Wilco

Bright Leaves

I don't like
The way you're treating me
Warm winter rain
I found my keys
Under the snow
An empty page glowing
Alone for days
Behind a quiet door
Sitting in a drift
Us in a car
Arguing I'd forgive
But I always forget
Which side I'm on
I never change
You never change
It's my fault
There's no decision
Sometimes I'm just a hole
For you to get in
I never change
You never change
Somehow we're bright leaves
You and I beneath the old snow
Being set free by the winter rain
And I know it'll never change
You never change
You never change
You never change
You never change
You never change
You're never gonna change
You're never gonna change
You never change
You never change
You never change
You never change
You never change
You're never gonna change
You're never gonna change
 

Before Us

I'm surprised staring at the knives
Lying silent in the drawer
I hear the front door ring in my guitar
Empty up against the wall
Alone with the people who have come before
Alone with the people who have come before
Alone with the people who have come before us
I'm high for the people who have come before
I'm high for the people who have come before
I'm high for the people who have come before us
I remember when wars would end
Remember when wars would end?
Now when something's dead
Now when something's dead
We try to kill it again
Alone with the people who have come before
Alone with the people who have come before
Alone with the people who have come before us
   

I Am Trying to Break Your Heart

I am an American aquarium drinker I assassin down the avenue I'm hiding out in the big city blinking What was I thinking when I let go of you Let's forget about the tongue-tied lightning Let's undress just like cross-eyed strangers This is not a joke so please stop smiling What was I thinking when I said it didn't hurt I want to glide through those brown eyes dreaming Take you from the inside (baby) hold on tight You were so right when you said I've been drinking What was I thinking when we said good night I want to hold you in the bible black predawn You're quite a quiet domino bury me now Take off your band aid cuz I don't believe in touchdowns What was I thinking when we said hello I always thought that if I held you tightly You would always love me like you did back then Then I fell asleep in the city kept blinking What was I thinking when I let you back in I am trying to break your heart I am trying to break your heart But still I'd be lying if I said it wasn't easy I am trying to break your heart Disposable Dixie cup drinker I assassin down the avenue I've been hiding out in the big city blinking What was I thinking when I let go of you (I'm the man who loves you)    

War On War

It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war It's a war on war There's a war on You’re gonna lose You have to lose You have to learn how to die Let's watch the miles flying by Let's watch the miles flying by You are not my typewriter But you could be my demon moving forward through flaming doors You have to lose You have to learn how to die If you wanna wanna be alive O.K. You have to lose You have to lose You have to learn how to die If you wanna wanna be alive You have to die You have to die You have to learn how to die If you wanna wanna be alive O.K.  

One and a Half Stars

I wish
Too much
For you
To care
Goldfish
I won
At the fair
Meet the mother
Can't complain
There is
No mother
Like pain
I'm left with only my desire to change
So what
I stay
In bed
All day
I can't
Escape
My domain
Two stories high
In bed
All day
I can't
Escape
My domain
You mean
Too much
To me
I'm angry
I could need
So much
I'm worried
About the way
We're all living
And this
Is my
Love song
I'm left with only my desire to change
So if
I stay
In bed
All day
I won't
Escape
My domain
Two stories high in bed all day
I can't escape my domain
I can't escape my domain
I won't escape my domain

If I Ever Was A Child

I’ve never been alone
Long enough to know
If I ever was a child
I was tied up like a boat
Unbuttoned like a coat
Set free for a while
Well I jumped to jolt my clumsy blood
While my white, green eyes
Cry like a windowpane
Can my cold heart change
Even out of spite?
I slump behind my brain
A haunted stain never fades
I hunt for the kind of pain I can take
And I cry like a window pane
Can my cold heart change over night?
So I wont ever want to touch
Your heart too much
Or hold you too tight
I slump behind my brain
A haunted stain will never fade
I hunt for the kind of pain I can take
I never was alone long enough to know
If I ever was a child

