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Two Bedroom Apartment
03:39
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Two Bedroom Apartment
There might be an airplane without a pilot
And I have known some early birds who never got their worm
I am feeling lonely as summer turns to autumn
The wind is blowing things around and baby you’re not one of them
The woman giving haircuts well she asks all kinds of questions
And I know it’s just formality but it all seems so rude
Because I am trying hard to fake a pleasant disposition
But the truth is darling, I’m feeling kind of blue
There’s no good reason for me to be lonely
So come home when you can
There’s still room in my two bedroom apartment
So come home when you can
I’ve been looking gawking at all the couples walking
And either side of me feels so bare without you near it
Just tell me when the snow is falling I can be in your arms
And we can be the couple in the ski lodge on the post card
There’s no good reason for me to be lonely
So come home when you can
There’s still room in my two bedroom apartment
So come home when you can
All the parking lots feel empty in all the late night markets
And the trash that once belonged to someone now lies on the ground
And I am in good company as all the shopping carts roll lonely
Bumping in to cars just to feel that someone’s there
There’s no good reason for me to be lonely
So come home when you can
There’s still room in my two bedroom apartment
So come home when you can
All the crossword puzzle boxes read frustrated thoughts
And the refrigerator magnets spell out “Oh dear, how I miss you!”
And I am feeling lonely as summer turns to autumn
The wind is blowing things around and baby you’re not one of them.
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Where the Good Ones Go
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Where the Good Ones Go
I reached in the cupboard for something to feed you and
I hoped that these words were enough to keep you
Because the moon is so high and the stars are so bright
You could be the one that I needed
And when the sun came you hit the trail
Like an old cowboy bent for the wild road
And so I carved your name in to all the tree legs
And we waited for you until dark came
I once knew a man who told a tale as tall
as the mountains that he came from
and he said there’s a place where all the folks wait
when death strips their faces of color
Are you there?
(Are you there where the good ones go?)
Are you there?
(Are you there where the good ones go?)
My grandpa said that he wandered himself lost
into the heart of the forest
and his collar still sings the engraves of his name
and he chases field mice under moonlight
Are you there?
(Are you there where the good ones go?)
Are you there?
(Are you there where the good ones go?)
If you’re there, where the good ones go
Could you write me a letter, can you visit home?
You could rest on the foot of my bed
And whisper reassurances because I’m not sure of anything
Just like the dog who lost himself gone
on the farm you are living in gardens
and the fields are so high and the vegetables ripe
in the place where the good ones go
When they’re gone
(Are you there where the good ones go?)
When they’re gone
(are you there where the good ones go?)
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El Paso
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El Paso
Oh El Paso I have ridden on your highway curves
I have spoken to your governor about the use of your u-turns
Oh El Paso, I ate two corndogs at Wienerschnitzel
I have watched your infomercials
That threaten bigger muscles to those who stay up late enough to order
Oh El Paso, I left better than I was before
And I have sung my golden melodies with the best man that I know
Oh El Paso won’t you save a place for a girl like me
I am awful sad to leave you, glad to have know you
And happy to have had your company
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The First Taste
03:35
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The mother spoke your name across her lips
And kissed the children on the forehead
She turned down the lamps and closed the door
You came out from the closet
We had seen you once before
Projected monstrous onto movie screens
Stalking outside under window panes
we understood you made your living
Oh-oh-oh where do you come from?
Oh-oh-oh where do you go?
And at the bottom of the staircase
Hiding quiet under basement noise
You kept ready all your ropes and twine
Tasting for my ankles
Oh-oh-oh where do you come from?
Oh-oh-oh where do you go?
