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Old Man
03:08
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Gorgeous
03:15
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I said you know I find you fairly virtuous
And he said actually I think this is all superfluous
And we said
We apologize, we are really nervous
And they said
It doesn't matter
It's all gorgeous
I said may I bring you something to eat
And he said no thank you ma'am I just digest what I read
And we said
We prefer our vitamin TV
And they said
It doesn't matter
It's all gorgeous
Can this transcend the poetry
Made in the image of you and me
Move us beyond my country tis' of thee
Tis' of thee
I said can you teach me the power of now
And he said no
We said can we teach her the power of love
And they said go
It's all gorgeous
Can this transcend the poetry
Made in the image of you and me
Move us beyond my country tis of thee
It's all gorgeous
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3. |
August
03:32
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4. |
Lost
02:50
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Labyrinths that call your name
Wandering around the halls again
Lost
Marathons with a dark finish line
Won't you light my way this time
Lost
And to think we've traveled such a long, long way
Lost
Running to to deepest rose
Pedals fall your plan exposed
Lost
Climbing through a mud so clear
Tears and stars your atmosphere
Lost
And to think we've traveled such a long, long way
Lost
Over the moon jumped a cow or a spoon
Restless ribbons in limbo's room
Lost
Ricochet said the bee to the stream
Home is just a distant dream
Lost
And to think we've traveled such a long, long way
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5. |
Grieve
03:53
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Daddy is leaving
The sky is deceiving
The moon where the sun supposed to be
An angry man running the scene
And me in my living room
And you in the car
We're praying to no one to know who we are
When we can't keep the leaves on the trees
Let us grieve, grieve, grieve
Let us grieve
The band marches on
But it's playing a song with a horn that is screeching
To cover our screams
And the angry man keeps the beat
And me in my kitchen
And you on the phone
We're talking with no one
Cause no one is home
Best intentions
Swallowed by screens
Let us grieve, grieve, grieve
Let us grieve
The ghosts have arrived a they're saying don't bother
The bones in your closer have grown so much larger
And the angry man spins in his seat
And me in the streets
And you in the air
I'm waving and waving and no one is there
And the band has forgotten the key
Let us grieve, grieve, grieve
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6. |
Just the Road
02:51
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Haven't seen a dragon fly in days
No number signs
No hints of gold
No butterflies on flowered suns
There's just the road
You pointed us due north
What's done was said
What's said was done
The scenes go by until they're one
There's just the road
How did all these years roll out behind me
How come all these shadows still are here
The journey now much shorter you remind me
Its purpose though it still remains unclear
Its purpose though it still remains unclear
I cried for you
You cried for me
A crow goes by he was evicted from a tree
The river's dry
The breeze is gone
There's just the road
How did all these years roll out behind me
How come all these shadows still are here
The journey now much shorter you remind me
Its purpose though it still remains unclear
Its purpose though it still remains
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Didion
03:32
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Take it away six seven eight
Today is the day don't be late
The movie in your mind
Looks a lot like mine
You'll be the salt
I'll bring the sweet
I'll sing the tune
You'll keep the beat
Reading all the signs
The stories of our times
So we can live
Draw me tree
Draw me a face
I'll take the close
You'll take the space
Blurred between the lines
The stories of our times
So we can live
The movie in your mind
Looks a lot like mine
Reading all the signs
Blurred between the lines
The stories of our times
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Elissa Margolin Portsmouth, New Hampshire
For more than a decade now, singer, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist Elissa Margolin has quietly built a catalog that stretches the traditional notion of what acoustic, folk-based music ought to sound like. Across her catalog, richly textured vocals, layered arrangements, and a subtle, jazz-like complexity are signatures of Margolin’s songwriting, gently reminding us these songs are hers. ... more
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