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1. |
Run to You
02:44
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I’m turning in my sheet
there’ll be no more ghosts in this town
You won't have to hunt me down
You'll never know how lost I've been
I’ve been dead and back again
All I did was starve myself
a cemetery in my mouth
Until I was a skeleton
of the woman I had been
CHORUS
I just want to run, I just want to run.
I just wanna run to you. I just wanna run.
I just want to run. I just want to run to you.
Sometimes I see your truck go by
and every time I start to cry
I blow my cover one more time
'cause I say I don't care, but I'm lying
CHORUS
I am really missing you
and find I’m always running to
men who almost who feel like home
‘cause I don’t want to feel alone
I don’t want to be alone
a princess with a broken throne
waving from the catacombs
CHORUS
I’m turning in my sheet
there’ll be no more ghosts in this town
You won’t have to hunt me down
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2. |
Kisses & Milk
03:16
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Kisses and milk
I crave your long embraces
Your vast unwavering eyes
untie me like shoelaces
ahh...
CHORUS:
How could I tell you?
What if you knew how much I care?
I want to inhale ‘til I burst into
a million molecules of air
You touch my face
and I glow like a firefly
And we weave winding trails
as we twirl into twilight
ahh...
CHORUS
How could I tell you?
What if you knew how much I care?
I’m gonna inhale ‘til I burst into
a million molecules of air
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3. |
Bone by Bone
03:50
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When I was eating peaches
Mama called me on the phone
She echoed like a drifter
She said "Baby, please come home,
I need you home”
In my unraveled sweater
in my ageless stomping boots
I drove home to Mama
to see what baby girl could do
To see what I could...
CHORUS:
Home, home going home
Bone by bone going home
Home, home going home
Bone by bone I'm going home
He was in the kitchen
Mama fed him with a spoon
and how his eyes are sparkless
and my father cannot move
What am I supposed to...
CHORUS
...bone by bone he's going home
Up we lifted Papa
From his wheels onto the bed
and I read him stories
like he did when we were kids
like he read when we were...
CHORUS
...bone by bone we’re going home
*NOTE TO READER:
“Bone by Bone” is fictional and loosely based on the life
experiences of a dear friend. My own dad is in excellent health.
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4. |
Rather Be With You
02:38
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I'd rather be at home with you, Love
making bubble moustaches
in our double bathtub
And I could kiss you all night
until we fall asleep to the bathroom nightlight
CHORUS:
I'd rather be with you
I'd rather be with you
rather be with you
Just you wait ’til we get bored
I will start picking fights and play punk
music on the harpsichord
And then we'll get a fake divorce
and you can have the goldfish
if I get the Ouija board
CHORUS
We'll let the whole world in
let the whole world in
We’ll let the whole world
and swallow it whole
We'll let the whole world in
let the whole world in
We’ll let the whole world
You're my new love every day
The earth, making gentle pirouettes
in the boundless arms of space
as we get lost in the ballet
spinning 'til our breathless silhouettes soften into grey
CHORUS
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If you must go, then you must go
Only you know how to find your way
Even if this takes you all night,
through secret lives and into day
CHORUS
If you don't live the life you dream
who else will, who else will?
Who else will live the life you dream?
When the slow beacon starts to burn
And winter turns from ash to green
You, my love, are the one to part
the deadest sea and pass between
CHORUS
You are an arrow in the dark
And you are its lucky mark
And in the marrow of your heart
You know everything you need
CHORUS
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6. |
San Francisco
03:58
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I rode the Zephyr
I boarded in Denver
my savings tucked in a wad in my sneaker
Utah was flying past the window beside me
sweeping away all the clutter that confines me going to...
San Francisco where graceful people
can't find parking and resort to circling
seven days a week
past the houses, Painted Ladies
swaying gaily from the hills down onto Mission Street
Here at the station I've lost my tempo
You, my love, lead me to a palace in the Castro
I meet the master, a lord in leopard and lace
who gives us red wine and lets us crash at his place in...
