| Live - Throwing Copper (1994) |
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| 01 | The Dam At Otter Creek When all that's left to do Is reflect on what's been done This is where sadness breathes The sadness of everyone Just like when the guys built the Dam at Otter Creek and all the Water backed up Deep enough to dive We took the dead man in sheets To the river flanked by love Deep enough to dive Deep enough to dive Be here now We took him there and three In a stretcher made from trees That had passed in the storm Leave the hearse behind To leave the curse behind Be here now | 04:43 | |||
| 02 | Selling The Drama And to love: a god And to fear: a flame And to burn a crowd that has a name And to right or wrong And to meek or strong It is known, just scream it from the wall I've willed, i've walked, i've read I've talked, i know, i know, I've been here before Hey, now we won't be raped Hey, now we won't be scarred like that It's the sun that burns It's the wheel that turns It's the way we sing that makes 'em dream And to Christ: a cross And to me: a chair I will sit and earn the ransom From up here | 03:26 | |||
| 03 | I Alone It's easier not to be wise And measure these things by your brains I sank into Eden with you Alone in the church by and by I'll read to you here, save your eyes You'll need them, your boat is at sea Your anchor is up, you've been swept away And the greatest of teachers won't hesitate To leave you there, by yourself, Chained to fate I alone love you I alone tempt you I alone love you Fear is not the end of this! It's easier not to be great And measure these things by your eyes We long to be here by his resolve Alone in the church by and by To cradle the baby in space And leave you there by yourself Chained to fate Oh, now, we took it back too far, Only love can save us now, All these riddles that you burn All come runnin' back to you, All these rhythms that you hide only love can save us now, All these riddles that you burn yeah, yeah, yeah | 03:51 | |||
| 04 | Iris I liked the way my hand looked On your head In the presence of my knuckles But the beauty of this vision alone Just like yesterday's sunset Has been perverted by the sentimental And mistaken for love The felix of your truth will always break it And the iris of your eye will always shake it And the armies, the armies i have created Will always hate it Will always bait you on I liked the way my hand looked on your head In the presence of my struggle But the beauty of this vision alone I can't shake from my tree just yet It keeps invading all my private moments Listen to me now | 03:59 | |||
| 05 | Lightning Crashes Lightning crashes, a new mother cries Her placenta falls to the floor The angel opens her eyes The confusion sets in Before the doctor can even close the door Lightning crashes, an old mother dies Her intentions fall to the floor The angel closes her eyes The confusion that was hers Belongs now, to the baby down the hall Oh now feel it comin' back again Like a rollin' thunder chasing the wind Forces pullin' from the center of the earth again I can feel it. Lightning crashes, a new mother cries This moment she's been waiting for The angel opens her eyes Pale blue colored iris, presents the circle And puts the glory out to hide, hide Dedicated to Barbara Lewis (1973-1993) | 05:25 | |||
| 06 | Top This is not helping me at all What you are doing here? In the name of god and love It's the distribution of fear Pyramids, healing wires, analysts with fame I haven't got your degree And i forgot your name Pick me up and put me on the ground Set me up and spin me all around No, you are not the one i wish to see This is not helping me at all Where did we get this plan? That you could give to me What i might already have Pyramids, healing wires, a musician's fame I volunteered you my eyes In place of facing me Oh Hitler, in a robe of truth My emptiness has built your altar And i've worshipped myself in you forever Until now! | 02:42 | |||
| 07 | All Over You Our love is like water Pinned down and abused For being strange Our love is no other Than me alone For me all day Our love is like water/angels Pinned down and abused All over you, all over me The sun, the fields, the sky I've often tried to hold the sea The sun, the fields, the tide Pay me now, lay me down | 03:59 | |||
| 08 | Shit Towne The weavers live up the street from me The crackheads, they live down the street from me The tall grass makes it hard to see Beyond my property Hey man, this is criminal, This hard line symmetry of people and pets We don't bother anyone We keep to ourselves The mailman visits each of us in turn We don't bother anyone We keep to ourselves The mailman visits each of us in time Gotta live, gotta live, gotta live In Shit Towne Gotta live, gotta live, gotta live In our town. | 03:48 | |||
| 09 | T.B.D. In the moment i was losing my head And i was reachin' forward, I was already there Readin' too much and losin' my head This information caused a cut in the line Now i'm remembering God and readin' Too much it's so nice The print is smaller than the ants in the grass I'll have to put it away now In the morning there are things to be read Words to be said and food to be fed but i Won't be there. i'll be clutchin' on a Megaphone pointed at my head, would you be There, would you kindly, read this word for Word so loud and clear, i can't remember It all, it needs to be clear, i tell you, if The feeling drops out of your voice, would you Kindly pick it up This is how, i'll go out tonight Dressed in blue, by the book tonight This is how, i'll go out tonight But i don't need a book. We're talkin' anchors, talkin' ships, we're Talkin' seas, we're talkin' everything you need You should be workin' now, not only askin' How and the whereabouts of where you'll Be. i don't suspect you will be thinking When the brain is dead and the mind Has taken over, this is a skill, this Is not a game, where have you been, Are you with us? can you hear us? got The megaphone pointed at you | 04:28 | |||
