1. |
Tides
02:33
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Time goes by
when we’re out to sea
sunset to sunrise;
sea a’glowing back at me
in your eyes
it’s easy to lose track of time
I don’t deny
the likeness of our love
and the tide;
falls back
just to rise,
and then wash over me
Let me survive.
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2. |
It's A Wealth
03:24
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Weeping, crying
chick don’t try and hide it
your swords, they’ve got you covered
pull yourself up out the cupboard
Just keep on keepin’ on
keepin’ on, keep in charge
keep in charge
taking mental inventory of your strife
recommend the little things
stay attuned to what the cycle brings
(It’s a wealth)
Bushes ripen with red fruit in the spring
“Okay I understand, little girl,”
cause we’re all busting at the seams
Just keep on, keepin’ on
keepin’ on, keep in charge
keep in charge
taking mental inventory of your strife
recommend the little things
stay attuned to what the cycle brings
(It’s a wealth)
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3. |
Movements
06:57
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I won’t take no
for no answer
you live your life
in front of a bright window
staring out at god only knows
in this wild wild world you’re given just one set of hands
with them you must learn to obey or disobey commands
there is one lesson that you’re better off to understand:
law is universally self-prescribed by each man
I’m running out of patience
and I will not be mistaken
you choose to see me through those veiled eyes
I will no longer be misshapen by your lies.
I won’t take no
for no answer.
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4. |
More Guarded
04:01
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It’s not like
I hadn’t thought about it
cause i have,
I’ve just been more guarded than i’ve been
And if there was one
who would make me lose my head,
it would be you
I like to imagine you know what I like
I keep running
from this dream of defeat
I keep running circles around
my own reflection of me
Why are all we people here?
Is it just to hold up some grand scheme of things?
No, don’t you even say a word.
Cause it’s not like
I hadn’t thought about it
cause I have,
I’ve just been more guarded than I’ve been.
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If this were black and white
you’d be giving all the world
I’d be the broken kind of girl
if this were black and white
Since its not babe, I’m right
no need to explain myself tonight
I’m getting high
- - -
Don't let the fight define you
don't fret the light will find you
If in fact the point of life is in dying,
then child you must go out and find it
Find your peace, go find it.
(Then lover) (Then we all)
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6. |
Open Window
01:57
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I’d like to buy you a bottle of wine
sit by the open window
breath in the air
of someplace we don’t know
The smell of you has worn away
a confused fragrance
from some far off day
I keep the bed warm
if you’ll keep your heart from becoming too weather worn
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7. |
A Poem About Love
04:31
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I thought love would be some other animal completely;
that she would look me in the eyes and threaten to eat me
But she turned out to be the warmest and most comforting creature,
with all features of beauty and wisdom
I didn't know that she could be such a truthful mirage of her own
as she guarded the forrest of love
well i worked on my own self confidence
as she growled around in search for dinner
Where might she have led me this time--
oh love, oh forest, oh mother?
Who could she have led me to believe i am this time;
whether it's rhyme or reason?
Yellow is the color of the sheets with which we make love on
whether the sons are out or it's a sun storm
and i would like to tell you of those thing that I imagine;
the architectural landscapes and habitats
within my own dream world. In the pleasure of your love
I can forget if i am man or if I am girl--
yet i still can't seem to be me when I am high around you;
it's my insensitivities
Within the forest she hides;
it's my inner mind she’s the princess, and
within the ocean it’s his mind;
and it’s as constantly glowing as the moon in the sail
It’s my lack of words
It’s my little girl inside my ego
It’s my curiosity of all the people
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8. |
One Salty Morning
03:04
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One salty morning,
I dread it comes
when my baby leaves me
for the rising sun
So tell me darling,
what am I to you?
To me you are the sunshine
and the ocean blue
One of these days lord
he’ll cast away
Draw up the lines dear
and this he’ll say,
“I loved you darling but what was I to do
when my heart belongs now to the ocean blue?”
One salty morning
I dread it comes
When my baby leaves me
for the rising sun
So tell me darling,
what am i to you?
To me you are the sunshine
and the ocean blue
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9. |
Madly (a song for Bear)
05:12
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We were already in love when you came to me
called you out from someplace unknown
and you came willingly
At least it’s not pretend that I must go on
..and this time for me
A fire burns inside me now
that this whole song must not be for nothing
Oh child,
I was loving you madly
My animal, she was
swinging her head side to side
in a mourning sob and dance
Truly a piece of performance art to kill
the soul that dared
Oh child,
I was loving you madly
Stay where you are a while longer;
make your home where Bears lay.
The rules are meant to cage ya,
and I could gift ya some more freedom, baby
Or don’t, but not to say
that I am unaware;
(Your gift must be the only reason
that in this life I am me)
Oh child,
I was loving you madly
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10. |
Terms
05:06
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All the food’s gone cold
but there are still jewels on my wrist
You’ve been debating your timing
and I’ve been
predicting; pretending
as if it were all already
That’s how I know
Convincing myself, (or maybe you);
that if you think it, it has to be true--
it must happen
The less that’s said the more you mean
Holding my breath, I learned to crave your silence
And light danced on the morning tide,
still, it took me all night
to come to terms with being me
in the face of you
That’s how I know;
Don’t question me
(Don’t question me
Don’t question me)
My bones are hollow,
there’s all this space to fill
There’s all this blood to spill
There’s all this blood to spill
I am not on the edge,
I am just on my toes
I am more complicated
than even I had realized
It’s taking all my life
It’s taking all my life
It’s taking all my life
It’s taking all my life
It will take many more
It will take many more
It’s taking all my life
It will take many more
Don’t question me
(Don’t question me)
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11. |
Red Hands (reprise)
02:07
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Trying for an end that’s always something more
Walking down an endless hall of endless doors
Right when you reach the top you realize
you’re back down at the bottom
Funny how it always ends,
right back where it began
I wish my hands were still stained red
I know they will be once again
(How I wish my hands were still stained red)
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Emily Dumas Vermont
a Vermont-native visual artist who sometimes makes music
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