Two Houses
desert
written by Paul Gross & David Keeley

Don't call me for supper if you don't mean to feed me
Don't tell me you love me with that gun in your hand
Cause I fall down dumbfounded
In the face of your beauty
Yeah, one look from you and I am a fool
In the palm of your hand

There's a house we call love built next door to hate
And both them got lawns and a white picket gate
Their taxes don't differ and their water's the same
But in one you get comfort and the other house shame

Hey, do you mind if I speak
You know I'd like to be frank
Your cooking is wretched and this coffee is rank
But I look 'cross this table
Into the clutch of your eyes
And I'm kind of thrilled that we have been cursed
To live side by side

There's a house we call love built next door to hate
And both them got lawns and a white picket gate
Their taxes don't differ and their water's the same
But in one you get comfort and the other house shame

Why do we bother
Why do we try
I think we should call it, call it a night
You go to your house and I'll go to mine
and we'll wake up tomorrow
and pick up the fight

There's a house we call love built next door to hate
And both them got lawns and a white picket gate
Their taxes don't differ and their water's the same
But in one you get comfort and the other house shame

desert

   
Angels
desert
written by Paul Gross & David Keeley

I'm lying on the floor of a box car in the train
Movin' through the rockies by way of the Crows Nest
These rocks are cursed thrown up by some god
Who turned his back on a word called love
And love can hold you, in a grip forged in iron
Love can make run away, like double 8 from a shotgun
Will you still love me
If you don't love me my darlin'
I swear I don't know what I'll do

I might say - hey hey hey
I might say - hey ey ey ey ey
I might say - hey ey ey
That's all the angels say these days

There's a diamond on the face of everyone I've ever known
There's a diamond on the face of everyone I've ever wounded
I still carry, I still carry
The memory of a kiss on a train
Where I'm adding up the lies of a lifetime
Where I'm adding up all the lies of a lifetime gone wrong

Do you still love me
If you don't love me my darlin'
I swear I don't know what I'll do

I might say - hey hey hey
I might say - hey ey ey ey ey
I might say - hey ey ey
That's all the angels say these days

Where did all these angels come from
and who gave them all these horses they ride upon
Am I right in thinking these angels are racing this train I'm on
Racin' and singin'

Singin' - hey hey hey
Singin' - hey ey ey ey ey
Singin' - hey ey ey
That's all the angels say these days

desert



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