1. THE GREAT WIDE OPEN

Spitting from the bridges, like a bird perched on a branch,
I'm wilting on a tree that will never let me breathe.

Soul soldier with your gun held high, where does the crow Fly,
Soul soldier with your gun held high, will you follow it Home.

For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk,
Stories on and on we go, into the great wide open.

No it never came back to break me, the way it broke it Down,
Spitting from the bridges, while the trees give a sigh to The ground.

Soul soldier with your flag held high, where does the crow Fly,
Soul soldier with your flag held high, will you follow it Home.

For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk,
Stories on and on we go, into the great wide open.
For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk,
Stories on and on we go, into the great wide open, into The great wide open.

The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head,
The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head,

Soul soldier with your gun held high, where does the crow Fly
Soul soldier with your gun held high, will you follow it Home.

The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head,
the rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head.

Climb out, climb out (woah), climb out, climb out (woah),
Climb out, climb out (woah), over me.
Climb out, climb out (woah), climb out, climb out (woah),
Climb out, climb out (woah), over me.

Into the great wide open.


2. 10.45 AMSTERDAM CONVERSATIONS(LIVE)

Water broken voice, saturates a microphone
Into a reciever with no tongue
Offering, little to what it knows

Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats
When heaven is remembered but never seen
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes

Eternaly, the sun has set to mourning
And contoured are the backgrounds
On the canvas to which our lives are painted


3. JUNEAU (LIVE)

Tied to the testing of wills and my heart breaks
And spills
Left to the sight of the sky
In your arms I'm defined
Thrown to the wolves
In the minds of your enemies
And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness

If this is what I'm meant for
No longer interesting
Fall forward just to even the score
Just a thought to you

And I'm nothing more
Than a line in your book


4. RED IS THE NEW BLACK (LIVE)

Can't pretend that you're nothing special
You've got to look at all of your options
You can't decide what to go for
When it's all about trust
You see yourself on the TV
You read your magazine
You can't explain how it's come to be this
Stop and think...
When it's all about trust

This coverrage, your centre spread
Your neon light daydream will
Shatter and break
And if you think I'm thinking of
You're valur here
You're the oe who's losing control

This eventual stop, this break in the mould
I scream down this hotline
Just to feel something

This situation isn't getting any better
I see that look in your eyes (the look in your eyes)
You want to see a pretty face?
There isn't anything wrong with giving up
And for what it's worth
I still hate you


5. THE ART OF AMERICAN FOOTBALL (LIVE)

Shove- the momentum drags us under
Your constant disregard your constant aggravation
Tell me nothing but home truths and you show me starvation
On a black and white screen, this is your movie queen

Stop and think a second (tune in-tune out)
It's something more than nothing (drop in-drop out)
I see the way you lie to them (tune in-tune out)
All for the country you say (fuck them-fuck us)

Progress is the alternative to which we align
Hopeless intuition, raped between the lines
You tune in you tune out
Climbing a ladder fucked before we get out
You tune in you tune out
Climbing a ladder fucked before we get out


6. THIS YEAR'S MOST OPEN HEARTBREAK (LIVE)

Broken hearts
Swept to hands that tied me
It's a pointless game
What better, let's play
Suicide
To kiss your kids goodnight
What you take from them
What they've taken from you

To be the last one who will sing you to sleep
To be the last one, who will sing you to...

Just like your broken records (you're broken)
Will convert, for you tonight

Broken hearts
Swept to hands that tied me
It's a pointless game
What better, let's play
Suicide
To kiss your kids goodnight
What you take from them
What they've taken from you

Just like your broken records (you're broken)
Will convert, for you tonight
Just like your broken records (you're broken)
Will convert, for you tonight

(We will never be the same)
Same old songs on a brand new stereo
(We will never be the same)
Same old songs on a brand new stereo
(We will never be the same)
Same old songs on a brand new stereo
(We will never be the same)

Same old songs!

To be the last one who will sing you to sleep
To be the last one, who will sing you to...

Just like your broken records (you're broken)
Will convert, for you tonight
Just like your broken records (you're broken)
Will convert, for you tonight


7. SHE DROVE ME TO DAYTIME TELEVISION (LIVE)

Can't beat the best ones
A little closer maybe a bit too close
You function you turn out
A flawless performance

Turn your camera away from me
Spill your guts in 8mm
Put your focus where your mouth is
You're the only one who's fading here

Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices
You know it makes more sense

I like the way you cry
Break my heart and break my hands and let me down
I want to snap your neck in two
And leave you dead, so dead

on and on and on and on and on (go!)...


8. KISS & MAKE UP (ALL BETS ARE OFF) (LIVE)

No matter where you go
They'll fucking tie you down
And bleed you from your wrists (bleed you from your wrists)
Well, it's better that we leave
Leave it this way (leave it this way)

And just to soften the blow
I'll steal all of your kisses (your kisses)
And sew them up
In the creases of our hearts.

No matter where you go
They'll fucking tie you down
And bleed you from your wrists (bleed you from your wrists)
Well, it's better that we leave
Leave it this way (leave it this way)

And just to soften the blow
I'll steal all of your kisses (your kisses)
And sew them up
In the creases of our hearts.
And just to soften the blow
I'll steal all of your kisses (your kisses)
And sew them up
In the creases of our

HEARTS [x2]
I never really loved you anyway.
HEARTS [x2]
I never really loved you anyway.
HEARTS [x2]
I never really loved you anyway.
HEARTS [x2]
I never really loved you anyway.

And on the one thing you betted on
Don't ever let them take you down.
Oh, on the one thing you betted on
Don't ever let them take you down


9. ESCAPE ARTISTS NEVER DIE (LIVE)

The red poison of your lips
The red poison of your eyes
Is where I kissed the blood from
Just that corner of your mouth where I can see the
White of your smile

Up to my neck
When I'm breathing without you
Without you
Up to my eyes
And I'm seeing without you
Without you

We'll start a fire
And burn some bridges
And make it out of here tonight

We need some leverage
We can't seem to open up
The locks are far too tight
And the chains are far too strong
Far too strong

Up to my eyes
When I'm seeing without you, without you
Up to my heart
When I'm bleeding without you, without you

We'll start a fire
And burn some bridges
And make it out of here tonight

Please someone help me
I'm dying here in front of you
Please someone help me
I'm dying here in front of you
With a hundred thousand lights
Timing as everything will
With a hundred thousand lights
Timing, timing is everything to me
Please someone help me
I'm dying here in front of you
Please someone help me
I'm dying here in front of you
It's everything, it's everything
Timing is everything, it's everything


10. THE GREAT WIDE OPEN (VIDEO)

Spitting from the bridges, like a bird perched on a branch,
I'm wilting on a tree that will never let me breathe.

Soul soldier with your gun held high, where does the crow fly,
soul soldier with your gun held high, will you follow it home.

For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk,
stories on and on we go, into the great wide open.

No it never came back to break me, the way it broke it down,
spitting from the bridges, while the trees give a sigh to the ground.

Soul soldier with your flag held high, where does the crow fly,
soul soldier with your flag held high, will you follow it home.

For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk,
stories on and on we go, into the great wide open.
For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk,
stories on and on we go, into the great wide open, into the great wide open.

The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head,
the rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head,

Soul soldier with your gun held high, where does the crow fly
soul soldier with your gun held high, will you follow it home.

The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head,
the rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head.

Climb out, climb out (woah), climb out, climb out (woah),
Climb out, climb out (woah), over me.
Climb out, climb out (woah), climb out, climb out (woah),
Climb out, climb out (woah), over me.

Into the great wide open.