Handshake Drugs

I was chewing gum For something to do The blinds were being pulled Down on the dew Inside out of love What a laugh I was looking for you The saxophones Started blowing me down I was buried in sound And the taxi cabs were driving me around To the handshake drugs I bought downtown To the handshake drugs I bought downtown They were translating poorly I felt like a clown I looked like someone I used to know I felt alright And if I ever was myself I wasn’t that night Oh it’s ok for you to say what you want from me I believe that’s the only way for me to be Exactly what you want me to be Oh it’s ok for you to say what you want from me I believe that’s the only way for me to be Exactly what you want me to be I was chewing gum For something to do The blinds were being pulled Down on the dew Inside out of love What a laugh I was looking for you The saxophones Started blowing me down I was buried in sound And the taxi cabs were driving me around To the handshake drugs I bought downtown To the handshake drugs I bought downtown Oh it’s ok for you to say what you want from me I believe that’s the only way for me to be Exactly what you want me to be Exactly what do you want me to be Instrumental Credits Jeff Tweedy Vocals, Electric & Acoustic Guitar John Stirratt Bass & Background Vocals Glenn Kotche Drums Leroy Bach Piano Mikael Jorgensen RMI Rock-si-chord Jim O'Rourke Electric Rhythm Guitar Tim Barnes Percussion

At Least That's What You Said

When I sat down on the bed next to you You started to cry I said maybe if I leave you’ll want me To come back home Or maybe all you mean Is leave me alone At least that’s what you said You’re irresistible when you get mad Isn’t it sad I’m immune And I thought it was cute For you to kiss My purple black-eye Even though I caught it from you I still think we’re serious At least that’s what you said   Instrumental Credits Jeff Tweedy Vocals & Electric Guitar John Stirratt Bass Glenn Kotche Drums Leroy Bach Piano Mikael Jorgensen Synthesizer Jim O'Rourke End Piano

Hummingbird

his goal in life was to be an echo
riding alone, town after town, toll after toll
a fixed bayonet through the great southwest
to forget her

she appears
in his dreams
but in his car, and in his arms
a dream could mean anything
a cheap sunset on a television set could upset her
but he never could

remember to remember me
standing still in your past
floating fast like a hummingbird

his goal in life was to be an echo
the type of sound that floats around
and then back down like a feather
but in the deep chrome canyons of the loudest Manhattans
no one could hear him
or anything

so he slept, on a mountain
in a sleeping bag underneath the stars,
he would lie awake and count them
but the great fountain spray of the great Milky Way
would never let him
die alone

remember to remember me
standing still in your past
floating fast like a hummingbird
remember to remember me
standing still in your past
floating fast like a hummingbird
a hummingbird
a hummingbird

Instrumental Credits


Jeff Tweedy Vocals
John Stirratt Electric Rhythm Guitar & Background Vocals
Glenn Kotche Drums
Mikael Jorgensen Piano
Jim O'Rourke Bass & Electric Lead Guitar
Frankie Montouro Hammer Dulcimer
Karen Waltuch Viola

White Wooden Cross

A white wooden cross by the side of the road
One someone lost that I did not know
What would I do?
What would I do?
If a white wooden cross meant that I'd lost you.
I asked myself how would I let go?
And a thought appeared like a morning dew
And my blood ran cold
My blood ran cold
As these sad ideas passed through
Tell me no lies
Tell me no lies
Is it stranger to live?
Is it stranger to die?
What would I do?
What would I do?
If a white wooden cross meant that I'd lost you
Tell me no lies
Tell me no lies
Is it stranger to live?
Is it stranger to be alive?
For all the people that I am not
And all their prayers and all their thoughts
There's so much more out there
Than here where I stand
I blow my horn for the whole band

Via Chicago

I dreamed about killing you again last night And it felt alright to me Dying on the banks of Embarcadero skies I sat and watched you bleed Buried you alive in a fireworks display Raining down on me Your cold, hot blood ran away from me To the sea I printed my name on the back of a leaf And I watched it float away The hope I had in a notebook full of white, dry pages Was all I tried to save But the wind blew me back via Chicago In the middle of the night And all without fight At the crush of veils and starlight I know I'll make it back One of these days and turn on your TV To watch a man with a face like mine Being chased down a busy street When he gets caught I won't get up And I won't go to sleep I'm coming home, I'm coming home Via Chicago Where the cups are cracked and hooked Above the sink They make me think Crumbling ladder tears don't fall They shine down your shoulders Crawling is screw faster lash I blow it with kisses Rest my head on a pillowy star And a cracked door moon Says I haven't gone too far I'm coming home I'm coming home I'm coming home Via Chicago I'm coming home I'm coming home I'm coming home Searching for a home Searching for a home Searching for a home Via Chicago I'm coming home I'm coming home Instrumental credits: Jeff Tweedy – vocals, electric and acoustic guitars, synthesizers Jay Bennett – banjo, piano, organ, moog, tambourine John Stirratt – bass Ken Coomer – drums

