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Tip Toe
02:54
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Woke up this morning with noise in my head
Wet windows, heater hum, crooked in my bed
Back is askew and I'm lookin' at you
Feel kinda good but I'm always kinda blue
Wake up, shake up, back down, rinse repeat
Wake up, shake up, back down, rinse repeat
Days turn to weeks and time turns into dread
Tryin' to tilt these tears back into my head
Drive down the road and don't doze
Count all the new condos
Wake up, shake up, back down, rinse repeat
Wake up, shake up, back down, rinse repeat
Notebooks don't come with outlines
Inspiration is only design
Only the after-taste is sweet
Wake up, shake up, back down, rinse repeat
Wake up, shake up, back down, rinse repeat
Video games and margs on the rocks
Every now and then we have now and then talks
Tip-toe the line of
just enough and too much wine
Wake up, shake up, back down, rinse repeat
Wake up, shake up, back down, rinse repeat
Heaving my sighs, restful with you
Feel kinda good but I'm always kinda blue
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2. |
Now & Then
02:58
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Driving down the road listening to
Music I don't know the lyrics to
Makes me feel like I'm in a movie
Miles pass, I start to wonder
If I could get swept under
'Cause everything is moving too damn
Fast, fast, fast, so fast
If I could explain what I mean
If I could keep this apartment clean
Maybe we'd have more in common than you think
Now and then, it makes me cry
Not even I can understand why
'Cause everything is moving too damn
Fast, Fast, fast, so fast
Hold my hand, guide my sight
Let me know if I'm doing this right
Doing this right, right, right
Doing this right
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3. |
No Shoes Blues
02:36
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Went down a road I thought I knew, seen it a time or two
Oh, I could name a few ways that I thought this could go
But I didn’t know that the knife could twist so slow
Under the rug, don’t let them see
The blame is not on me, so I can let it be
Creepin’ up it makes me wonder who
Has had a word or two with the witch who’s got my shoes
This is the part of me that I wish could be deep under the sea
Nose dive to send away all the worried ways
I’ve made my debts to pay
This is the part of my heart
That’s been spread apart like a light in the dark
Soaked up by the darkness whose
Got me singing the blues because the witch has got my shoes
So I thought that I could show my face and it would erase
The things I couldn’t place
Maybe everything is in my head and I could pretend
That things are fine instead
Then I saw a pair of shaded eyes
A pair of faded lies, a look of pure despise
I went running in the baking heat
With no shoes on my feet
No shoes on my feet
This is the part of me that I wish could be deep under the sea
Nose dive to send away all the worried ways
I’ve made my debts to pay
This is the part of my heart
That’s been spread apart like a light in the dark
Soaked up by the darkness whose
Got me singing the blues because the witch has got my shoes
The witch whose got my shoes
The witch whose got my shoes
The witch whose got my shoes
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4. |
I Wonder Why
03:14
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I go, so I can leave behind
I throw, so even I can't find
I stay, so I can wonder why
I wonder why
I wonder why
I wonder why
These hands, they aren't made of steel
Oh, no, these hands
They were made to feel
They get so heavy, so heavy even I
I wonder why
I wonder why
I wonder why
I know, but I could never change
It's so, so incredibly strange
It's close, so close but even I
I wonder why
I wonder why
I wonder why
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5. |
Chardonnay
04:43
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7. |
Little Birdie
03:27
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Hey, little birdie, calling my name
Your feathers look different but your voice is the same
Sing me your song, I'll listen 'til
Your voice runs out and then I'll listen, still
Hey, little birdie, has your day been long?
Are you getting tired of singing your song?
Or do the notes fly, free from where-
ever it is that springs them into air
Hey, little birdie, what a mess I've made
Hey, little birdie, should we be afraid?
Hey, little birdie, if you'd have stayed
We'd be swimmin' in the plans we made
I'm too high, birdie, I can't fly
Sing me back down, I promise I am trying
Hey, little birdie, calling my name
Do you feel different or are we the same?
Do you see the sunset from your tree?
Did the clouds roll over, did you think of me?
Was the day too short, or was it too long?
Everything is coming out all wrong
Hey, little birdie, let's sing until
Our voices part and then we'll just sit still
The clouds will roll, the sun will spill
We'll keep singing, yes we will
Oooh...oooh....
Oooh.....
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8. |
The Easy Way
04:38
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You know it never took me long
To say what's on my mind
I wanna let you in
But lately words just seem to hard to find
I'm dreaming big but I wanna live small
I wanna dive deep and give you it all
Wanna throw it all away
Just to be with you and waste the day
You look at me and see
A whole mess of ambition
I look at you and think
I'd rather we were fishing
Out on a big lake, a life not a break
With the man I married in the rain
Wanna live and do ya right
Wanna kiss you in the night
I'm looking right through you
You're looking right through me
Talkin' right at ya you don't hear clearly
Pushing through rocks
Having big talks
Sometimes talking none at all
Take a deep breath, my dear you can bet
We're gonna feel it in the Fall
In the next year or two
I'll start forever with you
One day we're gonna see
How simple life can be
One day is coming soon
It'll be here by noon
'Til then I'll hold your heart
It's caving in, my dear, but I'll never let it fall apart
We're skating on ice
We're living on rice
Giving it all and paying the price
And we'll throw it all away
Start over
The easy way
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9. |
Dirty
03:25
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10. |
39
02:34
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39 and all the time in the world to try
Just trying to find a place to let it all go by
Soaking in and looking out, nothing in my head
But if there were, I'm pretty sure I'd leave it home instead
So I slow down
And I slow down
And I slow,
And I slow down
Now I'm never here alone
Because I know the bartender
Waste my nights on quiet-minded exhales on the rocks
Nothing new, a drink or two with my bittersweet friend
And maybe just a "halfer" 'cause he likes to hear me talk
And I slow down
And I slow down
And I slow,
I slow down
And I used to read across the bar,
"Bourbon, Whiskey, Wine"
Now I'm reading words off gentle eyes
And he's reading off mine
Nothing new, a drink or two with my bittersweet friend
And maybe just a "halfer" just so the night won't end
And I slow down
And I slow down
And I slow
I slow down
I slow down
And I slow
I slow down
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Natalie Paige Seattle, Washington
good to have you here <3
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