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Widespread Panic Album


Free Somehow (02/12/2008)
02/12/2008
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Ah, here we go
To the other side of the tracks
Um, maybe your best friends
I don't think they're taking it back

No, no, no
Don't let 'em get in your head

Yeah, you make a living
Try to hit one over the fence
Um, change your focus
Don't have to make it make sense

Oh why, baby why?
Don't let it bother your head
My, oh my
I hope it wasn't something I said

Boom boom boom, oh, we've been shaken now
Boom boom boom, breaking the glass
Boom boom boom, wait for a miracle
Boom boom boom

Hey, let's keep it moving
I think that our covers been blown
Ooh, I know we've got our troubles
And maybe we should let 'em alone

No, no, no
Not really hard as they say

Ssh, I hear it too
It's all just talk on the street
Um, waves in the parking lot
They all start taking the heat

No, baby, no
Really not as hot as they say
Oh, winds blows
Get to Mexico in a day

Boom boom boom, oh, let me shake it now
Boom boom boom, breaking the glass
Boom boom boom, oh, look at the miracle
Boom boom boom

I stand in your shining light
Comes and puts it day by day
Light the fuse and get away
I hope that they hear you calling

Boom boom boom, earth is shaken now
Boom boom boom, breaking the glass
Boom boom boom, ah, tiny miracles
Boom boom boom

Now here we go again
Running smooth on the tracks
Yeah, everybody's beautiful
It's love that's on the attack

Oh, high, baby high
That's the other side of the bed
My, oh my
Doggy's still gotta get fed, oh

Boom boom boom, I'm shaken now
Boom boom boom, breaking the glass
Boom boom boom, it's a miracle
Boom boom boom

Boom boom boom, I've been shaken
Boom boom boom, breaking the glass
Boom boom boom, tiny miracles
Boom boom boom

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They kill it in the comedy clubs, killing in the schools
Make a killin' on Wall Street, it's just the golden rule
Do unto others is surely what they do
Remember the memories, we were all once children too

Ashes, ashes, all in the name of who?

We say howdy neighbor? I love you, mom and dad
But if you're a stranger you must want something we have
I know you don't like me, am I really that bad?
Remember the schoolyard, there were no strangers, oh, in that sand

Fascist, fascist, ooh, let's see a show of hands
All gonna fly, we're gonna need a safe place tonight

This is the picture I painted this morning
These are the colors, memories forming
These are the pictures that we painted together

We elected our leaders, so we've been told
Got no right to complain, oh, we've bought what they sold
Slogan of the day is put peace on hold
Lennon would have us laughing, oh, if we'd just let him grow

Pacifist, pacifist, oh, ain't we a sight to behold

Some people feel so much, we're making new drugs
Mister Rogers and Oprah, other channels have blood
Tryin', dyin', water and mud
Forgive for the love, take a walk on the flood
Forgiving for the love, walk on the flood

Ashes, ashes, and blood on the flood

This is the picture I painted this morning
These are the colors, oh, this was my warning
These are the pictures

These are the pictures I painted this morning
These are the colors, memories forming
These are the pictures, oh, we painted together

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Angels On High

[No lyrics]

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Three candles light the sea, all is quite
Tired of distractions, eastern skies
Fool me once, oh, fool me twice
Oh, tonight's play of illusion

Something whispered against the wind, words scatter
Sweet confusion, blissful lunacy
Bits of wax, moon drops on the sea
Oh, tonight

Three candles light the sea
Come together, rope, wood and steel
Out of body, outside of time
Driftwood dancers, splinters of the mind

Time began, still never seen all together
At the edge ships become the waves
Candles honor the stars in their flame
Oh, tonight

Three candles light the sea
Come together, rope, wood and steel
Out of body, outside of time
Driftwood dancers

Oh, three candles light the sea
Come together, rope, wood and steel
Out of body, outside of time
Driftwood dancers, splinters of the mind

. . .


I wanna be free right now
Voices inside my head
I know I'll be free somehow
Quietest voices said

Oh, staying awake a while
Old movies in black and bliss
Lost and still found somehow
In a place like this, a place just like this

Little windows of fantasy
Her eyes telling what she sees
Stepping back from this world for now
I think that I'll be coming 'round
I think I should be coming 'round

Wanna be free somehow
See the forest for the grass
Wonder through it all
Through the looking glass

A smile appears in the tree branch there
Take the Hatter's words in jest
Don't wake her up, she could be dreaming you
Just taking a little rest, a couple of moments rest

Kids remembering just to be, make it up as they go
Oh, stepping back from the mirrors and smoke
And I think that I'll be coming 'round
Think I might be coming 'round
I guess that I'll be coming 'round

I wanna be free somehow
Voices inside my head
Oh, I got to be free right now
The quietest voices said

Settle in for a while
Some things we'll never miss
We're lost and still found somehow
What are you doing in a place like this?
Nice girl in a place like this

Like she's watching a comedy
She's laughing in her sleep
Drifting out of my body now
Don't think I'll be coming down
I don't think I'll be coming down
Don't think I'll be coming down

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She complained, you look different, yeah, but I'm keeping my name
You're not drinking the usual, I said it all tastes the same
She fled, you smell like L.A., yeah, but check out my new frames
You know these cool shades make you look bitching

Oh, she split from our table mumbling remember to tip
I had a twenty in ready but I said I might skip
Some people act funny when you're just trying to be hip
Oh, spend a little time outside the kitchen

Magnificent miles, trying out this new walk
And people are watching, it's like stepping on chalk
Learning curves behind like a memory stalks
But in all it's an innocent mission

She rang late last night, said that wasn't you, was it?
I said all colors of money are fit for deposit
Half naked right now, I've got soup in the closet
Oh, it's sometimes with words I'm just fishing