Bull Black Nova

It’s in my hair
It’s on my clothes
It’s in the river over the road
It’s shining down, my angry star
Hanging on the hood of my car

I’m not going far
I’m not going far

It’s coming down
They’re coming up the shoulders
What have they found?
I wonder if they know
I’m in a bull black Chevy Nova
Silhouetted by the setting sun

This can’t be undone
This can’t be undone

If I’m the one with blood on my sofa
Blood in the sink, blood in the trunk
High at the wheel of a bull black Nova
Then I’m sorry as the setting sun

This can’t be undone
Can’t be outrun

It’s in my head
There’s blood in the sink
I can’t calm down
I can’t think
I keep calling there’s blood in the trunk
I can’t calm down

Pick up
Pick up

Random Name Generator

Come on listen to the weed whistle way I belong to the stars in the day I ran away Eternal instigator Well I was old I remember the Milky Way, why? I belong to the stars in the sky Random name Random name generator Random name generator Random name generator You don't know me cold as night Somebody hold me in the diamond light A narrator Mr narrator I want to name every new born child A miracle only ever grows wild Invisible Instigator Random name generator I kind of like it when I make you cry A miracle only once in a while Random name Random name generator I change my name every once in a while A miracle every once in a while I create I am the flame, a flame creator A random name generator Come on cuff me to the weed whistle whine If I miss your breeze will you miss mine I kind of like it when I make you cry A miracle every once in a while Come on cuff me to the weed whistle whine I think I miss my family fine

Reservations

How can I convince you it's me I don't like Not be so indifferent to the look in your eyes When I've always been distant And I've always told lies For love I'm bound by these choices so hard to make I'm bound by the feeling so easy to fake None of this is real Enough to take me From you O I've got reservations About so many things But not about you I know this isn't what you were wanting me to say How can I get closer and be further away From the truth That proves it's beautiful To lie I've got reservations About so many things But not about you I…reservations About so many things But not about you Not about you Not about you Not about you Not about you

We Were Lucky

All I saw from where I stood
The sun was smiling down on us
We were lucky that's for sure
I was yours
Now all I see from where I'm from
Empty auditorium
We were lucky that's for sure
I was yours
And you didn't mind
Being mine
There was a pop in my ear
As I left the atmosphere
Dragging behind my mind
It's too late
Don't say it
Don't say...
All I saw from where I stood
Three long mountains and a wood
I'm lucky that's for sure
I'm yours
And you didn't mind being mine

Love Is Everywhere (Beware)

So tangled in the wild
Seeing myself as something more mean
Out in the country
Sadness wants me
Further away from the scene
Right now right now love is everywhere
Right now right now love is everywhere
Where the sunlight grabs the lake
It's frozen in the flames
Beneath the sleeping town
With the riots raining down
It's all yours now
It's all for you
Right now right now love is everywhere
Right now right now love is everywhere
So many things I do
I can't explain to you
Right now right now love is everywhere
Right now I'm frightened how
Love is here
Beware
Our love is everywhere
 

Impossible Germany

Impossible Germany Unlikely Japan Wherever you go Wherever you land I’ll say what this means to me I’ll do what I can Impossible Germany Unlikely Japan (The) fundamental problem We all need to face This is important But I know you’re not listening Oh I know you’re not listening If this was still new to me I wouldn’t understand Impossible Germany Unlikely Japan But this is what love is for To be out of place Gorgeous and alone Face to face With no larger problems That need to be erased Nothing more important than to know Someone’s listening Now I know You’ll be listening Written by Jeff Tweedy and Wilco Instrumental Credits Jeff Tweedy – vocals, electric guitar John Stirratt – bass Glenn Kotche – drums, percussion Mikael Jorgensen – piano, Hammond A100 organ Nels Cline – lead electric gutiar Pat Sansone – electric guitar

Forget the Flowers

You're trying my patience, try pink carnations
Red roses and yellow daffodils
Don't forget the flowers, someday, I know you will

Displayers of affection and all good intentions
Why don't you just send me the bill
Don't forget the flowers, someday, I know you will

Lately you've been taking me
Way too seriously, oooh
I can't ever explain why
I don't feel your pain, oooh

I left you behind, I know it's been a long time
But I'm not over you
Don't forget the flowers, someday, I hope I do

You're tryin' my patience, try pink carnations
Red roses and yellow daffodils
Don't forget the flowers, someday
I know I will

