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Born Into Trouble As The Sparks Fly Upward, A Silver Mt. Zion
Born Into Trouble As The Sparks Fly Upward
Release type: Album
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Release date:

2001

 
Duration: 58:16  
Size, Mb: 133,59  
Bitrate:

320

 
Price for album: 0.64 (discount 20%)  

 
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Tracklist
Title / Artist     Duration Bitrate Size (Mb) Price Download
1
Sisters! Brothers! Small Boats Of Fire Are Falling From The Sky! Lyrics 09:06 320 20,87 0.10
2
This Gentle Hearts Like Shot Bird's Fallen Lyrics 05:46 320 13,24 0.10
3
Built Then Burn (Hurrah! Hurrah!) Lyrics 05:41 320 13,01 0.10
4
Take These Hands And Throw Them In The River Lyrics
we got desperate waiting for our chance to come
i got drunk you got high
you would not let your eyes

we got desperate waiting for our chance to come
i got drunk you got high
you would not raise your eyes

cop cars on every corner
we're all alone
cop cars on every corner
we're crawling home

cop cars on every corner
we're all alone
cop cars on every corner
we're crawling home

take these hands and throw them in the river
take these hands and throw them in the river
take these hands and throw them in the river
take these hands and
bury them in your hands
bury them in your hands
bury them in your hands
bury them in your hands
06:59 320 15,98 0.10
5
Could've Moved Mountains... Lyrics 10:59 320 25,15 0.10
6
Tho You Are Gone I Still Often Walk With You Lyrics 04:48 320 11,00 0.10
7
C'mon Come On (Loose An Endless Longing) Lyrics 08:06 320 18,54 0.10
8
The Triumph Of Our Tired Eyes Lyrics
Sisters and Brothers,
We have surely lost our way.
In strip malls full of cancer,
And a pathetic rain.
Mother, sweet mother,
Please don't discipline your hands.
Just kiss me in the morning,
In your dirtiest pants.

We will find our way.

We will find our way.

There is beauty in this land,
But I don't often see it.
There is beauty in this land,
But I don't often feel it.

People are flowers,
Musicians are Cowards!
Let's argue in the kitchen,
For hours and hours.
Tomorrow is a travesty,
Tomorrow should be ours.
Musicians are Cowards!
Musicians are Cowards!
Musicians are Cowards!
Musicians are Cowards!
Musicians are Cowards!
Musicians are Cowards!
Musicians are Cowards!
Musicians are Cowards!

The soldiers with their specialists,
And the pigs with their guns cannot stop,
The lost ones and the desparate ones and the driven ones.

The soldiers with their cigarettes,
And the pigs with their guns cannot stop,
The lonesome ones and the desparate ones and the smart ones.

So come on friends,
To the barricades again.

So come on friends,
To the barricades again.

So come on friends,
To the barricades again.

So come on friends,
To the barricades again.

We will find our way,
We will find our way.
06:55 320 15,80 0.10