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"Deep Sea Diver"
04:51
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And I wonder why I don't
Just leave, leave myself alone
As I wander to and fro
Searching, searching for the source of my hurting
In the Deep Beneath the Blue
Up in their glass bottom boats, floating
As I watch from below
As they rock and as they roll
They're so noisy
But all I hear is the hum and the drum and Nothing
And it's Something that I've been searching for
Not paramours going overboard
They're so proud but they would drown Beneath the Blue
And now I'm a Deep Sea Diver
As I walk along the floor
Through the shipwrecks from storms
Forgotten or ignored
I remember treasures,
Old bottles full of letters,
And skeletons still clutching their swords
Oh, the memories in The Deep Beneath the Blue
All the bottles full of letters
That'd be better off
Never written at all
The bottles rain down
They catch the light just right
And they look like stars falling through the night
And I'm reminded
I once believed
Believed in our love
Our love was a dream
A dream I'll wake up from
Another wish has come to live Beneath the Blue
That's why I'm a Deep Sea Diver
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"Real Fun Funeral"
06:16
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It was a real fun funeral, beautifully brutal
All the pews were full, standing room only
Mom held on to my arm, while we sand "In The Garden"
Momma, hold on
When I wake up from this wake I'll take a moment
to dry my eyes, go back to acting stoic
What's been given by every thing taken away?
It was a real fun funeral
It was a real fun funeral, tragically magical
Oh, the bar was full, standing (drinking) room only
Me and my brother, playing pool
All the fools on stools immortal
"How are you? Me too."
When I wake up from this wake I'll take a moment
to dry my eyes, go back to acting stoic
What's been given by every thing taken away?
It was a real fun funeral
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We agreed when we began that love wasn't what we wanted, and I believed it
Well, I signed on the dotted line and I thought this would fit just right. How wrong was I
Stop me, stop me from loving you
It was fun, a little too much. I grew accustomed to us...just a little too much
And I broke my only rule, I feel in love with you, like them fools been known to do
Stop me, stop me from loving you
And I don't know what I'm gonna do
So Stop me, stop me from loving you
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"Move Me"
06:16
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I'm talking to myself
Because there ain't nobody else to talk to
We can talk about the weather
But I want something better
I hear your lips moving but nothing's moving me
I been walking down the street
No eyes do I meet without an apology
They walk with their heads down
They're staring at the ground
And they're as scared of you, as you are of them
I hear your lips moving but nothing's moving me
I've been looking into the mirror
Is it just my mere reflection,
or a target for my projections?
No- he's been waiting for a change in the conversation and he says
I hear your lips moving but nothing's moving me
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"Born To Be Dead"
02:38
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Take a number
Take a seat
Stare out the window
Stare at your feet
A lonely time
Born to be Dead
Say goodbye to your girl
Say goodbye to your world
Say hello to a coffin lid shutting
A lonely time
Born to be Dead
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There's a town about a half an hour south of my hometown
Where it's hard to raise crops, hard to raise kids,
Hard to raise the cops if you call them
A frontier town right next to the rez, brings new truth to "living on the edge"
Seldom is there heard an encouraging word
My friend Danny says that's the way it's always been
And that's the way it's going to stay
It's hard to live in Hardin, Montana
It's hard to live with pride or shame
It's hard to live in Hardin, Montana
It's far easier to be where I'm coming from
Both of our towns are named for once reknowned Indian Fighters
Both our towns got farmers, ranchers, railroaders, and miners
But I come from a safe remove, I ain't ever had a clue
About looking down my nose- or over my shoulder
My friend Danny says that's the way it's always been
And that's the way it's going to stay
It's hard to live in Hardin, Montana
It's hard to live with pride or shame
It's hard to live in Hardin, Montana
It's far easier to be where I'm coming from
It's still better than Hysham, but it's hard
(Coda)
Can you not see the err of your ways?
All the ignorance in what you say?
How can we see what don't know?
Is your ignorance in question?
Leave it alone.
Would you say that you're limited
By the seat that you've been given?
How can we see what don't know?
Is your ignorance in question?
Leave it alone.
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Casey Ruff Seattle, Washington
A singer/songwriter residing in Seattle, WA and originally from Custer, MT. Known by migrant beet laborers as "El Dragón de las Altas Llanuras". Former high school mascot. Future nihilist. Acting Vice President of the M. Bellucci Fan Club. Sounds like AmeriContra, Gravelvet, and Frontier Orchestral ... more
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