Don't forget the flowers, someday
I know I will

Box Full of Letters

I've got a box full of letters
I think you might like to read
Some things that you might like to see
But they're all addressed to me

I wish I had a lotta answers
'Cause that's the way it should be
For all these questions
Being directed at me

I just can't find the time

To write my mind
The way I want it to read

You'll come back again
And I'll still be your friend

I got a lot of your records
In a separate stack
Some things that I might like to hear, but I
Guess I'll give 'em back

I wish I had a lotta answers
'Cause that's the way it should be
For all these questions
Being directed at me

Just can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read

You'll come back again
And I'll still be your friend

I can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read

Just can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read

Instrumental credits:
Jeff Tweedy – vocals, guitar
John Stirratt – bass, vocals
Max Johnston – dobro
Ken Coomer – drums
Brian Henneman – guitars

Everyone Hides

If you're telling yourself a story
Where the secrets twist like vines
And you know where the bodies are buried
But you can't remember where you buried the mines
Oh no one denies
Everyone hides
Oh oh, everyone hides
If you're selling yourself on a tale
Where the details drift with time
Where the point gets lost in the telling
And the telling was the point all the while
Deep inside
Everyone hides
Oh oh, some of the time
If you're selling yourself on a vision
A dream of who you are
An idea of how it should be
And a wish upon a star
Remember...
Remember...
It can't be denied
Oh oh everyone hides...
Oh no one denies
Everyone hides
Oh oh, everyone hides
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
 

Jesus, Etc.

Jesus, don't cry You can rely on me honey You can combine anything you want I'll be around You were right about the stars Each one is a setting sun Tall buildings shake Voices escape singing sad sad songs Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies turning your orbit around Don't cry You can rely on me honey You can come by any time you want I'll be around You were right about the stars Each one is a setting sun Tall buildings shake Voices escape singing sad sad songs Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies turning your orbit around Voices whine Skyscrapers are scraping together Your voice is smoking Last cigarettes are all you can get Turning your orbit around Our love Our love Our love is all we have Our love Our love is all of God's money Everyone is a burning sun Tall buildings shake Voices escape singing sad sad songs Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks Bitter melodies turning your orbit around Voices whine Skyscrapers are scraping together Your voice is smoking Last cigarettes are all you can get Turning your orbit around Last cigarettes are all you can get Turning your orbit around Last cigarettes are all you can get Turning your orbit around

Theologians

Theologians they don’t know nothing About my soul About my soul I’m an ocean And this emotion Slow motion, slow motion Illiterati lumin fedei God is with us everyday That illiterate light Is with us every night Theologians, oh they don’t know nothing About my soul Oh they don’t know They thin my heart with little things And my life with change Oh in so many ways I find more missing every day Theologians I’m going away Where you will look for me Where I’m going you cannot come No one’s ever gonna take my life from me I lay it down A ghost is born A ghost is born A ghost is born I am a notion I am all emotion I am a cherry ghost Cherry ghost Hey I’m a cherry ghost Cherry ghost

Instrumental Credits

Jeff Tweedy Vocals, Electric & Acoustic Guitar John Stirratt Bass Glenn Kotche Drums Leroy Bach Acoustic Guitar Mikael Jorgensen Piano Jim O'Rourke Piano

I'm the Man Who Loves You

All I can see Is black and white And white and pink With blades of blue That lay between The words I think On a page I was meaning To send to you I couldn't tell If it would Bring my heart The way I wanted When I started Writing this letter to you But if I could You know I would Just hold your hand And you'd understand I'm the man who loves you All I can be Is a busy sea Of spinning wheels And hands that feel For stones to throw And feet that run But come back home It makes no difference Ever known Makes no difference Ever known to me But if I could You know I would Just hold your hand And you'd understand I'm the man who loves you All I can see Is black and white And white and pink With blades of blue That lay between The words I think On a page I was meaning To send to you I couldn't tell If it would Bring my heart The way I wanted When I started Writing this letter to you If I could You know I would Just hold your hand And you'd understand I'm the man who loves you If I could You know I would Just hold your hand And you'd understand I'm the man who loves you If I could You know I would Just hold your hand And you'd understand I'm the man who loves you I'm the man who loves you I'm the man who loves you I'm the man who loves you  

