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A Girl In Port Okkervil River Let fall your soft and swaying skirt Let fall your shoes, let fall your shirt I'm not the lady-killing sort Enough to hurt a girl in port Marie's gone blonde and lost a stone She lay on her lawn, spun Okkervil River Ciaran Lavery Okkervil River on the radio, you never heard them before Remember when your dad gave you hell and you cried on the bathroom floor And we saved all our money for the day we'd up and get away We never said Just Give Me Time Okkervil River This red-haired girl of mine tore a pinecone from the pine To cut into her palm, singing the song her sinking lover sung I shut my eyes, ripped the train from off the line But a sudden gust of snow blew The Room I'm Hiding In Okkervil River There once was desperation Now just medication The bathroom walls have always been so scribbled on Just like your skin But that's the room I'm hiding in Is just a vindication So hang the flag at half-mast Okkervil River Song Okkervil River Down by Okkervil River slow silent thick and black, I stared into the water, and the water it stared back. Kansas City Okkervil River The river is deep and the river is wide, and the girl that I love is on the other side. She wants to move to Kansas City: ？？짖€？？"Move, pretty baby, where the sky is so blue.？？짖€？？？？ A Favor Okkervil River Rapt in Star Wars sheets With my hand across your belly We waded through the watercolor We waded through the watercolor And drunk in your parents' house Junk coming out of your mouth We were buried in A Glow Okkervil River Come into the den, come into the den You've got a glow Climb into my arms with blood on your clothes You've got a glow And you're no one's but mine And nobody knows the land where he's lying No heat in In A Radio Song Okkervil River Black, black sheep boy, blue-eyed charmer, head hanging with horns from your father - oh, in a cold little mirror you were grown, by a black little wind you were blown, alone, alone, alone. A Hand To Take Hold Of The Scene Okkervil River I'm the band in a show 'Bout a man holding hands with his wife On a therapist couch with his face to the ground After fucking around countless nights And there's this one episode Close-up cameras were Blanket and Crib Okkervil River Because time will see that it's replaced in a while. So go on, smile. And handshakes all around: that's your style, and no one would call it denial, for you're not even sure what's in store. Our Life Is Not A Movie Or Maybe Okkervil River s just a bad movie where there's no crying Handing the keys to me in this Red Lion Where the lock that you locked in the suite Says there's no prying When the breath that you breathed in the street Screams A King And A Queen Okkervil River Make a scene, but don't lie on the bed, laid out like you're dead, because honey, you're murdering me. Be a little sheep learning who'll shear and who'll feed. The hands come and they leave. John Allyn Smith Sails Okkervil River said And thirty-one I was impressionable, I was upsettable I tried to make my breathing stop, my heart beat slow So when my mom and John came in I would be cold From a bridge on Washington Avenue The year Another Radio Song Okkervil River Sit back, no song is written It's nothing you thought of Yourself It's just a ghost, came unbidden To this house This infection gets stronger every year This seed in the water of your tear There is no Song About a Star Okkervil River Was he small and cold, like a ring you call up from home, held so tightly his limbs went numb, worn away between your finger and thumb? Well, now he's bought and sold. The President's Dead Okkervil River A shot through my heart, like a knife right through bread, The newspaper said the president's dead. The sea doesn't dry and the sky isn't split, But friends it just seems so wrong, don't it? You Can't Hold The Hand Of A Rock And Roll Man Okkervil River This week's cash for last week's grass your crew collates While you sit in the van and wait Gassed and trashed and smashed, young cads roasting away On a sunny summer day or, okay, an August night anyway Dead Faces Okkervil River 짖€" we go laughing and running down to the water, there by the sea where the body just floats like a rowboat and the moon's like a harbor light lit in the sky. Maine Island Lovers Okkervil River We take each night's journey to the hotel in a hurry, where we love without worry on a bed that's five days dirty. And we read without irony from a book my husband bought for me. Listening To Otis Redding At Home During Christmas Okkervil River On a cold afternoon you can float room to room like a ghost. Take the cr？？？？？？짢che out and argue about who gets to set up the kings. And I know that it's home because that's where the stereo sings ？？ Happy Hearts Okkervil River Why must happy hearts break so hard, leave you curled up in the back seat of a car, staring up at the windshield? When will broken hearts learn how to heal? Savannah Smiles Okkervil River Midnight late last week, my daughter's diary Didn't know what it might be 'til it was open I only read one page and then put it away Talk about your big mistakes, hey, Shan, nice going Photos show no tears, in No Key, No Plan Okkervil River > When I'm hosed and they're closing in, maybe only then, really, I'll try to get right with myself. So Come Back, I Am Waiting Okkervil River A black sheep boy revolves over canyons and waterfalls. A black sheep boy dissolves in syringe or in shower stall. He says ？？짖€？？" Plus Ones Okkervil River no one wants a tune about the 100th luftballoon That was seen shooting from the window of your room To be a spot against the sky's colossal gloom And land deflated in some neighbor's state that's strewn My Bad Days Okkervil River Where we open up a foreign door with a pair of foreign hands. Where we find ourselves alone at the foot of a pair of foreign stairs. Dear Mother, you know how our bad days can catch us unawares. And I Have Seen the World of Dreams Okkervil River There's one world in the distance, one world in the way, And not one can stay. Missing Children Okkervil River "Kids get lost Lands out wandering Bigger, blacker, things go following Then into a patch of forest Somebody once planted for this Songs not over, phone's still ringing Eyes still rolling, eyes still clinging The Velocity of Saul at the Time of his Conversion Okkervil River In my new dream the light's shining on me, little needles of sodium unstitch the seams of the sky. Hold your head higher, the heavenly choir is settling in for the night.