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Background information
Origin Duluth, Minnesota, United States
Genre(s) Indie Rock
Slowcore
Years active 1993—present
Label(s) Sub Pop
Kranky Records
Website Website
Members
Alan Sparhawk
Mimi Parker
Steve Garrington
Former members
John Nichols
Zak Sally
Matt Livingston



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Secret Name (1999)
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I remember every number
I remember graduation
I remember painted faces
No they couldn't believe it was you
I knew

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We'll call it starfire
Who will know
I want a station of my own
I have the tools
I have my rule

I'll load the back and you can drive
Broken bodies all the time
Let's take a ride
Starfire tonight
Ten thousand miles away
Away

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And the light, it burns your skin
In a language you don't understand

It's not that hard
It is not that hard

That's not all
Voices small
Heed them either way they call

Two-step around the room
Kneel down on white
Two-step around the room
Kneel down on white
Two-step around the room
You can kneel down on white
Two-step around the room
You can kneel down on white

That's not all
Voices small
Heed them either way they call

And the light, it burns your skin
In a language you don't understand

. . .


Take a cupful from your hand
Wait for forty days
Make a river through the sand
'Til you're called by a secret name

And the weight of the water has brought me back to this

Just leave me to the river
Let it cleanse my face
I have no power to ward it
Like the baptism of the earth

And the weight of the water has brought me back to this

And the step where you stood
As I bleed from the wound
How I cower to that weight
Still I'll make this water home

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Oh, speak to me Adam and Eve
Oh, Missouri
Oh, Missouri
You wanted it back, faces painted black
Oh, Missouri
Oh, Missouri
What did you get for your dishes and sweat
Oh, Missouri
Oh, Missouri
Oh, Missouri
Oh, Missouri
Oh, speak to me Adam and Eve
Oh, Missouri
Oh, Missouri
Oh, Missouri
Oh, Missouri
Oh, Missouri

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Carry the weight
And wait at the last
Bloodied my leg
And buried my fist
I don't understand
I don't understand
I send it away
Now it's back in my breast
And drag you to town
Treat you just like a son
Alone in my house
Did they teach you to run
I don't understand
I don't understand
I don't understand

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Soon, it will be over.
I laughed under my breath, over your shoulder.
There's a message out tonight,
Nobody's looking at the sky.

Soon, it will be over.
I laughed under my breath, over your shoulder.
You think that I don't know your name,
And now your face is all in flames.

You think that I don't know your name,
And now we'll stand there all amazed.

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Tell me is the time as slow
Only when your eyes are closed
Do we stand to waste some more?
Am I still immune?
Am I naked too?

Does it taste like home?
Only when your eyes are closed
Have you been away too long?
Am I still immune?
Am I naked too?
Am I naked too?

Tell me is the time as slow
Only when your eyes are closed?
Is the point to stay too long?
Am I still immune?
Am I naked too?
Am I naked too?
Feels like being used

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Don't go without, we'd surely die
To go without is suicide
Are you a lion or a lamb
Are you as guilty as i am

Are you a lion or a lamb

Are you as guilty as I am

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It was one of those days
Of salvation and loss
Just one of those days
When you weight for the worst
First they hold you for a ransom
Then they buy you for a song
Just one of those days
When you laugh at what you've done
How they ripped you from the pages
Oh you waited for the best
It was one of those days
Of salvation and loss

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Will the night last forever
Stay by my side
'Cause tonight, together
Would be divine
But once it's gone
Your face to hide
Against the sun
The moon
Am I on the other side
So blind
So long
Goodbye
Goodnight

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Home, everybody wants to go home
Even when they're old
Even when they're small
Home, everybody wants to go home
Even when they're old
Even when they're small
Home
Home
Home
Home

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Once he was up in a plane
Saw the world as it was
Only to come down again
Only to come down again

Left to his own accord
He would sit up all night
Nothing from anyone else
Nothing from anyone else

Clothes that hang his frame
Now he could go either way
Marvels at what he believed
Marvels at what he can see

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I held your last breath in my hand
I held your last word in my heart

Without the recourse
Without the light bulb
Without your reasons
What more do I know?

I held your last breath in my hand
I held your last word in my heart
I held your last hope in my mouth
I held your last trust in my heart

I held
I held
I held

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