Should I come over? It sounds like you need me
I said, hey, that's funny, you sound like my TV
Just try this thing once, it'll make life so easy
And even puppies come under suspicion

Then a lover came knocking, I opened the door
With an apple in my hand, she said, what's that core?
It's the past and the future, but I shouldn't say more
And that's just my radio hissing

Well, I know you too well and I know you're no villain
I said, don't look now 'cause I'm ripping off Dylan
What you see is a little crusty, the real thing's the fillin?
The sound bite from a verbal beautician

All the jokers in this world, they're swarming like bees
Catch one to the head, make you fall to your knees
Lenny Bruce was a prophet in the 1960's
Two shows at tonight's inquisition

And drifted and dreaming, lost in the bed
Body's ups and down are just food for the head
It's front page and French fries or the funny pages instead
We tickle the truth into submission

All in all it's an innocent mission
Just tickle the truth into submission
And tickle the truth into submission

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Rise, rise, rise, fly above your head
Cups are running over, voices out of breath
Time, time, time, and time's have come again
Part another red-eye sea, talking it to death

Just because you mean it
Doesn't mean we've seen it

Call, call, call me through the night
When we finally answer, will they get it right
Oh, run, run, child, run it up the pole
Hard to say you hate 'em , just doing what they're told

Just because you feel it
Doesn't mean it's real

Now it's clear, the air in here
Is dragging down the shine as it grows thicker
Others say magic's gone away
Look closer maybe you might see the flicker

Talk, talk, talk, wagging of your tongue
Wishing it was over, doesn't make it done
Cry, baby, cry, now smash up all your chair
Just because we're laughing doesn't mean that we don't care

Just because you feel it
Doesn't mean we feel it

Just because you feel it
Doesn't mean we feel it

Now it's clear, the air in here
Is dragging down the shine as it grows thicker
Others say magic's gone away
Look closer maybe you will see the flicker

Olden days had their way
Shine escapes, the shadows moving quicker
Now it's clear, the air in here
Shining in the lights, a thousand flickers

Bye, bye, bye, thought you lost a friend
Maybe found the love you seek, leaving in the end

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Dark day program, pen to page
Nothing's broken, show our age
Feed the flame, tears enrage
Wait till mornin', face the day

Now we're toiling over
Thoughts and mixed emotions
Hard to really see
What's lying underneath

Like a roller coaster
Up and down just floatin'
Touch the grass and leaves
Faces in the trees

Oh, kick 'em over, the darkened days
And tip 'em over, darkened days
The door is open, light the way
Light the way, oh

Pain and passion from the rack
Smokin' jacket, gunny sack
Feed the flames, safest bet
They all know that we're not done yet

All that we're expectin'
What the heart's rejectin'
Play the giving hand
Just a change of plans

Now the kings and castles
Don't seem worth the hassle
Recent precedent
Feigning innocence

Oh, tip 'em over, darkened days
Kick 'em over, darkened days
Doors will open, light the way
Another day

Hold your heart out for all to see
Words were spoken, on our knees
Feed the flame, last to fade
Angels know just what you mean

Now we're turning older
Time has made us bolder
Love and tragedy
Easy now to see

All that we're desertin?
Was it worth the hurtin'
See it in your eyes
Crystal blue as sky

Oh, now they're over, darkest days
Cryin's over, darkened days
War is over, light the way
Go on our way, oh, gone our way

Oh, kick 'em over, darkened days
Tip 'em over, darkened days
Ooh, sweeter memories, place to stay
Light the way, oh, light the way
Ooh, light the way

Tip 'em over

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Her dance needs no body
No body at all
She is both darkness and light
Just a shadow on the wall

He's a wink of a black cat's eye
At the end of an unlit hall
Both the lady and her lover
Both the child and her doll

Time, has no body at all
Over and over and over
Surrender, surrender, surrender
Rage gently, gently

She's a warm breath on a window
Tangled hummingbirds fall
The earth 'lone is her footprint
All the wind is her shawl

Her dance needs no body
No body at all

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The whole pie was your piece
The fillin' your pride
Jivin' 'round the kitchen
Just carryin' on

No pies are coolin' on the window
Still empty inside
Your sorry's no good
The little ones already cried

One chicken took a lickin'
So many feathers to hide
And nobody woke you
All the breakfast is gone

Your belly's all stretched
Making noise, feeling bad
The rooster never crowed
He was already fried

We were born one day
Lived up 'til now
Calf in the field
Nest on the bough

One day for sure
If what's done is done
Do we pass on with what we've got
Or get back what we passed on

You've had your turn at the wheel
We've been long out of gas
The others are spent, boy
From pushing your ride

The next hill's are steepest
Better get down and behind
All got to push
To reach the other side

We were born one day
Lived up 'til now
Calf in the field
Nest on the bough

One day for sure
We'll know if what's done is done
We pass on with what we've got
Or get back what we passed on

We pass on with what we got
Or get back what passed on?
We pass on with what we got
Or just pass on?

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Well, I can't sleep, I've been up all night
Laughin' in Savannah with the Bay Street moon
By the wet smell of sulfur from the cobblestones
I've been up all night, been up all night

Well, I dream of heaven, and I feel like hell
The children in their church clothes
Sunday mornin' bells, my head is spinnin'
They're taking their toll
Been up all night, been up all night

Up all night, been up all night

Been up all night, oh, been up all night

And the best thing about New Years is the Christmas lights
Hiding in the day, exposed at night
Sunrise in my sunset, the Georgia sky
I've been up all night

We've been out all night
Oh, I've been out all night
Up all night , hey
We've up all night, been up all night
Oh, been up all night

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