San Francisco where graceful people
can't find parking but prefer their walking
seven days a week
past the houses, Painted Ladies
swaying gaily from the hills down onto Mission Street
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7. |
Rockstar
02:53
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I sing like a diva in the shower
And rock out to the radio in my car
Clearly, my talent is a miracle
And someday you will know that I’m a star
CHORUS:
I could be a rockstar, too
and they’ll love me like they love you
I could be a rockstar, too
and they’ll love me like I love you
Don't you know how good I look in leather
black mascara running down my face
I’m slaying my critics with a stratocaster
Banging my head to the drum and bass
I was built for strutting in the spotlight
and winking at the hotties in the crowd
They love the way I shake my wicked booty
My voice bewitches like no other sound
CHORUS
I'm the one who everyone admires
and all the hipsters copy my hairdo
See my photo in the tabloid paper
sporting my new cobra tattoo
Though I am the ambassador coolness
it's my modesty that shocks them all
I will never say that "I'm the next big thing"
‘cause that would be admitting that I'm small
CHORUS
I sing like a diva in the shower
And rock out to radio in my car
Clearly, my talent is a miracle
And someday you will know that I’m a star
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8. |
Fishing
03:21
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You can't go fishing for long
‘til you catch something
Maybe a fish or a song
you'll catch something
Surely you could throw it back again
or you could dine
Or let it hang gasping on your line
while you decide
Come on, come on, come on
Let's go fishing
You can't go walking for long
til you meet something
Maybe a scar on the road
sets your soul stumbling
Surely you could keep on marching by
and then be gone
Or let love press the archives of your heart
and move along
Come on, come on, come on
let's go walking
You can't go fishing for long
‘til you catch something
Maybe the spark that you lost
illuminates everything
Surely you could dampen it again,
or you could shine
Or let it fade on you fishing line
while you decide
Come on, come on, come on
let's go fishing
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9. |
All This Time
03:34
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You are an arctic refuge
and a hundred words for snow
Or maybe you're a lost volcano
and I'm growing where you used to flow
But see I sprouted where you
left a thousand pieces of my heart behind
And now I finally have the confidence
to ask you where your love was all this time,
all this time
Ooh, all this time, ooh
I am not a child anymore
I am nineteen turning twenty in July
The years have peeled away my fury and
I’m shaking like a newborn butterfly
Though you may never be the father
that I wished I had had
and though my brothers may never forgive you
I'm still praying that I can, I promise you I can
Ooh, for all this time, ooh
Though you never told him I'm alive
I thought I'd give a call to meet your dad
And when I heard his anger ring
I think I finally knew why you have been so sad
Ooh, all this time, ooh
*NOTE TO READER:
“All this Time” is fictional and loosely based on the life
experiences of a young woman I once met. My own
dad is a loving, devoted, and ever-present father.
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10. |
Excalibur
04:12
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I will give you my Excalibur
you wield it like no other king can
Twist the blade, undress my heart
where you can heal your battled hand
CHORUS:
Lay me down my king
Warrior, I will lay you down
Lay me down my king
Warrior, I will lay you down
I will lead you where I wish I did not live
Will you plant me violets there?
and fold me in the dawning of your arms?
Will you catch my weary tears?
CHORUS
Restless One come rest with me
Lay your vigil down
Love's the treasure of your wanderings
May love bejewel your crown
CHORUS
...Warrior, I won’t let you down
I will give you my Excalibur
You wield it like no other king can
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11. |
Loneliest Lifetime
03:26
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I stopped writing letters when you died.
I stopped waiting for the evening tide.
I don't think I even cried
'cause I was dead but still alive.
I am dead but still alive
in this Loneliest Lifetime
But I've been living like I'm fine
I'm planting all my own road signs
but Love, I may as well be blind
without you
Love I may as well be blind
In this Loneliest Lifetime
Everything we dreamed we'd be
is now a wingless melody.
Love is lost, and I am here
where every twilight lasts for years
and even tears they are not mine
in this Loneliest Lifetime
And I feel dead but I’m still alive
in this Loneliest Lifetime
And I pray you’re my Angel
in this Loneliest Lifetime
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