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How
03:15
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How do I get there?
To the woods, through this country
And how do I stay there?
Make a home, grow all the things that I’ve ignored
I tried to start by weeding through
The trauma in my bones
To rearrange the memories
Forgive and not keep score
But, how could you?
When we were young, blind and falling
And how can you?
Linger on, drink your coffee like there’s nothing wrong
I tried to start by walking four-hundred miles
From north to south
And to riddle through scenarios
As if I had the power
And in the end it seems
To be uneven even at the root
You are you, I am me, we are we
There’s nothing left to prove
But how do I get there?
Through the woods, to the morning
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2. |
Westlawn Cemetery
02:59
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I went out walking in a cool September breeze
By the graveyards in my hometown
Tangerine clouds passed the alabaster tombs
Of people who figured it out
And it got me to thinking how my mother’s getting older
Now I’m making her dinner at night
And the stones just illuminate the irony of losing
You can’t fake getting out alive
Everyday I’m resistant to the permanence of moving
Through these cycles, currents, and tides
Every side of me loves every side of you that’s leaving
That’s how I know I’m changing this time
That’s how I know I might be changing this time
It’s the Saturday choir of mowers in the yard
And you’re digging through your garden designs
Tender of the universe, your hands covered in soil
Where we all end up down the line
We’ll become the flowers in time
We’ll become the flowers in time
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3. |
I Needed You
03:15
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I want a simple house, simple man
Dancing in the wilderness
Never mind what I might find down the road again
Little car, dotted line
Are you passing through to another time?
Never know which one of us will bend
Wasn’t kind of you, wasn’t always true when
I needed you
Your flannel shirt, your calming words
I needed you
City lights, country nights
Playing pool and tossing dice
Never know who’s arms I’ll lay in
Coffee cup, wish me luck
Circle through the redux
Never know what cycle I’m spinnin’
Wasn’t kind of you, wasn’t always true when
I needed you
How cruel to be, this kind of free when
I needed you
Big heart, highway mind
Rock ‘n roll baby turn the dial
Never know what song I’m singin’
I’m a simple person with a simple truth
I want a simple way to love you but I
Never seem to know which way’s the wind
Wasn’t kind of you, wasn’t always true when
I needed you
Your soft t-shirt, your calm embrace
I needed you
I needed you
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4. |
North to South
02:20
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North to south you’re travelin'
Along the Blue Ridge spine
Authoring your story
I hope you find your shine
It’s an odd truth
A tangled bruise
And I’m left with these memories of you
East to West I’m travelin'
Across the Great Divide
I have questioned all my senses
And let fear be my guide
It’s an odd truth
A ruthless tomb
And I’m left with these memories of you
I’d like to let you follow
But the patterns don’t align
So I’ll kiss you on your breast
As you’re swallowed up by time
It’s an odd truth
A tangled bruise
And I’m left with these memories of you
It’s an odd truth
A tangled bruise
And I’m left with these memories of you
And I’m left with these memories of you
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5. |
Ineffable
04:16
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I hear the sound of sirens laughing at my window
I smell the rain of midnight searching for a place to go
I feel my body all contorted looking for comfort in angular places
I see angels tellin’ me to quit my second guessing
And when I walked outside today I looked out and I could see the sky
And I put my hand up mama, to hold it up for you
How come the clouds came by, how come the clouds go by yet it remains so blue
In the back of my mind, I still cradle every thought of you
There’s a thousand little worlds
From the streets of New York City
To the highways and the half-moon hills
There’s a thousand little words
I could string ‘em all together
But it wouldn’t make sense of the same strangeness of it all
My mother of the mountains wears her heart out on her sleeve
She has trouble explaining the day-to-day happenings
The struggle comes and goes, it goes and comes yet it remains so new
In every stumbling conversation, every half-evoked thought
I am a mess with you
There’s a thousand little worlds
From the look of a lover
To the softness in a stranger’s eyes
There’s a thousand little words
I could string ‘em all together
But it wouldn’t make sense of the same strangeness of it all
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6. |
For the Song
03:09
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Tired legs, tired lips she tries to muscle on
With every breath she draws in through her lungs
And every route that led here leads to where she’s goin’
She’ll rise and she’ll fall and she’ll try for the song
Money in her pocket with a face that looks like hers
No doubts of her intentions to twist the scales and words
No claim that her companion settled for her scores
She’ll be low, she’ll be right, she’ll be high, she’ll be the source
And when the rage comes around
And every critic’s tearing up her ground
The truth becomes power
Saw her sitting there in silence wondering how to carry on
Says “I’m no passing illusion or trend you can own
I am not an object you can curse or define
I’ll live and I’ll die and I’ll rise for my lines”
And when the stars come around
And everyone is handing her the crown
She’ll be steady and still
“I am heading
Homeward bound
When you find me
I won’t be found”
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Tom and Jerry
02:08
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I did everything to catch you
Turned my arms into marble statues
Wrapped around your chest
We mined until the gold was lead
Was it the drive up 95?
Showing you how the stick shift slides
Laughing at every stall
And screaming when the words got small
It’s an adage to an ancient game
A see and saw of who takes the blame
Now I’m working too hard at the jewelry store
Soldering stones to even the score
Smiling at what I’ve attained
And crying when I miss you again
It’s an adage to an ancient dance
A Tom and Jerry trying to fake a romance
You gave no reason
Just grabbed the key and sped away
Oh it’s getting so hard to choose
And I’m chewing on all the alternate routes
Playin’ ‘em out on every page
A cat and mouse just stuck in the cage
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8. |
Jimmy, Come Back
02:29
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Dawn looks a little clearer now
With confidence of morning light
How I wish to be in your arms
With you still taking flight
Rest is not available
When ego clouds the mind
How I wish I could photosynthesize
Create my own shine
Jimmy come back
Skip your town and
Hop on the next train down
We’ll talk through all the secrets we haven’t told
Holding all this tension now
In my neck and in my spine
I want you to want me
To resolve everything
But see our paths dividing
Jimmy stay home
I love you but I have to let you go
We’re all bound to find someone to lose
Quiet in the evening time
No body to behold
Time to dim this neon heart
But the sign stays in my soul
Jimmy come back
I’ll skip this town
And hop on the next plane down
We’re all bound to find someone to lose
Oh Jimmy come back
Skip your town
And hop on the next train down
We’re all bound to find someone to lose
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9. |
To See Through
03:16
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It’s the cold northern winds
Like the old grade school friends
Finding all of the cracks in my skin
I will welcome you in
Every horror as friend
Take account of the message you send
If I see you passin’ through
Every seed to its bloom
I might know more of the map
I’m traveling through
And if I howl very far
I can see through the dark
Make it known, make it good, make it light
And if I watch you passin’ through
I get the urge to follow too
But I know habits never help to
Break the loop
To see through
To see through
To see it through
Keep the candle a’light
For the spirits of night
They might know, they might care
They might cry, they might share
They might try
To see it through
To see through
To see through
To see it through
To see it through
To see it through
To see it through
To see it through
To see it through
To see you through
To see it through
To see it through
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10. |
Julia
02:10
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Thought I’d be there standing next to you
Always supporting through hard times
But it’s a different town and it’s a different plan
Trading control for a blank canvas and a new life
Oh, Julia
The pen is in your hands for now
Sorrow don’t keep as good company
Grows slowly rotten like weeds best leave behind
Oh, Julia
The key is in your certainty
You can’t always fear goodbyes you see
Hope is the only seed worth planting
Oh, Julia
I am always on your side
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Eliza Edens Brooklyn, New York
guitar poet
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