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Widespread Panic Album


Ball (04/15/2003)
04/15/2003
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Inspirtation,
Oh, she barely waits a moment
Elevator doors open
Hear her footsteps touch the stairs

Words walk by
Describing definition
Stop and talk about it

Narcissus
Is just too easy to see
We're always looking
When we see fishes
When we go fishin'

Thoughts meander
Risin' all around us
Rise and fall and rise again
Oh, we stop and talk about it

Strong beliefs
LyricsLike ideas come to life
Turn atoms into rain and stone
Sands and tall trees

Worlds passed by
Defyin' description
Stop and talk about it
Talk about it

And Maia, she dances
She dissolves into the light
Illusions of light
Oh Maia, she dances

Deep romance and poetry
Songs and movies
Virtue for la de da
She dances in the light
Dance in the light

Maia, she dances
Oh Maia, she dances


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Drivin' in the walkin' rain
Let's go, let's go
Stream down my windowpane
Thru the fields, where does all the water go?

Stirring in my sleeping bag
There I stew
Holdin' tight the teddy bear
Dreamin' about you

Feels like Mississippi

Billy Parker on his high tractor
Workin' the dirt all day
The sun and the moon, they're trading places
Better never put that plow away

Yeah, momma was stickin' to her story
Happened wars ago
But Billy walkin' funny now
'Cause he got shot by that local so and so
Lyrics
Feels like Mississippi

Feels like Mississippi

Belly on up boys to your favorite back
If you learn how to paint
She might never, never come back
Guitars can talk on just one string
Lord beat that drum boy, boy, boy, boy
With a turkey leg

Goin' back to Mississippi


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Feelin' ticklish, just met a new girl
She's got a tattoo, said she remembers you
Oh, one day waitin' out the rain

She embroidered the portrait of a tortured artist on your sleeve

Laugh at your own jokes, ooh wouldn't dare laugh at yourself
What a surprise
Happy, happy birthday to you
Oh you're mama's little dream come true

She painted the colors of the sunset with her fingers on my teepee

Likes cold, cold wine, cradled in the evening sky
Drinks in the deep dark reds of romance and poetry
Laughs out loud as movie stars shed their tears
In her sleep, she dreams with melancholoy

And I know, I know I'm just like you
I was leaving in a way, I'm already gone
Still young, though, oozing to the radio
LyricsOh, like poetry, a tired cowboy
Who just let his horse run free

I know, ooh, I'm just like you
Not goin' anywhere.
Feel near gone,
There's a van passing fast
Moving in stereo

Barely see her face
Or maybe outline
I'm not, I can barely see

Even as she sleeps, oh, she laughs so long
Laughing loud


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Down Poppie Johnny Road, nobody hears your name
Life that I was lovin', like stealin' a ride on a train
Wanna steal a ride on a train

Crawlin' in the dirt all night
I guess this is a place
Newborns lashed to a dead oak tree
Settle deeper in the rain
Settle deeper in the rain

Hold me tight, flying through the air
Hold on strong, and we're almost there
Laugh so hard, the devil gets scared
I got a real good mind to beat your senseless

Best to count your blessing child
The sun's not too hot today
Like to get to church before
Oh, before this old jacket fades
Take us right to the shade

LyricsThat's the end of Poppie Johnny Road
Old blind that cures your misery
Give her five dollars, boy
Oh, and a reason to believe
A reason to believe

Hold me tight, flying through the air
Coalyards calling, we're almost there
Laugh so hard and the devil's all scared
I got a real good mind to beat you senseless

Down Poppie Johnny Road, nobody hears your name
The life that I love, like stealin' a ride on a train
Oh, steal a ride on a train

At the end of Poppie Johnny Road
Old Blind that cures your misery
Just get five dollars there and a reason to believe
A reason to believe

Hold me tight, flying through the air
Coalyards calling, we're almost there
Laughed so hard and the devil gets scared
I got a real good mind, to beat you senseless

I got a real good mind
Senseless
I got a real good mind
Senseless
I got a real good mind
Senseless
I got a real good mind


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Waits all day for the Sun to dim his brights
Face shinin' amber in the radio lights
It's all that he needs to see
Fire ignites when he turns the key

Wonder what it could be like
Just look then he's gone
Pay attention and you might
See just how he makes sparks fly

Hands on the wheel, he's a permanent fixture
Reads hot rod mags like Holy Scripture
He ignores the brake pedal like step-daddy's child
Feel him pushing on the gas like a motherless wife

Wonder what it could be like
Just look then he's gone
Pay attention and you might
See just how he makes sparks fly

While you're trying to think of
LyricsWhy you never could become
Things you dreamed of
Hot night sky he watch sparks fly

Highway birds, sunrise, paradise
Cinderella's morning appetite
Squintin' his eyes and the driver kills his lights
Ignites his stash, he's a Plymouth Satellite

Wonder what it could be like
Just look then he's gone
Pay attention and you might
See just how he makes sparks fly

While you're trying to think of
Why you never could become,
Things you dreamed of
Hot night sky he watch sparks fly

Wonder what it could be like'
Just look then he's gone'
Pay attention and you might
See just how he makes sparks fly

While you're trying to think of
Why you never could become
Things you dreamed of
Hot night sky he watch sparks
Hot night sky he watch sparks fly


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Remember watching children play
Ring-around-the roses
Tiny electrons circling in neutral ground
So much gravity, in gravity

Boys in bars, they stir their drinks
Clockwise while the ladies dance
Bodies and thoughts constantly in motion
Oh, what a time to think of mom
Counting train cars

This is a place called paradise
Make the fist that holds the paintbrush
Take your open hand and roll the dice
The trains will pass and the pups will rush

Walk outside, stare down the sky
Stars are fixed and so am I
Grand illusions constantly in motion
Oh what a time for gravity, counting train cars

