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She's Gonna Be Alright
03:48
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She always fell for the wrong ones
Put her mind through hell loving the wrong ones
Left a shell by the wrong ones
She’s gonna be alright
She always wished for the wrong things
Like steel at her throat, oh, the wrong things
To be left alone to float by the wrong things
She’s gonna be alright
She always fights for the right things
Puts her body to the test for the right things
Bruised at best, by the right things
She’s gonna be alright
She’s gonna be alright
She’s gonna be alright
She’s gonna be alright
She'll get it right
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2. |
Slow Motion Drifter
04:08
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Nowhere to be, and no sense of time
The old man wanders through his mind
He remembers being tied in the yard
The rope around his chest while they played cards
Watching clouds from the arms of a Hemlock tree
Hoping someday he’d be free
Slow motion drifter, going nowhere fast
Slow motion drifter, haunted by the past
Memories won’t last
He lived fast, the impossible dream
With miles to go, and miles unseen
Love and pain passed down the line
Cruel lullabies sung by the divine
Nilsson and Frost in the arms of his deathbed
Family wounds bleed the brightest red
Slow motion drifter, going nowhere fast
Slow motion drifter, haunted by the past
Memories born don’t last
The feelings….oh so vast
Where we going? No one knows.
How do we get there?
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3. |
Widow of the Sun
04:41
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When the stars send tender rays to light up the sound
I act in dangerous ways and let my guard down
I look for signs along the paths they create
And I’m fine, though sad and unkind
Eaten up by the hate
Widow of the sun, can’t stop crying
Widow of the sun’s wicked gait
Oh…please come back
I’ll wear black…I’ll wear black
My tears turn to rain, eyes to the trees
Will I survive this delicate pain that brings me to my knees?
I look for signs to guide a change of state
Wrapped in a cloying refrain
Will I suffocate?
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4. |
If I Let Go
04:46
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I walk alone at night thru the canyon
Not looking for a fight, or a companion
Dodging calls from the ex, after a hazy night of loveless sex
Between me and you, this whole scene’s got me feeling blue
I’m so at home in the canyon
While hawks soar thru the sky with abandon
When love pulls back its fist, I fly, or writhe and twist
Some pain needs an enemy; some pain begs to be released
If I let go right now, will I get there? If I let go...
It’s a lonely path thru the canyon
With a heart of dust from this famine
I’m in a real bad place; every lie, a private disgrace
Truth is, I’m not made for this; words fail, but not the kiss
I’ve been holding for so long
If I let go right now, will I get there? If I let go...
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5. |
Heroine Mother
03:46
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She’d drive slowly through the West Village
Checkin’ alleys and corners in dim light
He’d said he’d be home for stories
But tonight, was like every other night
She’d tuck us kids into the backseat
Of her salt-eaten, beat up bug
We’d fall asleep to its sputter
In blankets tighter than a hug
Heroine mother, cocaine father
Why’d they go from one to two?
Heroine mother, cocaine father
It was the best they could do
Sometimes we’d see him in a doorway
Passed out from a night in the groove
She’d keep on driving, because she’d found him
And that was all she needed to prove
I’d fake sleep, head against the cold window
Looking hard with my hidden eye
The city always tells the truth
When it’s caught up in a lie
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6. |
Kerosene & Maple
04:13
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In a rusty van with heart-shaped porthole windows
We go thru the woods, on gravel roads, where sugar smoke blows
Under flannel-lined sleeping bags – ‘cause it’s still cold in April
Legs entwined, it feels in kind, my face on your chest
Breathing deep, your smell of sleep and kerosene and maple
Our last I love you felt more wrong than right
So we stare at the campfire and try not to fight
While the logs pop and sparks fly we’ll pretend ‘til it’s light
But why pretend all night?
By dim lantern light, I dress and slip out softly
I walk for miles, sad that our last words were frosty
Wish that we could find a way, but babe, we’re not able
My heart aches, as I leave this place, wrapped in thoughts of you
Breathing deep, the smell of sleep and kerosene, and maple
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7. |
The Pride of the NEK
04:11
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Cruel black ice and heavy branches
Buried hearts and second chances
And the pride of the Northeast Kingdom
No more worrying dimes in their pockets
No more pillow screams or emptied lockets
Not for the pride of the Northeast Kingdom
Oh to the pretty ones, life’s just a fling
They don’t give a fuck about the ugly sting
Gone….
No more late nights at town hall dances
Sharing flasks and knowing glances
Gone, gone, gone
Gone is the pride of the Northeast Kingdom
Gone...
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8. |
Blood & Moonbeams
03:52
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On the train down thru California
In a sleeper, we needed the rest
He sent me out, for booze and glasses
Forgot my cash, found him pressed against your chest
I pretended not to see
Sent him out for whiskey
Oh, sweet girl
No, no more, I’m done trying
It’s too heavy, and you are the light
His crime was not your doing
It wasn't right….what he did tonight
It’s not right…it’s not right
Back from the bar, I slip into his arms
Light up a joint, and turn on the charm
Lure him to the last car, with love
And as we cross the river bridge, I give him a shove
The train whistles with his screams
Blood and moonbeams
Oh, sweet girl
No, no more, drifting thru dreams
Eyes so heavy, breath so light
My girl, you'll soon be a woman
Was it right to end his life tonight?
Was it right?
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We saw the smoke from miles away
And knew we had to stand
In the shadow of Saint Helens, hand in hand
When we lost work we shrugged it off
When we lost the house we got through
But we lost our minds, when we lost you
We lost our minds when we lost you
Hoping to end the heartache
Hoping to end the pain
Waiting on that mountain to wash us away
We saw the smoke from miles away
And drove through the ash and rain
To the shadow of Saint Helens, hand in hand
We thought in time the hurt would fade
But it’s haunted us for years
We lost our minds, when we lost you
Hoping to end the heartache
Hoping to end the pain
Waiting on that mountain to wash us away
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10. |
Endless Roads
05:09
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We could run away, or stay home, be together, or be alone
You’ll always be my favorite companion
We could fight a lot, or never; let it go, or hold the anger
You’re the best part of my day
Endless roads in harmony with the horizon
Love flickers in the shadows
Time slows when your heart finds the way home
Endless roads
We could lose ourselves in our hometown; build it up, or burn it down
You’re the only one I’d save
We could find ourselves, or each other; look for clouds in skies of azure
You’re the only one for me
There’s nothing you could do, to make me not love you
There’s nothing you could say, that’d make me turn away
Endless roads in harmony with the horizon
Love flickers in the shadows
Time slows when your heart finds the way home
Endless roads
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11. |
Without Love
04:05
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Without love we’re fallen
Without love we’re unknown
Without love we’re not all in
Oh love, follow me
Without love we’re greedy
Without love we’re not free
Without love we’re needy
Oh love, follow me
Will it keep calling?
Will it always consume?
Will it mend, or lie and wound?
Or go quietly?
Without love we’re silent
Without love we’re so cold
Without love we’re violent
Oh love, follow me
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Rebecca Joerres
Stell Newsome
Kirsten Ballweg
Joe Paul Slaby
Aimee Zoe
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