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Not Like I Used To
02:55
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The loveliest of the seasons
Is when all the leaves are dying
That has a way of affecting
The way that I hold love
It hurts to have a memory of something
Gone that you still love just not like you
used to
My dad built our house next door
To the home he longed to live in
He was alive in the dream I had
Six lifetimes ago
We took a drive in his red toyota
He wasn’t mute like he was in life
We were heart to heart
He said Lee--I know what it means to be
Told that I love you just not like I used to
And I’ve had memories of people gone that I
still love just not like I used to
Love and death they’re a weighted coin
That you flip til you come up one side
And the loss of truth in a memory
Is green then gold then gone
Spring is here and it feels awkward
Friends are being reborn
And thinking back on the crimson fall
Is a melancholy glossy dying flare
Looking back at what I once held to be
Strong and I want to lean on like I used to
But I’m gone--I’m a constantly moving sun
What I love now is a shade cast from the old one
the old one
What I love now is a shade cast from the old one
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2. |
Bird
02:56
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When the sun is falling
And the moon is rising high
I think of you as a bird in the sky
Flying by
Don’t go too far
Cause I’ll miss you
Let a little warmth my way
My sweet bird
Please just stay
If I ever lose your love
I would be broken
Stuck in the ocean
When the night has darkened
And the stars are shutting down
I reach for you
Like a kid’s first dream
So alive
Come to see me
When I’m dreaming
Tell me that you’ll never leave
Remember when we were young
If I ever lose your love
I would be broken
Stuck in the ocean.
If I ever lose your love
I would be broken
Stuck in the ocean
I could never love your love.
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3. |
I Think I Am A Phoenix
03:42
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You are a thin blue flame
Curling out of the ash
Of your old love and mine
Me I’m a red ember
And I could be doused out
But I have no future fears
Cause this is surely love
I’m casting out
Is there a limit to these things?
Is there a cap on our wings?
Will we be only ashes again?
Well your indigo eyes
When they look into mine
Their circles wind around my thought dreams
And cradle my horizons
I think I am a phoenix
Born for the first true time
What I thoughts was the dying line
Was just a pyre for an empty mine
When you sang your sad waltz
A phantom lantern light
Was seen in the air between us
When I walked you to your train
There remained a harmony
Is there a limit to these things?
Is there a cap on our wings?
Will we be only ashes again?
Well your indigo eyes
When they penetrate mine
They tell me that this could be my last life
And it might never end
Strolling back from hearing
All of that music from the past
It was autumn in the first degree
Nothing ever seemed to mean as much
As holding you completely
When we were out on the ledge
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I’ve seen the way that you’re looking around
There’s nothing wrong with that
My skirt’s a little tighter now
My hair a little flat
That old tree that we used to sit under
Is gone like summer breeze
And you, you’re here talking me
Saying that you’ll never leave
Only say it if you mean it
I know you meant it before
I am not about delusions
If it ain’t me then there’s the door
I spent a moment looking back
It was sad to see you then
What were the words you used to
whisper in her ear
That made her think that she could win
All I ever want to do my love
Is settle down with you for good
I guess I’m frightened that you haven’t felt
Enough of the world to know I’m yours
Only say it if you mean it
I know you meant it before
I am not about delusions
If it ain’t me then there’s the door
Only say it if you meant it...
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5. |
Only Image
03:13
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Just like a thief
Running off with his stolen cargo
His heart is stuffed to the brim
Full of foreshadowing, all the satisfaction
With very little guilt
That’s how that plane must’ve felt
Holding you as looked out on the land
Was it a shadow play underneath you
At 5 am, it’s only been two hours
Since the night was ours
You’re the only image in my mind
Come back from Texas
You’re gonna make me paint the walls
To bombard my senses
I’ve gotta use bold strokes, I’ve gotta use bold strokes.
