Текст песни The Orient. And the Gatsby's Slew of Choices - Justin Vernon
Couldn't
leave
well
enough
alone,
You
were
right,
i'm
wrong.
Couldn't
leave
the
well
alone,
She
called
me
on
the
phone.
It
was
just
to
let
a
friendly
cry.
My
middle
aches,
can
you
make
me
fly?
So
many
thoughts
in
so
little
time,
Cos'
their
pain
is
their
crime.
Sell
my
car
to
the
moving
man
-
I'm
the
sea
and
you're
japan.
No
great
morning,
no
rising
sun.
No
gatsby
in
me
i'm
running
from.
Like
a
whisper
in
a
lonely
town,
You
brush
it
off,
but
it's
so
loud.
That's
your
ticker,
wishing
don't
give
up.
This
is
more
than
can
fill
you
up.
More
than
this
i
would
ask
in
turn,
Minds
too
busy
to
stop
and
learn.
Slight
of
hand
and
a
gentle
push,
The
lines
of
promise
turn
to
crush.
Sell
my
car
to
the
moving
man
-
I'm
the
sea
and
you're
japan.
No
great
morning,
no
rising
sun.
No
gatsby
in
me,
i'm
running
from.
It's
funny
how
the
kids
rise,
And
pull
on
my
disguise.
They
are
warped
outside
and
in.
What's
my
muse?
it's
their
sin.
Walking
backwards
face-first
into
my
past,
As
i
refuse
to
be
lied
against.
I
am
a
well
dressed
man
in
a
larger
house;
It's
so
quiet.
Sell
my
car
to
the
moving
man
-
I'm
the
sea
and
you're
japan.
No
great
morning,
no
rising
sun.
No
gatsby
in
me,
i'm
running
from.
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Self Record
1 The Whippgrass
2 Pier 39
3 O're the Hills, 'Neath the Gape
4 Drinking This Rain/I'm on Fire
5 Return to You
6 Above the Code
7 Sweet, Sweet Magdalene
8 How Many?
9 Right Down There in Your Tributary
10 April Four
11 The Orient. And the Gatsby's Slew of Choices
12 Sides
13 Ring Out
14 Redemption: 1 (An Army Man and His Self-Discovery)
15 Death; Shake of Me All Unclean
16 Nothing Better Than a Journey to You
17 We Will Never Die
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