Hold Me Anyway

So
You might not give a dam
I'm like a hologram
Light is all I am
Time is nothing I can keep
It's the same as when I sleep
If time is just to kill
Then I will
Overflowing like a crowd
I'm freaking the fuck out
I'll try to do my best
I guess
High in an old dead tree
That plastic bag is me
That's where I want to be
Are we all in love just because?
No! I think it's poetry and magic
Something too big to have a name
And when you get it right it's still tragic
And when you die who's to blame?
Did you think everything
Would be okay?
Are we all in love just because?
No! I think it's poetry and magic
Something too big to have a name
And when you get it right it's still tragic
And when you die who's to blame?
Did you think everything
Would be okay?
No! I think it's poetry and magic
Something too big to have a name
And when you get it right it's still tragic
And when you die who's to blame?
Do you think, everything
Will be, okay
Okay

Misunderstood

When you're back in your old neighborhood
The cigarettes taste so good
But you're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood

There's something there that you can't find
You look honest when you're telling a lie
You hurt her but you don't know why
You love her but you don't know why

Short on long term goals
There's a party there that we ought to go to
If you still love rock and roll
If you still love rock and roll?

It's only a quarter to three
Reflecting off of your CD
You're looking at a picture of me
You're staring at a picture of me

Take the guitar player for a ride
'Cause he ain't never been satisfied
He thinks he owes some kind of debt
It'll be years before he gets over it

There's a fortune inside your head
When all you touch turns to lead
You think you might just crawl back in bed
With a fortune inside your head

I know you're just a mama's boy
You're positively unemployed
So misunderstood
So misunderstood

I know you've got a god-shaped hole
You're bleeding out your heart full of soul
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood

I'd like to thank you all for nothing
I'd like to thank you all for nothing at all
I'd like to thank you all for nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all

California Stars

I'd like to rest my heavy head tonight
On a bed of California stars
I'd like to lay my weary bones tonight
On a bed of California stars

I'd love to feel your hand touching mine
And tell me why I must keep working on
Yes I'd give my life to lay my head tonight
On a bed of California stars

I'd like to dream my troubles all away
On a bed of California stars
Jump up from my starbed and make another day
Underneath my California stars

They hang like grapes on vines that shine
And warm the lovers' glass like friendly wine
So, I'd give this world
just to dream a dream with you
On our bed of California stars

Published by Woody Guthrie Publications, Inc./Warner-Tamerlane Publishing
Corp./Words-Ampersand Music [BMI]/Titanic Majesties Music [ASCAP]

Words: Woody Guthrie [no date]
Music: Jay Bennett/Jeff Tweedy 1997
Jay Bennett: piano, backing vocal
Billy Bragg: acoustic guitar
Ken Coomer: drums and percussion
Corey Harris: lap steel guitar
Eliza Carthy: violin
John Stirratt: electric bass, backing vocal
Jeff Tweedy: acoustic guitar, lead vocal

Red Eyed and Blue

We've got solid-state technology
Tapes on the floor
Some songs we can't afford to play
When we came here today
All I wanted to say
Is how much I miss you
Alcohol and cotton balls
And some drugs
We can't afford on the way
When we came here today
We all felt something true
Now I'm red-eyed and blue

I Got You (At the End of the Century)

I got you and that's all I need I got you and that's all I need I got you and that's all I need I got you I got you and I still believe That you are all I will ever need It's you, oh All the way back in the seventies You were my little TV queen Tarzan and your friend Janine I got you I got you and I still believe That you are all I will ever need It's you, oh It's the end of the century And I can't think of anything Except you It's the end of the century And I can't think of anything But you, oh All, I, need I got you I got you, babe I got you You You, ooh ooh I got you I got you Oooh I got you

Outtasite (Outta Mind)

I know we don't talk much
But you're such a good talker
Oh-whoa

Well I know we should take a walk
But you're such a fast walker, oh-whoa,
Well alright

I know where I'll be tonight, alright
Outta mind outta site

Well okay
I know you don't love me
But you'll still be thinking of me, oh-whoa

Well alright
I know you probably hate me
That's okay with me
Alright!

I know where I'll be tonight, alright
Outta mind outta site
Outta mind outta site

You don't see me now
You don't want to anyhow

Look out
Here I come again
And I'm bringing my friends

Look out
Here I come again
I'm bringing my friends
Okay, alright, okay alright!

I know where I'll be tonight, alright

Outta mind outta site
Outta mind outta si-ite
Outta mind outta si-i-i-ite

official show poster by Jose Garcia /Zoca

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