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Enough
03:13
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Wild winds never know where they go, no thought of tomorrow. Wild winds have life of their own, no need for your sorrow. Wild girls always got it rough, they can never say sorry enough.
Winter nights knock you down on the ground, just braced for another round. Winter nights always turn me around, got me feeling that up is down. Summer love, won't you bring us a dove? I can never say sorry enough.
At the end of a long cold day, I know what you're bound to say. At the end of a warm little life, you're alone in your paradise. At the start, we were so in love. Guess I never said sorry enough.
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Oh Wandering Man
03:43
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Oh wandering man. Oh how I love to wander when I’m with you and fall into your eyes. And if the night is stormy, then we’ll stay in by the fire. Oh how lucky am I to hibernate with you. And if the night is clear, then we’ll both run away. Oh for days and days, oh we’ll wander til we’re spent. And if someday my wander goes a different way from yours, oh don’t worry. I’ll still be right here to think of you.
My wandering man. Oh how I love to listen to your heart beat when you hold me in your arms. And if the days are quick, then we’ll let them slip on by. You’re a treasure of mine, more precious every day. And if the days are long, then we’ll cherish the time. Oh together, my dear, we’re much stronger than apart, so when some day we realize how the years had passed us by, I’ll remember that heartbeat, oh if nothing else.
Because, darling, I’ll always be a refuge you can turn to. All around the world, say my name and I will find my way to you. Oh my dear wandering man.
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North
04:21
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What are you doing, up by the border, way up north? Made yourself a house full of ice. What are you thinking, up in your head, way up there? Made yourself a castle of horror. Bumping into things when you can't sleep, leave the rest alone. Jumping in your throat when you can't breathe. Let me hold my own. Let those you love live long.
Where are you going, up too late, fast on the highway? Got yourself a trunkful of problems. Why are you running up to your own end, fast through your mind? Got yourself a cup full of answers. Creeping through the grass in the moonlight, run your hands along. Smiling through the glass in your front teeth. Rather you'd be gone. Let those you love live long.
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Someone Tell Me
04:04
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Not one of the boys, never was and never want to be. Too much poise to let them rope me in. Too much pride to tell them when I'm joking. Too much fire, and little egos getting broken.
Someone tell me what I did to piss off half the world like this. Hold my own: get called a bitch. Let them pay a cent: now I’m just another trick. What game is this that I can't win? Been 20 years, but I'm just beginning. Date around: I'm drowned sin. Keep to myself: I'm a prude and a shut-in. Can't I have some peace and go about my life without this show? With no right choice, nowhere to go, the only thing I really know is this shit's getting old.
Can’t hang with the guys without me killing off the fun. Not too wise to try and try again. Not so fast - oh where did you think you were gonna go? Not too sad I’ve got so much here they’ll never know.
Someone tell me what I did to piss off half the world like this. Say yes when I want: oh gave it to him too quick. Keep saying no: I'm just playing hard to get. What game is this that I can't win? Been 20 years but I'm just beginning. Focus on work: you're a terrible mother. Go be a mother: you're a lazy motherfucker. Can't I have some peace and go about my life without this show? They'll drag you down until you fold. Only thing I really know is this shit's getting old.
One of so many who feel a foot on their back pressing down all the time. Getting tired of pushing back. Let me stand up. Getting tired of pushing back.
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Let the Grass Grow
02:58
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I'm in love with a girl who no longer exists. She hurts to think about, but I'm happy she lives. Don't want to see her, so I ask if I may and get the "no" that I've been praying for.
I'm in love with a place I can no longer go. It's sad to pass it by, but I have to come home. Don't want to leave it, so I go far away and get the heartache that I've been aching for.
If I wander, let me go. When I get lonely, take me back home. If I'm running, leave me be. When I get tired, let the grass grow over me.
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No Gold
02:18
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Wonder where you’re going. To keep my mind, I’m singing, “Oh, don’t leave me in the desert.” Get down flat to the ground, pressed to the earth like your father ain’t coming. Child, shield your ears from the thunder. Child, close your eyes. I’m married. He’s daddy. He keeps me sharp but a lady. I’m martyred. He barters for another go on the street corner. Ain’t no gold in the valley no more.
Wonder what he’s doing. To keep my mind, I’m singing, “Oh, just let me breathe, oh but keep me please.” Go on, prove them right. Come home weekly just to... your wife, yeah. Man, you’re a devil on the inside. Man, you’re a dog. I’m crumbling. He’s stumbling. No powder hides how we’re doing. I used to be so anxious, but now we keep it down on the night shift. I was married. He’s buried. Secrets got me down on my knees praying. Got me praying. Ain’t no gold in the valley no more.
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The Shallows
04:07
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You're always looking at the ground thinking it's mirror. Just gotta get over it. You're always looking at the sky thinking it's a wishing well. Just gotta get over it. Nobody is left, but you're my little sacred spell so say your prayers and go to sleep now. Nobody is left, but you're my little paper moth who sits on the wall and dies by the first frost.
I think I know my way around my paranoia. Just gotta get over it. I think I know how to get by with only a wish to sell. Just gotta get over it. Somebody once told me, "You'll grow up to be big and strong but today's not your day so don't you sweat it." Somebody once told me, "You'll grow up to be royalty, but you'll still lock your keys in the car on the weekly."
And I see you, a face without eyes. And I see me, scared by my shadow. And I see us, drowned in the shallows.
I love to burn down all the fun just to be a loser. Never getting an answer. I love to cut out my own heart so I'll start an ugly fight. Never getting an answer. Remember you told me, "We'll get older and move away, but today it's a trap and don't forget it." Remember you told me, "We'll get older and lose our minds, but we'll still keep each other on the other phone line."
You like to stare into the sun to see your future. Never getting an answer. You like to suffer for your art just to have an end in sight. Never getting an answer. You're only a joke, but you're my favourite thorn and stone that sticks in my side and breaks my bones. You're only a joke, but you're my favourite little laugh in the back of my throat if I died in a car crash.
And I see you, a face without eyes. And I see me, scared by my shadow. And I see us, drowned in the shallows.
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8. |
Oak Tree Winds
03:58
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Going home when you know that it's no longer there. Looking for something once was lost when you know it's stolen. Making do with the things you hate and must be grateful. Kick yourself when you speak your mind and fog emerges.
Tell a soul, "Thoughts of oak tree winds keep me up at night." They make you small just to keep you in their lockets. Give a smile to all who leave your side, tell them it's alright. I know you're fine with some boulders in your pockets. Don't sink me.
Moving on when you know your heart is still so frozen. Hoping for some disaster that washes a clean slate for you. Doing time when you know that you deserve it so much faster. Make amends for all that you said while steeped in bitters.
Tell a soul, "Thoughts of poisoned earth help me sleep at night." They keep you small just to make you never leave. Blow a kiss to all who bury you alive, tell them you've been dead for years. I know you're sad that I have nothing up my sleeves. Don't sink me.
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9. |
July
01:05
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Julia Tuesday New York, New York
Looping my way to back to nature
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