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Hum Hum Hum
02:00
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Crying, helpless baby crying
Sweet tears from above
Combing with a hum hum hum hum
Her face of beauty smiles at thee, hot and dewey
Hum hum hum
Growing, barely even knowing
Her sacrifice
How she gives it all and doesn’t think twice
Your worth is more than gold when you’re sleeping to her
Hum hum hum
Sighing, hear her silent sighing
My baby farewell
Please write and tell that you’re faring well
I’ll see you when the air turns hot and dewey
Hum hum hum
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2. |
Walk Away
03:19
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One more sip of that cigarette you’re draggin down the road
From your lips to your fingertips and out the window
An amber ember that just yesterday
Like a cricket woulda skipped across the lanes
Now melts into the falling rain
A familiar scene of your bags stuffed to the seams in the back seat
Four years ago or so we both thought that our lives were complete
The pretty phrases that you said to me like recordings of your voice
Embarrassed by the sound of words that you bled
So walk away
Walk away
All those little things you know we couldn’t stand about each other
I would bet we’ll both be missing them by summer
Whatever happened to the story dear, you told from time to time, about how love’s a choice
So why can’t it work again
Walk away
Walk away
Imagination got the best of you
Got caught up in your mind
Now you wish you could resign
From the problem you made me
Just hope you find what I couldn’t be
If you’re comin through sometime you know I got a pillow with your name
The years have come and gone somehow I think about you just the same
Imagination gets the best of me
Maybe through the open doors one day you’ll walk toward me and say hello my friend
Walk away
Walk away
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3. |
Lovely Rose
04:59
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The rose that blooms in her room on the windowsill
Will remain there until he returns
Dried and spent although she meant to water them
She cherishes them
Ugly rose
They said in time you may outgrow your shell little one
Your need for that one
But they don’t know
A drink or two will soothe the blues
Til back comes her baby
He’s hers to lose
Jokers who play at the hands
Of the powerful man
This town is riddled with them
And he understands
Who’ll fly blindly to the light
Of complacency
Where things are just as they should be
Do you disagree
The thoughts and visions in her head
She’s tried them they’re true
They all involve loving you
Forever more
Walk beside her through the snow
Through the wind and the cold
Be her muse she’ll be your
Lovely rose
A drink or two will soothe the blues
Til back comes her baby
He’s hers to lose
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St. Theresa
04:50
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Drawn out by the night sky its purples and orange
Cold and obscured by the oncoming storm
A mile down the road
She rests beside the fresh snow
The dimples upon her shoulders do speak
Of the histories of a thousand feet
That once walked beside her, enjoyed her, then left her
How unaware they were of the marks they left there
But you will not freeze her
St. Theresa
St. Theresa gives her pintail to the dawn
It stretches a grey wing to the wind
Alights on her water as the evening sky returns with its sin
Take for instance the moon in its orbit
It pushes and pulls and we ask it no more
Theresa lies quietly clicking her locket
She opens her arms as the skies outpour
But you will not freeze her
St. Theresa
She’s only what she is
And we ask her no more
So then why’s it your best that everyone expects
Even when it’s a matter not of love but of wealth
Well I got an idea that’s no longer in fashion
I’m planning to keep my best foot for myself
Theresa she is the steady giver
She don’t roar like the river she don’t tide like the sea
But she shelters her pintail and feeds it its portion
Is it too bold to ask if she’ll take care of me
St. Theresa gives her pintail to the dawn
It stretches a grey wing to the wind
Alights on her water as the evening sky returns with its sin
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You Leave the Light On
04:01
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Our new jobs are jokes, but no worse than we expected
This radio host keeps me company til I see the streetlights glowing by our home
Round the drive the moon is high above now
Morning’s gonna come fast
Car door breaks the silence
That’s one more down again
Through the blinds there shines a light so warm
By how long did you beat me home this time
There’s a note lying on the table saying welcome home my dear
I really tried to wait up
Rest a while with me
You leave the light on
You leave the light on for me
In the dark it’s warm as day
But what you said and did won’t return with your memories
You said hello love and kissed me
Then wrapped me in your arms
We drifted off together
You fell right into my hands
And slipped right through my fingers
So glad you came back to me
You can take me by the hand
And crack all of my knuckles as long as you leave
This heart in one piece
You leave the light on
You leave the light on for me
We still may find our perfect life
But til then we are who we are
Just you and me
That’s how we’ll be
So glad it’s you
You leave the light on
You leave the light on for me
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6. |
Louise
02:59
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Money don’t grow on trees
Money don’t grow on trees
Money don’t grow so get off your knees
Money don’t grow on trees Louise
It’s okay to work for the money
It’s okay to work for the money
Cuz work need not be what brings us our peace
It’s okay to work for the money
Time is the keeper of our opportunity
Stingy as a miser but abundant as the sea
So cast in your net draw the good in with the bad
Every road has a fork eventually
They say worry is like a rocking chair
Worry is like a rocking chair
So watch what you do you can rock til you’re blue
But a rocking chair don’t get you anywhere
Hope is a gift dropped from heaven
Hope is a gift dropped straight from heaven
But we gotta know know when to let go
Cuz babe we don’t quite live in heaven
Babe we don’t quite live in heaven
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Apple Tree
02:31
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Come take a walk with me
You have long arms for to reach
The apple on that tree
Its fruit is what I seek, though sour more than sweet
Oh Lord I’ve lost what this life means
The ghost of inspiration
Oh Lord it evades me
The ghost of inspiration
It evades me
How naive was I to believe
That another place another scene
Or your presence here with me could bring
The ghost of inspiration
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