1. |
Valentine
03:01
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Will you be my valentine
Hold my hand and call you mine
We can learn to dance together
Under blue skies and in fair weather
Will you stay when night has gone
Make the coffee mow the lawn
Unbrushed teeth and unkept hair
Perhaps you'll leave to get fresh air
Babies crying in the night
Unwashed dishes they start a fight
Photographs of unlived dreams
Remember how we thought it would be
Will you talk till three with me
Balance budgets climb a tree
Under grey skies when it rains
Sometimes it seems this is in vain
Would you be my valenine
Can we stand the tests of time
Would you reach across the rift
If I get out my sewing kit
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2. |
Black and White
02:32
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You bring the flowers
And I'll bring the tea
Good old fashioned
Like you and me
Under the rain
We'll discuss broken dreams
Till night breaks open
Revealing the trees
We first walked seeking solace
From moments falling stars can't wish away
What we found was a place where
Black and white unite with grey
We never knew
How far we could run
Till the future was calling
With notice to foot the bill
So we ran
Till all we could see
Was a shadow fortelling
The past that we had won
And we ran
And she ran
And I ran away
We first walked seeking solace
From moments falling stars can't wish away
What we found was a place where
Black and white unite with grey
You bring the paper
And I'll bring the pen
All that I own
Is who I have been
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3. |
Free
04:01
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I want to be with the sun and the green
With the wild things beneath my feet
Then I can forget the cold night that you left
And remember what used to be
When we were free
When we were free
When we were free
When we were free
Free to forget what it's like on this planet
Where all of the strong things break
When we were free like children
With minds still at ease too young naive to see
When they were free
When they were free
When they were free
When they were free
Free to love others like no one is watching and
Free to believe when we were
Free from the burden of knowledge
If they had not eaten of that tree
Would we be free
Would we be free
Would we be free
Would we be
From the heartache the binds
The cold that blinds
The fear that tomorrow
It's more than we can bear
Free of the war zones
A place to call home
Beyond conflict's reach
Would we be free
Would we be free
Would we be free
Would we be free
If we could choose it
I want to be with the sun and the green
With the wild things beneath my feet
Then I can remember a warmer November
When we were free
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4. |
Umbrella
03:59
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We've been waiting here
For far too long our shoes are wet
Waiting for this rain to pass us by
I can see the storm clouds rolling in
Lightening illuminates your trembling chin
I'm an umbrella and they are the rain on a stormy day
I'll stand with you keeping us from drowning
The world keeps throwing all she's got at you
I'll be the place where you can dry your wet shoes
We've been standing here
For far too long the chill's set in
Wishing we could come across a dry spell
I'll wait with you till rain filled skies are blue
I'll help you build the home you cannot ask for
I'm an umbrella and they are the rain on a stormy day
I'll stand with you keeping us from drowning
The world keeps throwing all she's got at you
I'll be the place where you can dry your wet shoes
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5. |
Walls
04:41
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Yellow walls
Stained glass sunset
Late night fires
In the woods
Dirty hands
Grandmothers garden
If she were here
To see this mess
Hold on
Hold on
To these walls
Unmade beds
Chickens laughing
Empty souls
Fill the old farmhouse
August days
Hot humid tension
Broken mirrors l
Line the walls
Hold on
Hold on
To these walls
One more word
Typewriter tapping
Lies poured out
For us to see
I said goodbye
September’s mourning
Black beauty left
One last time
Hold on
Hold on
To these walls
Their witness will live
When we’re gone
And so I hold on
Please hold on
Hold on
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6. |
200
03:23
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200 miles
Across the room
I’ll sit with you
I’ll leave at noon
200 times
I said goodbye
But now I know
That i’ll never be home
People grow cold
And I grow old
Watching memories fade
As you drain the bottle
And I turn to walk away
Away
As I turned
I turned
200 years
Away from you
If this is love
Than I never knew you
People grow cold
And I grow old
Watching memories fade
As you drain the bottle
And I turn to walk away
Away
As I turned
I turned
Stale whiskey and cigarettes
Cling to your breath
Stale whiskey and cigarettes
Still cling to your breath
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7. |
Love's Not
02:56
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Love’s not
climbing a mountain
Or walking
5,000 miles
It’s not whispers
in the darkness
Or the pounding
of a heart
Love’s not
shunning your family
Or winning
in a quarrel
It reaches
for forgiveness
Laying down
all desire
I’ve heard it said
To love your neighbor
Just as you do yourself
But I neglect
To look outside me
To see the world beyond my door
Love is like a little child
Believing in the good of man
Love is like a raging ocean
Swallowing all fear and doubt
Christ taught
To love your neighbor
Just as you do yourself
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8. |
Winter
03:43
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It’s always winter in my soul
Death should turn to life
But I am stuck here
It’s always winter where I go
The quiet of the falling snow
Stares at me as I stare out my window
People rushing to and fro
Are made to crawl along like little children
It’s always winter in my soul
Death should turn to life
But I am stuck here
It’s always winter where I go
I hear the crackling of a fireplace
Imaginary snowmen fill the yard
I see the treetops swaying in the breeze
They shudder as they think of the spring
It’s always winter in my soul
Death should turn to life
But I am stuck here
It’s always winter where I go
I sit on my yellow swing
Remembering the grass that used to grow here
I hope for a brighter day
Where bluebirds build their nests and children play
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9. |
Come Home
03:45
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I don’t know if you’ll hear my words
Across this spacious void
Are you sleeping or you’re hiding
Darling still I have to try
I’m staring into silence
These walls are made of fears
If I speak across the distance
Would you just try to hear me
Darling come home to me
Darling come home to me
Darling come home to me
Darling come home to me
I’m not sure what I’ve done
I’m not sure how to fix it
All that I can do
Is ask for your forgiveness
Darling come home to me
Darling come home to me
Darling come home to me
Darling come home to me
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Anna p.s. Goshen, Indiana
Indie folk musician Anna p.s. conveys a sense of weariness throughout her simple but resonant songs, but it’s a weariness that keeps a blanket of hope tucked up under its chin, even as the rain keeps falling outside the windows. Grace always lurks around the corner on tunes that layer delicate vulnerability over the hearty stock of this songwriter’s spirit. ... more
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