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California
03:50
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My soul was searchin' for the place,
The place that could save me from my state
of drownin' dreams that are just dyin' to breathe.
So came the moment that I knew,
I'd take a chance at life anew.
I'd go to where, I've got nothin' well, I got nothin' to loose.
California, California
will be good, I know it now.
They say it has a kind of grace,
So good-- it made me want a taste.
How could it be so bittersweet?
I went, and found my fortune, too,
Down in the valley of golden truths,
Where people come, and in their hearts, they know all about, what to do.
California, California
will be good...
We all need
That freedom breeze, that paints the air
So we stop and stare, we stare at
California, California
will be good, I know it now.
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2. |
Lighthouse
05:08
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I dreamt in your arms
That we sailed to a lighthouse,
Where I breathed in
Your sea in your kiss.
Do you believe in fate?
Or a world that revolves around the choices we make?
Well I don't feel that I could choose
to leave that lighthouse, or you.
On the shore, by the sea, you walked with me:
We drank in the deep.
I let go my greed.
Could you be all I need?
Some say all good things must come to an end,
But dreams live on sSo long as we let them.)
So stand aside, let come the tides of fate,
They've lead us down to the heart of that lighthouse.
On the shore, by the sea, you walked with me:
And we begged the deep
to reach for our feet
and carry our memory.
On the shore, by the sea, you walked with me:
We drank in the deep,
I let go my greed.
Could you be all I need?
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3. |
Safe Distance
05:21
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I saw you so long ago
But I’ve still got your scent on my pillow.
And I keep hoping the day will come,
When we can put an end to this graceless run.
So many nights I see your face
Fighting a war in a distant place,
But I can’t sing to keep you safe.
I break all the rules when it comes to you.
I spread myself so thin till you come to my rescue.
And I keep thinkin’ I will come around,
And keep on running when you have left the ground.
All of this time I felt so sure
It wasn’t I who was fighting for
Peace, so, we’ve got an open door.
And though what you said before you had to leave,
made my doubts quickly vanish; gave me everything I need,
I still dream and I dread the heights we may not reach.
I know that it’s time I hold on tight,
So we might have a chance, at a future life.
And I remember what you said to me
Right before it was my turn to leave;
You said, you’ve gotta now, chase your dream,
I’m right behind you, listening,
For the, day you make the world sing.
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4. |
This Time Around
05:40
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Baby it’s been a lonely fall
And I’ve tried hard to forget it all.
I shouldn’t be so moved by you,
Surely by now you do know the truth.
But if you said the words out loud, I would come join you babe
This time around.
So say it once, the stakes are high and I won’t let
You down this time around.
I know you can’t control
Where you are goin in this endless storm
But I’m goin crazy wonderin’ if we just might beat
Our fated defeat.
But if you said the words out loud, I would come join you babe
This time around,
So say it once, the stakes are high and I won’t let
You down this time around.
I have hoped, even prayed, you’ll be safe so far away.
Even though I hit the brakes, will you forgive me when I say
That I won’t let you down this time around.
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5. |
Catastrophe
03:52
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I heard you say, just the other day,
You loved me enough to sit around and wait.
But I don’t think you really know what you want,
Still, my heart sinks, from the thought you gone.
But maybe, baby this was all meant to be,
This catastrophe.
It was one, two, three, then four days, we didn’t speak, and I didn’t mind.
I know it seems so hard to understand
When just yesterday, we were walkin' hand and hand.
But I don’t think you really wanna hear
All my doubtin’ days make this love so unclear.
But maybe, baby this was all meant to be
This catastrophe
It was one , two, three, then four weeks, we didn’t speak, and I didn’t mind.
I couldn’t brave the cold, so my heart broke,
Then, my soul, it spoke: “what have I done?”
It was one, two, three, then four months, we didn’t speak, and I lost my mind.
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6. |
The Burn, Abridged
04:16
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Can I return from this?
This low, this bitterness?
I know I should learn from this,
That spite just feeds the emptiness.
But I was run down,
When your dark was exposed, that burning fire and the brimstone.
At least now, I will know, I’m better off goin’ it alone.
These loves I let in,
Some so called kin.
I’d never burn that bridge,
Then shake the hand you crossed me with.
See I was innocent,
when your dark was exposed, that burning fire and the brimstone.
At least now, I will know, I’m better off goin’ it alone.
I believed ya to be kind
I held you within the light.
Some pretty price to pay:
I learned the hardest way,
The painful truth,
When your dark was exposed, that burning fire and the brimstone
At least now, I will know, I’m better off goin’ it alone.
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7. |
Sorry Days
04:10
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I know you won't believe me if I say I have regrets
of the promises I made that have caused you to resent
my ever havin' been around to make the mess I made,
Those times I left you down and out, I wish I would have stayed.
On our last Sunday morning, I found your hand in mine,
And said I had to go in my deluded state of mind,
And I saw you on your doorstep shattered by the doubt
I put inside your heart when I said I wanted out.
And on that Sunday, you took me in your arms
and whispered, sweetly,
That all my sorry days have come and gone.
I couldn't help but fear that I had finally cut the rope,
That you'd given up on me and the strength you had to cope,
And I couldn't fight it then,
I had done it all, I know, I saw the burns upon your hands
That bled from all the pull.
And on that Sunday you took me in your arms
and whispered, sweetly,
That all my sorry days have come and gone.
I couldn't sound a word, as my world became a haze
of the memories that flooded in, some show of better days.
And I cried out once or twice after you had gone away,
But Sunday morning came and went, and I'd face the fall
on Monday.
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8. |
Falling Like Fools
03:38
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We’ve walked a single plane,
And while we feel the same—we’ve changed.
And I thought it hard, at least in some regard,
That we’d keep making art
And never fall apart, is this the start of our new dance?
We’re falling like fools,
If we had a chance, shouldn’t we know the moves?
Is it my mood?
Is there somethin’ I can do?
Give me a clue, am I crazier than you? What’s the use if all we do is fall like fools?
We’ll try to feel that lustful high,
To know that you and I are fools to let this die.
And I won’t despair on unforeseen walls.
“Fallen fools” – that’s what we’ll be called, if that’s the cost we’ll brush it off
And smile
like we do.
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9. |
Trail Ridge Road
04:11
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I like to think I had plans,
Thoughts of all I could have done or said.
But no sense in wonerin' what could have been.
I can't crawl to my hole,
I can't fall, when I know...
It's my fourth of July, my october sky, it's my head held high on my
Trail ridge road drive.
I hate to look on days when
I stayed the course, never left the beaten path.
Those days I dare not face again, I know,
the choice is mine to leave behind
what I will, that's no crime.
It's my Fourth of July, my October sky, it's my head held high on my
Trail Ridge Road drive,
It's my Fourth of July, my October sky, it's my head held high on my
Trail Ridge Road drive.
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10. |
A Broken Bond
05:25
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There were days when I believed in you.
I’d let it go, release control, you’d break in two.
Oh how you couldn’t lose.
What could it be? What memories must I address, while you digress??
This won’t do.
This won’t do.
What will you prove?
Don’t you recall our childhood ties?
You’d hush my cries, sing me lullabies.
We shared the sky (for a time).
What did I do? I barely knew that I could reach you; See I can’t teach you
To hear me,
Hear my plea,
Down underneath.
This is what you want? A broken bond.
Let it go, if ya don’t, I’ll be movin’ on.
I’ll be strong.
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Lizzie Weber St. Louis, Missouri
Songcrafter. Tendercore. Currently based in St. Louis, MO.
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