At the end of the day,
We tend to watch it go away
Holding the other mystery
Close as it can get
I need that now
But you aren’t back yet
You’re the only image in my mind
Come back from Texas
You’re gonna make me paint the wall
To bombard my senses
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6. |
Sun POV Song
02:37
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I try to warm you
Lift you up in my embrace
You don’t know me
Cause I make you blind before you can see
But I love you, I love you I do
Every morning some beds are empty and some are full
Yesterday’s lonely is flooding over and
sinking a hole
You gonna give in?
Give in to the breaking wave?
My reach is long
and I’m taking you into my arms
Don’t you know I’ve been here all along
Let your sorrow go. Into the unknown
It’s lonelier to pretend you’re all alone
Draw your eyes
What is blue is also gold
I will kiss you
Fill your body with a fragrant glow
Cause I love you
I love you I do
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More Than This Person
03:15
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What will you do when your money runs out?
This week on Monday, or next month when the job ends?
What will you tell to the people who trust you?
That you’re no good at keeping, anything around?
You’re more than this person who’s letting loss creep in.
You’re so afraid of changing that you’d rather it end.
You’d rather it end.
What would you do if your family forgot you?
Would you say I deserve this?
I know that I’ve earned it?
Are you a coward? Cause there’s no pride for your kind
I remind you cause I know you and you’re proud as the morning.
You’re more than this person who’s letting loss creep in.
You’re so afraid of changing that you’d rather it end.
You’d rather it end.
What will you do if you finally hear me?
Will you step up and own it and blush through the bullet?
You know guilt is a memory of a moment of learning.
And that’s all your life is.
Some decades of growing
You’re more than this person who’s letting loss creep in.
You’re so afraid of changing that you’d rather it end.
So afraid of changing that you’d rather it end.
Don’t be so afraid that you’d rather it end.
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8. |
Blue Dream
03:08
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I didn’t know I had found you
I didn’t know you were already here
I didn’t know you were so lonely
I didn’t know you were holding back tears
I’ve been dreaming of someone like you
To be dreaming of me too
Though you are here now I can’t find you
You’re holding my hand but I’m all alone
You are enclosed in your bad dream
I’ll be holding your hand when you wake
Blue dream
Blue dream
Blue dream
Blue dream
Hello again to the sunrise
The grass is reaching to our knees
Our fingers entwined like the ivy
We’re walking through the blue dream
I’ve been dreaming of someone like you
To be dreaming of me too
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9. |
My Curse With The Canvas
02:52
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For be for not to be
I want to do my youth again
Damn this cool breeze
Interrupting the dregs of my life
For be, for not to be
A wealth of happiness is all I’ve found
I see its signal bouncing up to the stars
Today of all fortunes
You’ve never seen this place before
At two different times babe
You’ve never seen my face through a glass door
That’s an opaque stare
I’m me but not to me
I want to be thyself again
I’m a lion when I’m full of pain
With a stain when I’m wearing lamb’s wool
I’m me but not to me
I want to be thyself again
I can’t think when I’m feeling lazy
Give me wonder signs
I’ve never met that pace aware
Of weak states I’ve been babe
I’ve got to wear my worst to the dance floor
That’s a feeling flare
I’ve got to share my curse with the canvas
Will you meet me there?
I’ve got to share my curse with the canvas
Will you meet me there?
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10. |
The Greenest Grass
02:52
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Why am I mad at you?
You were just trying to do you.
I have so many fears.
You couldn’t be more like an angel.
Once my grass was greenest to you.
Now that you’re here,
Do you still want me, too?
When I look into your eyes.
I want to know you all of my life.
I am spinning down.
Where is your halo now?
I want to get sweeter with age.
What if you look up,
And I’m not what you’re dreaming of?
You’ve seen all my seasons now.
My storm of self-hate has created a door.
Your wingspan is wide.
I will follow you blind.
I want to fly.
Why am I mad at you?
It has nothing to do with you.
I have so many fears.
You couldn’t be more like an angel.
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Pale Mara Brooklyn, New York
Pale Mara is an exciting endeavor born from hearts of Lee and Al. Hailing from the north and south, and winding up in Brooklyn, their music is a passionate alchemy of the old and the new- blending the beauty of musical tradition with a restless and adventurous spirit. ... more
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