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Intro
01:00
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At Night
04:12
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In the chill of the morning, in the brightness of day
You lie there beside me, got nothing to say
At night I'm the person that you want me to be
In the daylight a stranger is all that you'll see
And I'd throw you a rope, but it's tattered and frayed
The closer I hold you, the further you push me away
To let someone love you isn't a crime
But I know it's just only a matter of time
I'm walking in shadow, I'm dancing in shade
I'm lying down lonely in the mess that you made
At night you're a beggar telling me lies
But the sun always rises and shines in my eyes
And I'd throw you a rope, but it's tattered and frayed
The closer I hold you, the further you push me away
To let someone love you isn't a crime
But I know it's just only a matter of time
Oh to let someone love you isn't a crime
But I know it's just only a matter of time
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Michigan
03:23
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Driving to Michigan with a bright idea
To change the shape I'm in, get me out of here
Out of the loneliness of another year
Without you
I'll buy a plot of land, a little house to own
Grow the things I can, learn to be alone
With all the memories of a life unknown
Without you
I used to sit on the other side
My left arm wrapped around your right
Now I'm driving up 55
Without a goal in sight
I've got a tired heart and it longs for rest
All these stops and starts beating in my chest
A rhythm slow and strong, I can feel it beating
On and on
So I will drive away on this highway winding
Toward a better day and some peace of mind
I'll sing a lullaby to the peace I find
I used to sit on the other side
My left arm wrapped around your right
Now I'm driving up 55
Without a goal in sight
Driving to Michigan with a bright idea
To change the shape I'm in, get me out of here
Out of the loneliness of another year
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4. |
Nothing Gold Can Stay
01:28
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Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
- Robert Frost
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Artist of Evasion
02:41
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I'm laying bricks one by one
I'll build a wall so high you won't see me when I'm done
I'm making plans to make a run
My getaway's so fast you won't see which way I've gone
Oh I'm an artist of evasion
Got an excuse for every occasion
But your power of persuasion
Keeps me hanging around this old town
Keeps my mind from changing
So kiss me, darling, one more time
Before I find another to catch this wandering eye
And tell me, darling, that you'll be true
Just show me the proof, cause I'm trying to stick with you
Oh I'm an artist of evasion
Got an excuse for every occasion
But your power of persuasion
Keeps me hanging around this old town
Keeps my mind from changing
When I've zipped up my coat
Laced up my shoes
You stop me feeling those lonesome runaway blues
Cause I'm an artist of evasion
Got an excuse for every occasion
But your power of persuasion
Keeps me hanging around this old town
Keeps my mind from changing
Yeah you're hanging around this old town
And it keeps my mind from changing
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6. |
Fooled Me Twice
02:54
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Undone hair and a wrinkled dress
I didn't come here to make a mess
You called me up on a Wednesday night
I thought it might be different this time
So one more round in some dark old bar
I didn't think it would get this far
But I made a choice that I can't undo
And let myself get fooled by you
So shame on me, you fooled me twice
That's what I get for being nice
When the lights come up and your friends go home
Who do you think you're gonna hold?
Another horse in your carousel
Another lie so easy to tell
I read the signs and I know the rules
And still I play this game of fools
So shame on me, you fooled me twice
That's what I get for being nice
When the lights come up and your friends go home
Who do you think you're gonna hold?
When the lights come up and your friends go home
Who do you think you're gonna hold?
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7. |
Bitter Medicine
03:56
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Unfamiliar face in the bathroom mirror
It's that time of day, it's that time of year
When the feeling comes and throws me around
I'm a wilted flower but I'm a fighter now
Bitter medicine makes the worry fade
Makes the walls cave in on the life I made
But it's good for me or so they say
Bitter medicine and better days
Thought I knew how to follow a simple plan
With a guarded mind and an empty hand
Now I'm out in the open with nowhere to run
I'm a wilted flower with a smoking gun
Bitter medicine makes the worry fade
Makes the walls cave in on the life I made
But it's good for me or so they say
Bitter medicine and better days
I may never be counted among the blessed
But I wanna believe that I'm doing my best
And if I knew how to say it, I'd shout it out loud
I'm free, I'm free, I'm a fighter now
Bitter medicine makes the worry fade
Makes the walls cave in on the life I made
But it's good for me or so they say
Bitter medicine and better days
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8. |
Flowers in Winter
02:02
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Flowers can bloom when it's too cold to grow
They push through the ice and the salt-crusted snow
They send up their buds and begin to unfurl
Alive in the soil of an unwelcome world
But flowers in winter can't really survive
We know in our hearts they never will thrive
We welcome the joy and ephemeral spring
Then pull up our collars and turn from the wind
I can't win battles that haven't been fought
I can't sing songs I already forgot
And I can't move the planets or make the world spin
All I can do is plant flowers again
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9. |
Lucy in the Sunbeam
03:15
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Sara Leginsky Chicago, Illinois
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