[mix] postcards from somewhere

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postcards from somewhere
a mix
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postcards from italy | beirut
the times we had
oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow
were not all bad
we put our feet just where they had, had to go

walking in memphis | marc cohn
saw the ghost of elvis out on Union Avenue
followed him up to the gates of Graceland
and i watched him walk right through

düsseldorf | regina spektor
in Düsseldorf i met a dwarf with bad breath and a really good tan
in Gelterkinden i remembered how to laugh
and i never forgot it again

chicago | sufjan stevens
i drove to New York
in a van with my friend
we slept in parking lots
i don't mind, i don't mind
i was in love with the place, in my mind, in my mind
i made a lot of mistakes, in my mind, in my mind

hong kong cemetery | johnny flynn
your life might be a mess of lights when you're on your own
but the lights you see form a line that'll be pointing all the way home
i was here before
my name was on the door

boston | augustana
you don't know me, and you don't even care
she said you don't know me, and you don't wear my chains
she said, i think i'm going to Boston
i think i'll start a new life
i think i'll start it over
where no one knows my name

holiday in spain | the counting crows
we got airplane rides
we got California drowning out the window side
we've got big black cars
and we got stories how we slept with all the movie stars

harrisburg | josh ritter
it's a long way to Heaven, it's closer to Harrisburg
and that's still a long way from the place where we are
and if evil exists it's a pair of train tracks
and the devil is a railroad car

prague | damien rice
wrap myself in a bag
i'm all wrapped up in Prague
i'm all wrapped up in you
i'm all wrapped up in him too

chelsea hotel no. 2 | rufus wainwright
i remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
you were famous, your heart was a legend
you told me again you preferred handsome men
but for me you would make an exception

king of spain | the tallest man on earth
i am not from Barcelona, i am not even from Madrid
i am a native of the North folk, and that can mess up any kid

kansas road trip | the ascetic junkies
or all the lies you tell your children now
make sure you never tell them how
god is not on your side

paris is burning | st. vincent
i'm on your side when nobody is, cause nobody is
come sit right here and sleep while i slip poison in your ear

america | simon & garfunkel
i'm lost, i said, though i knew she was sleeping
i'm empty and aching and i don't know why
counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
they've all gone to look for America

that home | the cinematic orchestra
where the doors are moaning all day long
where the stairs are leaning dusk 'til dawn
where the windows are breathing in the light
where the rooms are a collection of our lives
this is a place i don't feel alone
this is a place that i call my home

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