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River, Lake
03:34
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I spent so long trying to get you to notice me
But now I want to fight for them
Union busting tore up my family
And now they’re at it again
But you were a river
Somehow you were always new
I felt like a man-made lake
I just want to meet you
Pick your getaway driver, but it’s your car so
Hold on to your heart
Read the script and weep, won’t you, oh my sister?
Please help me do my part
But you were a river
Somehow you were always new
I felt like old Hollywood
I just want to get through
I met a man who reads me science fiction
From the comfort of my home
I’d much prefer a simple benediction
Or to just be left alone
But you were a river
Somehow you just would not stop
I felt like the old Bible Belt
Was spinning past me like a top
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Airport Ceiling
03:27
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Just two lonely kids
Looking up at the airport ceiling
I liked your see-through purse
But you saw me at my worst and
I could have planned it better
I couldn’t stand being alone
Went from chocolate to
Perfume and cigarettes
I learned the secret shake
But I couldn’t make the earth quake
I could have planned it better
I couldn’t stand being alone
It was all a laugh
So we took a photograph
But I should have looked into your eyes and said
You mean more than that
Just two lucky kids
Waiting there for the next departure
You were heading West
And I wished you all the best
But I should have held your sweater
I should have given you mine
Wrote you a postcard
With a comic strip in black and white
I said, “I miss you babe”
But it was not the same and
When I wrote that letter
I couldn’t stand being alone
It was all a laugh
So we took a photograph
But I should have looked into your eyes and said
You mean more than that
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3. |
Jenny (Acoustic)
03:08
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It was a time of fences made of bones
And a river of virgin tears
She wore a daisy chain of lies
And he was gone for years
And the trials were bound to multiply
As her temper gently seared
She knew that her heart, at twenty summers
Would be blinded out of fear
No cold daydream of revenge
And no escape from stone
She was locked away for hours
Waiting all alone
When the bars were finally broken
For to make their loving strong
The last small glance, stole with care,
Left her warm down to the bone
She’ll be waiting till the rushes lose their light
Not the crown you want to fight
Whisperin’ that it’s got to be tonight
Hold me, just be polite
Well the days were troubled, nights long
But their love it always grew
He combed her hair, heard a knock
And his arms she fell into
And forever to part company
Forgiven by those he knew
Her one true Lance, filled with pride
Had to hold and bid her adieu
She’ll be waiting till the rushes lose their light
Not the crown you want to fight
Whisperin’ that it’s got to be tonight
Hold me, just be polite
Hold me, just be polite
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Tanbark Brooklyn, New York
Tanbark is Chloe Nelson and James Jannicelli from Brooklyn, New York.
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