| 10 | Stage I wanna feel I wanna try I wanna rock in the city tonight I wanna deal Don't wanna die I wanna bring my captain hook into the light People i've seen my day Ranting and raving this beauty away We are by and large the same But words are too feeble, they cannot contain He was a "rock and roll messiah" She was known for her childcare The truth is gonna give up the world If you can give up the stage If i can give up the stage If we can give up the stage Come to this, i can't come to you Don't do this, wake me up tonight Come to this, i can't come to you Don't do this, wake me up tonight (p.s. do not drive and swear!) | 03:08 | |||
| 11 | Waitress Come on baby leave some change behind She was a bitch, but i don't care She brought our food out on time And wore a funky barrette in her hair Come on baby leave some change behind She was a bitch but good enough To leave some change, everybody's good Enough for some change The girl's got family She needs cash to buy aspirin for Her pain, everybody's good enough For some change Some fucking change! We all get the flu, we all get aids We've got to stick together After all, everybody's good enough For some change, SOME FUCKING CHANGE!!! | 02:48 | |||
| 12 | Pillar Of Davidson Warm bodies, I sense Are not machines that can only make money Past, perfect, tense Words for a feeling and all i've discovered I'll be along son With medicine supposed to, designed to Make you high I'll be along son With words for a feeling and all i've discovered Old, bad eyes Old, bad eyes Old, bad eyes On loneliness comes Go see the foreman, go see the profiteer On loneliness drives We're takin' our time movin' shit for This holy slime Old, bad eyes Old, bad eyes Old, bad eyes, almighty fear The shepherd won't leave me alone He's in my face and i The shepherd of my days And i want you here by my heart And my head, i can't start till i'm dead | 06:46 | |||
| 13 | White, Discussion I talk of freedom You talk of the flag I talk of revolution You'd much rather brag And as the decibels of this disenchanting Discourse continue to dampen the day The coin flips again and again, and again, And again as our sanity walks away All this discussion Though politically correct Is dead beyond destruction Though it leaves me quite erect And as the final sunset rolls behind the earth And the clock is finally dead I'll look at you, you'll look at me And we'll cry alot But this will be what we said This will be what we said Look where all this talking got us baby. | 06:08 | |||
| 14 | Horse all the things that they make you say and all the love that you hide away i'll pick you up and it'll be alright i'll pick you up and it'll be tonight she rode a horse in to my head she rode a horse in to my head she won't discipline the children and now they're running wild on the beach and i don't care, no i don't care it's the middle of the night and we're here playing dominoes and drinking beer i tried think of something deep to say but my well is dripping dry today she rode a horse in to my head she rode a horse in to my head she won't discipline the children and now they're running wild on the beach and i don't care, no i don't care | 04:14 | |||
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| Live is: Chad Taylor: Guitar, Background vocals Edward Kowalczyk: Lead vocals, Guitar Patrick Dahlheimer: Bass Guitar Chad Gracey: Drums, Background vocals Live is also: Matt Gracey: Stage Manager Peter Banta: Tour Manager Joel Reiff: Production manager David Sestak and Peter Freedman: Management A&R/Production Coordinator: Phil Schuster Live would like to thank the following people and organizations for their help and inspiration: The Dahlheimer, Blymire, Kowalczyk, Crim, Taylor and Gracey Families, Gary Kurfirst, Phil Schuster, Brendan Bourke, Marivi Magsino, Brett Greene and everyone at Radioactive, Ian Flooks, Randy Miller, Jonas Livingston and MCA, David Levin, Pat Marchese and P.N.F.W., Loren Chodosh, Jonathan Levine, Johnny Podell and everyone at William Morris Agency, Chris Sestak, Karen Hetzel, Steve Smith, Greg Epler, Doug Krouse, Sean Williams, Scott G., Adam Kowalczyk, Beth Sorrentino, Lisa Taylor, Michelle Chapman, Matt Dahlheier, Jim Wiley, Chris Kelly, Danny Cinch, Rich Ruoff, Michael Evans, Stewart the Dog, Julie Crim, Suddenly Tammy!, Michael Stipe, and Murti the Turtle. Live endorses products made by the following companies: Zildjiam, Pearl, Dead heads, pro Mark, Starfield Guitars, Dean Markley, Vigier and Shure. Fan Club info: Please send a #10 Stamped envelope to: Friends of Live c/o Media Five Entertainment 400 Northampton St, Easton PA 18042 Art Direction: Tim Stedman Design: Tim Stedman and Todd Gallopo Painting: "Sisters of Mercy" by Peter Howson, courtesy of Angela Flowers Gallery, London Back Cover Photograpph: Danny Clinch Inside Booklet Photography: Michael Wilson Copyright Loco de Amor Muisc/Audible Sun Music (BMI). All Rights Reserved. Used by permission. Coyright Radioactive Records J.V. RARD-10997 J.V. Manufactured by MCA Records, Inc. Universal City CA |
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