Mountain Goats - Woke Up New

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On the morning when I woke up without you for the first time

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I felt free and I felt lonely and I felt scared

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And I began to talk to myself almost immediately

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Not being used to being the only person there

The first time I made coffee for just myself, I made too much of it
But I drank it all just cause you hate it when I let things go to waste
And I wandered through the house like a little boy lost in the fall
And an astronaut could've seen the hunger in my eyes from space


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And I sang

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Oh, What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?

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What do I do without you?

On the morning when I woke up without you for the first time
I was cold so I put on a sweater and I turned up the heat
And the walls began to close in and I felt so sad and freightened
I practically ran from the living room and into the street

And the wind began to blow and the trees began to pant
And the world in its cold way started coming alive
And I stood there like a buisness man waiting for the train
And I got ready for the future to arrive

And I sang
Oh, What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?
What do I do without you?

Mountain Goats - Wild Sage

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I leave the house as soon as it gets light outside

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Like a prisoner breaking out of jail

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And I steel down to business fifteen-five-oh-one

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like I had a bounty hunter on my tail

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and somebody stops to pick me up

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but he drops me off just down the block

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and along the highway where the empty spirits breathe

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wild sage growing in the weeds

Walked down the soft shoulder and I count my steps
Headed vaguely eastward sun in my eyes
And I lose my footing and I skin my hands breaking my fall
And I laugh to myself, and look up at the skies

And then I think I hear angels in my ears
Like marbles being thrown against a mirror
And along the highway where unlucky stray dogs bleed
Wild sage growing in the weeds


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and some days I don't miss my family

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and some days I do

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some days I think I'd feel better if I tried harder

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most days I know it's not true

I lay down right where I felt cold grass in my face
And I hear the traffic like the rhythm of the tides
And I stare at the scrape on the heel of my hand
'til it doesn't sting so much and until the bloods dried

And when somebody asks if I'm ok
I don't know what to say
And along the highway
From cast-off innumerable seeds
Wild sage growing in the weeds.

Mountain Goats - Southwood Plantation Road

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I've got you

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You've got whatever's left of me to get

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Our conversations are like minefields

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No one's found a safe way through one yet

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I spend a lot of money

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I buy you white gold

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We raise up a little roof

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Against the cold


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On Southwood Plantation Road

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Where at night the stars blow like milk across the sky

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Where the high wires drop

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Where the fat crows fly

All night long you giggle and scream
Your brown eyes deeper than a dream
I am not going to lose you
We are going to stay married
In this house like a Louisiana graveyard
Where nothing stays buried
On Southwood Plantation Road
Where the dead will walk again
Put on their Sunday best
And go with unsuspecting Christian men
La la la la la