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Own Your Own Home
03:47
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do you long for something
you could take care of
or it to take care of you?
a small thing
a whole thing
little flimsy parody
what you think you know
think you need
never was supposed
to be like this
don't hold back
this time you're
getting what
you ask for
you could own your own home
own your own home
own your own home
dead stretch of miles
so far back
it's not yours
could you hold out for more?
hold out for more
something bigger
than you or me
place where we
can rest our
weary heap of bones
own your own home
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Lazy Days & Castaways
06:19
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cast your shadow long
halfway into his arms
and you know you don't belong here
don't you know
you don't belong?
pleased to meet this
perfect you
close my eyes
and see you painting blue
please don't leave me
perfect you
'cause I believe
touch me with your laser beam
cut me open
wash me clean
whiskey sour
sweet coffee cream
it's all a dream
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3. |
The Projectionist
03:40
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crazy baby
where'd you go?
tripped at the gate
now you're up and running
left too soon
like all lovers do
you turned off your phone
and you won't check your messages
mailbox is full
of folks who want
a piece of you
and I want mine too
I couldn't fix you
if I wanted to
a date to keep
a place to be
and there's no room
for company
and I'm sorry
maybe next week?
dragging that
weight around
jaws are flapping
all over town
was it heaven sent?
or an accident?
they couldn't fix you
though they wanted to
you could turn off the projector
and I'll put my screen away
but if you don't want to
I won't ask you
you don't want to
I won't ask you
crazy baby
where'd you go?
tripped at the gate
now you're up and running
left too soon
why'd you leave so soon?
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4. |
Mission Impossible
04:11
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a see-through
soaring
lucid true girl
writing stories
on a floating
blue world
falling in love
with distant quasars
when you fall hard
you see
the prettiest stars
mirrors perfectly aligned
flashing signals to the blind
reeks of empty space
all the boring days in-between
things showing up on the radar screen
is not enough to break me
bring it back bring it back
bring it back bring it back bring it back
smoke a hundred cigarettes
a hundred little deaths
a spiral arm
to wrap around
I tried to be patient
I tried to be good
but it's too hard
I'm too rough
it's too much
it's not enough
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5. |
Mouth to Mouth
03:34
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so pretty
a fish out of water
so lucky
to think that you caught her
now there's this condition
to attend to
but soon
hauled onboard again
can't get oxygen
the proper assistance
has been called in
just keep your distance sir
and let us work
we know what we're doing
we'll take care of everything
now you just sit back
try to relax
and give us the facts
try to relax
and give us the facts
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6. |
Will Try
04:12
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hey look at you my dear
from out here things look clear
you turned around to talk to someone
and found nobody there
so you walk out alone
and you walk home alone
open the door a crack
never to go back
boxes falling to the floor
I thought I'd thrown out long before
but I won't be afraid
no I won't be afraid
how could you see a different moon?
there's only one to find
strawberries will come in June
and maybe you'll be fine
will try I will try I will
will try will try
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7. |
No Mystery
04:05
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save your breath
I'll be back
wait for me
and take your sleep
without dreams
by degrees
we took ourselves
out on drives
through desert sage
and pine
we touched the sky
but we were wrong
to thinkwe'd ever
get to see the future
now it won't go away
it fades
open or closed
open, oh
there is no mystery
open or closed
open, oh
there is no mystery
don't trouble yourself friend
love's rarer even than
touching the sky
reaching the end
again again
and she won't go away
she just fades
open or closed
open, oh
there is no mystery
open or closed
open, oh
there is no mystery
open, oh
there is no mystery
open or closed
open, oh
there is no mystery
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8. |
Ships At Sea
04:41
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the august moon
was long and full
til it met
an empty December
you knew it all along
you knew it all along
you're looking through canyons
for things that left
on your last pass through
you're stopping to chat
with the very same sirens
as last time
I can't touch anything
without it breaking
oh ships at sea
using their two-way radios
blinking
what's the other one thinking?
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9. |
Ode to the Exhausted
05:44
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it's late
and your head is aching
it'll work itself out
if you'd just be patient
get up
and go to the window
radio tower flashing
what you already know
to be true
is not such a hard thing
to do
not such a hard thing
let go
it'll all come back to you
would you think
or would you do
what your heart's
been telling you?
close the door
and open a window
listen to the traffic go
you're broken bad and blue
it's late
and your heart is aching
it could be so easy
if you'd just stop faking
let's go
it'll all come back to you
what you say and what you do
is that what makes you true?
there's nothing wrong with you
there's nothing wrong with you
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10. |
Love Song For a Comet
06:48
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so long
so long since you've gone
and oh so far away
out in space
it's all wrong
that you could come this far
and still have nothing to say
and you can't stay
I knew just where to find you
every night
in the black sky
you're the brightest
streak of light
but now it's getting
fainter every day
always moving
farther away
comets in jars
one-way ticket to mars
billions and billions
and billions and billions
of stars
I thought
that I could make it
on my own
I thought
I'd see more clearly
alone
but now the only thing
I've ever loved
is gone
the only thing
I've ever loved
is gone
comets in jars
one-way ticket to mars
billions and billions
and billions and billions
of stars
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11. |
Late Night
05:18
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when I woke up today
and you weren't there to play
then I wanted to be with you
when you showed me your eyes
whispered low at the skies
then I wanted
to stay with you
inside me I feel
alone and unreal
and the way you kiss
will always be
a very special thing to me
when I lay still at night
seeing stars high and light
then I wanted to be with you
when the rooftops shown dark
all alone saw a spark
spark of love
just to stay with you
inside me I feel
alone and unreal
and the way you kiss
will always be
a very special thing to me
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Amy Annelle Austin, Texas
A prolific writer and interpreter of songs, Amy Annelle maps out the farther reaches of American music, while conjuring visions of our restless musical past. Over the course of ten albums & thousands of miles logged on the road, Annelle has cultivated a rarified voice and repertoire that "blooms with open-hearted, lustful vulnerability and a harrowing naturalistic solitude”(Crawdaddy). ... more
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