFWAY THERE? I DIDN’T SEE YOU ON THE TRAIL DID ALMOST BECOME GOOD ENOUGH? SHOULD A GOOD LIFE BE SO HARD WON? IS THAT WHAT ARE DREAMS HAVE BECOME IS THAT WHAT OUR DREAMS HAVE BECOME?

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WORSE DREAMS

LET IT SWIRL AROUND YOU NOW AND LET IT FALL APART PUT IT BACK AGAIN AND FIND EVERY PIECE BUT IT’S NOT THE SAME AND YOU NEVER CAN BE SURE JUST HOW IT LOOKED WHEN YOU STARTED TURN AROUND AGAIN NOW AND DO IT ALL OVER AND OVER LIKE A DOLL FROM A BAD DREAM WHEN IT’S GONE

WORSE DREAMS ARE BORN EVERYBODY IN, SIT DOWN AND KEEP ON HOLDING ON PULL YOUR ARMS AROUND BLACK CLOUDS DROWN AND THE RAIN IS WALKING BODY IN THE GROUND BY NOW DOWN SEVEN FEET AND ROLLING HANGING ON THE TAIL OF THE SUNRISE TIL YOU CAN’T LET GO LIKE A DOLL FROM A BAD DREAM

WHEN IT’S GONE WORSE DREAMS ARE BORN LIKE A DOLL FROM A SAD DREAM WHEN IT’S GONE WORSE DREAMS ARE BORN

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EYELID’S MOUTH

IN THE EYELID’S MOUTH ON THE IRIS TONGUE WHEN A SCREAM FALLS OUT ONLY THE TEAR HAS WON ONLY THE TEAR HAS WON WHO LET THE WATER RUN DOWN? (CRY INTERNAL) WHO LET THE RIVER RUN DRY? (LIVE INTERNAL) WHO LET THE WATER RUN OUT? (BURN INTERNAL) WHO LET THE RIVER RUN WILD? (DIE INTERNAL)

THROUGH THE EYELET COMES UNIMAGINED LIGHT UNREMEMBERED SUN ONLY THE RIVERS RUN BUT NEVER HIDE WHO LET THE WATER RUN DOWN? (CRY INTERNAL) WHO LET THE RIVER RUN DRY? (LIVE INTERNAL) WHO LET THE WATER RUN OUT? (BURN INTERNAL) WHO LET THE RIVER RUN WILD? (DIE INTERNAL)

MUSIC: CAMERON LYRICS: CORNELL ADDITIONAL GUITAR: MIKE MCCREADY, COURTESY OF MONKEYWRENCH RECORDS MOOG: MATT CAMERON

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ROWING

DON’T KNOW WHERE I’M GOING I JUST KEEP ON ROWING I JUST KEEP ON PULLING GOTTA ROW MOVING IS BREATHING AND BREATHING IS LIFE STOPPING IS DYING YOU’LL BE ALRIGHT LIFE IS A HAMMER WAITING TO DROP ADRIFT IN THE SHALLOWS AND THE ROWING WON’T STOP DON’T KNOW WHERE I’M GOING

I JUST KEEP ON ROWING I JUST KEEP ON PULLING GOTTA ROW CAN’T SEE THE SKY NOTHING ON THE HORIZON CAN’T FEEL MY HANDS AND THE WATER KEEPS RISING CAN’T FALL ASLEEP CAUSE I’LL WAKE UP DEAD I JUST KEEP ON PULLING I JUST KEEP ON ROLLING DON’T KNOW WHERE I’M GOING DON’T KNOW WHERE I’M GOING

I JUST KEEP ON ROWING I JUST KEEP ON PULLING GOTTA ROW ROWING IS LIVING AND LIVING IS HARD BUT LIVING BEATS LOSING ALL THAT WE ARE AND ALL THAT WE KNOW OF AND ALL THAT WE FEEL AND ALL WE REMEMBER IMAGINED OR REAL I HEARD AN ECHO BUT THE ANSWER HAD CHANGED FROM THE WORD

I REMEMBER THAT I STARTED OUT SAYING LIVING IS CHEATING IF YOU’RE NOT PULLING OARS BUT THE CURRENT IS LEAVING I’LL GET MINE, YOU’LL GET YOURS DON’T KNOW WHERE I’M GOING I JUST KEEP ON ROWING I JUST KEEP ON PULLING GOTTA ROW ROWING IS BLEEDING AND BLEEDING IS BREATHING

BREATHING IS FEELING BURNING OR FREEZING KEEP GETTING DIRTY BUT I STARTED OUT CLEAN KEEP ON PULLING I KEEP ON PULLING I KEEP ON ROLLING I KEEP ON ROLLING I KEEP ON ROLLING DON’T KNOW WHERE I’M GOING I JUST KEEP ON ROWING I JUST KEEP ON PULLING GOTTA ROW

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