Another day in paradise
Counting train cars
Another day of gravity
Counting train cars


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Don't wanna lose you right now
Don't wanna lose you
Don't wanna lose you right now
Don't wanna lose you

You know, I can't see straight
And I'm feelin' dizzy

I can't feel my face
Against the hard wood floor

I'm gonna tell you right now
I guess our very last day
I'm afraid for my life
'Cause I would lose you

Don't wanna lose you right now
Don't wanna lose you
Don't wanna lose you right now
Don't wanna lose you

LyricsI had dreams last night
While you still were sleeping
I can see my faith
Runnin' out the backdoor
I'm going to tell you right now
Like it's the very last day

And I'm afraid for my life
'Cause I will lose you

Don't wanna lose you right now
Don't wanna lose you
Don't wanna lose you right now
Don't wanna lose you

I'm gonna tell you right now
I guess our very last day
I'm afraid for my life
'Cause I would lose you

Don't wanna lose you right now
Don't wanna lose you
Don't wanna lose you right now
Don't wanna lose you


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The longer I look at you
The fairer you become
Every time I hear your voice
Sweeter is the song

Each glanced borrowed from your eyes
Deeper is the story
Wind burns your sleeping breath
And waters become one.

Longer I look at you
The fairer you become

Your hair brushed me lightly
Twice before we met
Years between familiar moments
Heaven since

Memories like photographs
Never knew were taken
Sun drenched snows from separate hills
Their waters become one

The longer I look at you
The fairer you become

The longer I look at you
The fairer


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The meeting of the waters makes a sound
In her eyes, you sit around in your room
The meeting of the waters raises towns
Baptized in every drop we found

They can seize us as we are now
Singin, dancin, in the small town
Celebrate the days into the night
Look at me with wild eyes

Leave at home your attitude
Don't forget to write
Some things are better left unsaid

Meeting of the waters makes a sound
In her eyes, you set aground in your room
Meeting of the waters, raised these towns
Baptized in every drop we found

They can see us as we are now
Singin', dancin' in the small town
LyricsCelebrate the days into the night
Look around with wildest eyes

Leave at home your attitude
Let's forget the fight
Some things are better left unsaid

Don't forget to feed the animals
Lock up for the night
You know how we both feel about long goodbyes


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Tyranno Rex ruled the earth
A kickin back his lazy chair
Skinny mammals beating their chest
Out the caves gonna catch a (?/nap)

Reptiles really joy the coolness (?)

All in a days time
From New York to Angeline
Fearless drive across the masses

Basking in the strobe
Of the new blue tv screen
Long before we where ever dreamed

We're in main (?????)
Faded waters of strength and commitment
Million years of/to (?) weather
Shark swims, armed with conviction
Several ladies blowin' the kisses

John Wayne lives
Riding off to another sunset
Learn to live each lie
Shaking off every bit of regret

Standing naked

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If we followed your warning signs
Children would swim alphabetically
Mountaintops would all fall in line
Single-file by height
If this was the only way, daydreaming would stop at 5 o'clock
And the corner(?) flashes off from left to right

Lies, lies
You don't always get your way

Saturday, slow to wake, Bugs Bunny love
Thought those people would never go home, guess it's the price we pay
If everyday were Saturday
Oh, most people couldn't even go it alone

Lies, lies
We don't always get our ways

Oh, and it's time, time to sleep
Nightdreaming starts with hands held high
Maybe then we'll finally turn it on
Like a brand new (?????)

Lies, lies
We don't always get our ways
Turn it on
Turn it on
Gentle
Fragile


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Someday, there'll be nothing more to say
When life is seen as the dance of the seven veils
Well, each teaser reveals the beauty that was always already there
My body and soul and my car are not for sale

Some days are made of silent anticipation
Some days are just quarter-pumping, cheap peepshows
Oh, make-believe is all we have some of these days
Tie your money to your dog if you fear you might lose your way

The sun slips off each night to enjoy on the other side of town
Where barstools, and dreamers, and glasses all get refilled
Clocks and bar tabs are just numbers and memories fighting gravity against the wall
Steamboat fishlight dancin' on the windowsill

Oh, the jukebox man never hits us with the latest
No, he just brushes the the dust from the grooves of the songs we love
Wow a drunk couple sayin' "baby no,no you are no you are no you,you are the greatest"
Haloes and hornies, they're squared off toe to toe

Some day there'll be nothing more to say
As life is seen as the dance of the seven veils
Each teaser reveal the beauty that was always already there
My body and soul and my car are not for sale
My body and soul and my car are not for sale
My body and soul and my car are not for sale


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Been thinkin' all day
Packin' my car
With this baggage of mine
I wouldn't get too far

Stored away on a bus
No need to hide
I'm slowing down
Catchin' one last ride

Been feelin' alright
For a couple of days
Either in a fog
Or a sunny haze

Got a big hole
In my deflector screen
What I really need
Warp nine, Geordi, please

Wanna keep my eyes on the road
LyricsWanna carry my life in a bag
Like to live in a hotel room
Wanna be a travelin' man

Wanna keep my eyes on the road
Wanna carry my life in a bag
Like to live in a hotel room
Wanna be a travelin' man
Wanna be a travelin' man
Wanna be a travelin' man

I'm down the road
Somewhere in between
Been thinkin' about
What's underneath

It's all in my mind
I got a brand new start
All I can do
Is take care of my heart

Wanna keep my eyes on the road
Wanna carry my life in a bag
Like to live in a hotel room
Wanna be a travelin' man

Wanna keep my eyes on the road
Wanna carry my life in a bag
Like to live in a hotel room
Wanna be a travelin' man
Wanna be a travelin' man
Wanna be a travelin' man


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