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Album: Miscellaneous (2003)
Artists: Cursive

  1. A Career In Transcendence
  2. A Career In Transcendence
  3. A Gentleman Caller
  4. A Little Song And Dance
  5. A Red So Deep
  6. After The Movies
  7. Am I Not Yours
  8. Bloody Murder
  9. Bloody Murder
  10. Ceilings Crack
  11. Dedication To Desertion
  12. Dedication To Desertion
  13. Downhill Racers
  14. Driftwood
  15. Driftwood
  16. Eight Light Minutes
  17. Excerpts From Random Notes
  18. Fairytales Tell Tales
  19. Making Friends And Acquaintances
  20. Mothership Mothership Do You Read Me
  21. Mothership Mothership Do You Read Me
  22. My Mother The War *
  23. Nonsense By Cursive
  24. Northern Winds
  25. Northern Winds
  26. Pulse
  27. Retirement
  28. Retirement
  29. Road To Financial Stability
  30. Road To Financial Stability
  31. Shallow Means Deep Ends
  32. Some Red Handed Sleight Of Hand
  33. Target Group
  34. The Dirt of the Vineyard
  35. The Farewell Party
  36. Vermont
  37. Warped The Wood Floors


Cursive
Miscellaneous
Ceilings Crack
Passed out in your yard
My clothes were soaking in the morning rain
My head's just a bruise, like walking in a coma
Like a battered drone
All my limbs are numb

I've been driving past your house
Been pounding at your door
I know I'm just a peon to you
But I deserve more
Than arrogance
Condolences
My hearts are on the sleeves of my shirts scattered over your lawn
And the morning dew... kissed them

Drunk on Bastille Day
Throwing pennies at the broken birds
Scribbling plans on napkins
A sketch of broken angel wings under your bed
My bandages

Stumbled over to your house
I'll sneak in the back door
I know I've been an asshole to you, but that was before
The argument, the accident
Well, I've heard it's just a matter of time before the hour is spent
And my hour is spent
I can't afford it this time
I can't afford this time
I can't afford this time
I can't afford it...

The hour has come for retribution
I'm storming the walls down
I'm storming the walls down
The hour has come for retribution
I'm storming the walls down
I'm storming the walls down
Before this night's done, the wounds will be gone
I'm storming the walls down
I'm storming the walls down

The Dirt of the Vineyard
Less talk, more dancing
If we could push off the sick conversation one more night
I surely would
My shoes have gathered the dust of the vineyard
Have I soiled your gown?
There's soil on your gown, like sangria
Cleanses the heart
Our clogged hearts are choking on the grime
As the big band waltzes on
Your stranded eyes whisper...

"The dirt is out.
I can smell her on your velvet hands."
The dirt is out --
are we stuck in the motions again?

Oh, but was it sweet
In the vineyard
Sangria, won't you bless
The starving lips
Such virgin lips
Would choke on all this grime
I've found some dirt under my nails
I'll scratch and bite until...

The dirt is out
but sangria burns under my skin
The dirt is out --
I thought I'd never wash these hands again

Under my skin....
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