1. |
Fire Walking
03:48
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so you thought that i'd be easy
well i guess that you were wrong
put your money where your mouth is baby
want to paint a pretty picture
of the mess that you have made
and to think i would've taken your name
and tomorrow you'll be putting out flames
hands up and feel the motion, here we go ah here we go
i don't desire your disease, be sure to let the next one know
fire walking through the city, and it's burning for you too
i never said that i was perfect but i'm better than you
let me tell you 'bout the rapture
that will come when you're alone
and to think you called me accident prone
it's a comical prediction
but reality is fun
go ahead and buy yourself a gun
but boy you better run
dream driving got you mixed up, now you're wide awake
always making wise decisions for somebody else's sake
fire walking through the city and it's looking for you too
i never said that i was jesus but i took a nail for you
isn't it sweet
sucking the life
of anything foolish enough to swing by
isn't the core
all you can taste
til one day you wake up to some aging face
burning paper cuz you know you can
talking dirty cuz you think you're a man
hands up if you're alive here we go ah here we go
walking pretty over water but you got no where to go
black magic couldn't fix you cuz you get what you desire
i never knew that i was more than what you wanted me to be
and you're still under the impression that you did what's best for me
i never said it didn't burn but now i'm cool and you're on fire
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2. |
To My Knees
05:28
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we're all walking around and wondering how to shake hands
last year you were a feather floating but you floated here
mother promised one day i will die
when i call her name i see the sky
thought that you could teach me how to walk and smile and breathe it in
but out it falls a memory of white
the color rushes through me, isn't this what you'd intended
isn't life what you'd amended
let's pretend that when we close our eyes it's still a dream
i relate to the feeling of falling to my knees
this hole has got a piece of what i need
let me in, let me in
without a ground to fall upon i'm frozen in this skin
i feel it and i want it but i can't see past my hands
culture creature forms to my design
pleasure always lends itself to what you had in mind
mother promised water follows rain
this thirst breathes me and i breathe mother's pain
any second now the angels falling from the sky
will turn their lips and words to me, confirming all the little lies
we wake up, no we wake down facing earth like dirty crutches
screaming now its much too much, it can't be real so let's pretend that
when we close our eyes it's still a dream
i relate to the feeling of falling to my knees
this hole has got a piece of what i need
let me in, let me in
without a ground to fall upon i'm frozen in this skin
i feel it and i want it but i can't see past my hands
blue world but everything's so grey
is it written that children condition themselves to walk away
we take this life and we say hey
let me in
i'm trying to be more
but i can't get off the floor
let me begin
and we're still where we're coming from
yeah we're still where we're coming from
yeah we're still where we're coming from
oh no
and we get what we give, yeah yeah
we only get what we give, yeah yeah
we only get what we give, yeah yeah
oh no
yeah we're still where we're coming from
yeah we're still where we're coming from
but we hear that beating drum and think
it can't be real so
let's pretend that when we close our eyes it's still a dream
i awake to the feeling of falling to my knees
this hole has got a piece of what i need
let me in, let me in
without a ground to fall upon i'm frozen in this skin
i feel it and i want it but i can't see past my hands
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3. |
Through the Blue
05:22
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i used to hide inside the closet underneath my mother's skirts
against the wall behind the shoes
and the carpet smelled like hair
but it felt safe cuz you weren't there
that closet's filled with someone else's clothes and someone else's child
lays quiet in the dark
like the memory
always them or me
i thought i'd drown in your bitter water
to feel alive when things were wrong
everybody's waiting on you so make your move
teach me teacher, teach me how to groove
i am only here to run through you
violet creature running through the blue
violet creature run run running through
i used to hold my hand against the sky to see if i could keep the sun from burning through my skin
even though i knew
it was hard to do
now in the morning light is white
it chills my face like foreign spite
i thought i'd die from lack of dark
and it feels like hell
but you taught me well
when does the sound of laughter stop
those nights with stars were lost to crumbled paper
the shapes i make when i don't move haunt me the most
you hold me still like some pale ghost
everybody's waiting on you so make your move
teach me teacher, teach me how to groove
i am only here to run through you
violet creature running through the blue
violet creature run run running through
underneath and overheat
you've arranged a lovely meeting without air
pick me pick me, careful and contagious
choosing, bruising
everybody's waiting on you so make your move
teach me teacher, teach me how to groove
i am only here to run through you
violet creature running through the blue
violet creature run run running, running, running through
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4. |
Lullabye
03:30
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lullabye
so goodnight now to you boy
i try to say goodbye so many times
but i never make it further than the good
so go backwards from the bye
make it something else
i'll sing you a lullabye
and we'll say goodnight
walk away
wish i could but then your face
and what am i but human anyway
i'm addicted to the weight of my love
so go backwards from the bye
make it something else
i'll sing you a lullabye
and we'll say goodnight
i try, i try, i tried my best to make it possible to
justify putting myself back in your arms
i slept alone, i slept alone so many nights
and what are we afraid of
but the history we're made of
when will we learn
cuz here we go missing pieces that we pulled away
and next thing you know eyes open and the night is day
so come closer, come close to me
and let me love you tonight
goodnight lullabye
goodnight lullabye
goodbye
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5. |
Work
04:28
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people talking and it doesn't mean a damn thing
walk in circles follow signs and buy your wedding rings
closed to everything around them, talking so much shit
meet me back here round 11, we'll see who's fit
and you stand in the ashes wondering how you let it burn so long
pointing fingers daring somebody to prove you wrong
oh what a struggle it is to get up every day
when all you gotta do is work on making things ok
your point of view is weary
lay it down and walk on through the door
and if you feel the need to breathe
don't suffocate cuz that's what air is for
so lay it out and there i go
looking foolish cuz i don't believe in saying no
yeah i make work
take it down and welcome back
here's a choice to make don't have yourself a heart attack
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah-yeah
yeah i make work
people try to find reasons not to be alive
counting their fingers like they don't know that there's five
murder mother murder father cuz they have a plan
jiminy cricket and they have the nerve to give a damn
everybody wants a piece of something they don't have
but what you want wants you right back so don't be too sad
who lays down at night and wishes it would stay the same
who fears change enough to risk they'll never win the game
i know you want to run all night
cuz tired's not a word that means much anymore
it's killing you it's killing this so
cut it out, cut it out, cut it out and cut yourself a piece of mind
oh why
so lay it out and there i went
looking crazy cuz i think that life is heaven sent
yeah i make work
take it down and my oh my
there's a lack of understanding and a lot of asking why
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah-yeah
yeah i make work
responsibility is killing me and you're content to shut it down cuz it's not clear
who made you cruel, who said it's cool to
disconnect and redirect the fear
oh dear
somewhere down the line you figure things have gotta change
but people walk away from truth because it sounds strange
all they hear is la-dee-da-dee-da-dee da da
deedly deedly dee bow-chicka-bow-wow
so lay it out and there i go
but it'll be ok cuz i know everybody grows
yeah i make work
take it down and take a guess
at the secret recipe for happiness
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah-yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah-yeah
lay it out and there i go
looking foolish cuz i don't believe in saying no
yeah i make work
take it down and take a guess
at the secret recipe for happiness
life is work
so make it work
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Caitlin Flaxman Seattle, Washington
love/
passion/
soul/
truth/
=music
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