Dawn came slow
We awoke
with your fingertips
On our eyelids
I am older and awake again
In the hours before morning
I have learned you are a formless thing
Undeserving of our fearing
Still my skin
Speaks your name
It’s hard to take
Away the first taste
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17 and 53
04:27
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17 and 53
You were seventeen the year your father died
He was fifty three when you were seventeen
In the museum where you laid your head to sleep
The artifacts were cold to comfort you
When you heard them fighting you hid in the apple tree
The branches broke their noise
When your brother studied at the university
You were left alone to realize
That while you were growing older she was busy growing older too
Ba dah dum, bah dah dah dah dum
In the summer when your father drove you to the river
He would sing so loud
Soon to keep his silence when you climbed through barbed wired fences
To get to the riverside
And while you were growing older she was busy growing older too
Ba dah dum, bah dah dah dah dum
And in February you were running late one day
And out the door you ran
Leaving left unsaid the things you’d soon regret not telling
Never knowing this would be your last chance
Was it fair to blame the girl?
Was it fair to make the child choose?
And when you stood next to the mountain
Did you swear you could hear him calling you home?
I am twenty two and you are fifty three
Only blood can tell
We are made up of strings and strands of DNA
Dancing waltzes in our cells
And while I am growing older, you are busy growing older too
Ba dah dum, bah dah dah dah dum
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Public Property
04:04
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I’m not yours anymore
I belong to everyone every where
Who will take me out to the ball game
I am ready to root, root for the home team
I’m not yours anymore than
The litter owns the beach
I’m not yours anymore than
Than the dust owns the TV screen
I am skeleton strong my body moves brilliantly
There are wonders that function inside me while I sleep
All the doctors of modern medicine couldn’t put their finger on it
How can I be autonomous and yet too foolish to believe…
People take your children to the playground
People drink the water from the fountain
And Use me
Use Me
(I’m not yours anymore than the sparrow owns the tree
I’m not yours anymore, I’m public property)
I’m not yours anymore
I belong to everyone everywhere
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Soldier
03:15
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Soldier
When they first came to your school cafeteria
Setting up tables and folding chairs
While all around you the children sat squawking
You were impatient to see what they had to share
You were impressed by their pamphlets tri-folded
With bullet point lists of the ways you could go
Offering you chances to be part of legends
You never thought you would be able to
Soldier, Soldier
Your grandpa died from a German man’s courage
to do what he thought was right
Downward he fell towards the mud like an extra
In the background of a movie set
You packed your bags gave a kiss to your mother
And walked out the door with the world on your shoulders
You traded your hands for grenades and machine guns
And boy you sang your battle cry so low
Momma, momma can’t you see
What the army’s done to me
I used to date a beauty queen
Now I hug my M-16
Momma, momma, can't you see
they made a soldier out of me
Soldier, Soldier
I know there are forms waiting at the post office
Neatly arranged in a bin labeled draft forms
And as I walk by them they scream and they’re snarling
Threatening to take the man I love away
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Fool
03:49
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Fool
All the ghosts of the grandmothers
Have been haunting me in my living room
I am pagan in my pondering
Wondering where it is I will go, if I don’t go here
And the streets are full of beggars
Bragging threats of misdemeanors
I am shirtless in my offerings
To be more than what you want from me
Say it ain’t so, say it ain’t so
Say it aint, say it ain’s so
And the creatures in their masks and capes
Are growing restless under costume makeup
I am wise to what we’re doing here, but I’m a fool
Standing naked and dressed as myself
Say it ain’t so, say it ain’t so
Say it aint, say it ain’s so
I will keep my eyes shut, I will, I will
I will build a time machine
Travelin’ back to kings and queens
Changing all the course of history
So these things I’ve done won’t make a fool out of me
All the children at the swimming pool
Offer their bare skin to the afternoon
And in the courtyard birds are caroling
In the fountains that man made for them
Say it ain’t so, say it ain’t so
Say it aint, say it ain’s so
That I am cursed and insignificant
Thinking all the world revolves around me
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The Doctors
02:54
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The Doctors
He sits on the table
The man shakes his hand and says
You’re in good hands today
She quiet with fingers crossed counting the sleep she’s lost
She thinks this could be the last time
She’s waiting
So soft and easily they cut an opening
Tearing the bad things right out
They are watch dogs
Barking at black spots
Moving quiet in the night
While he’s waiting
Fluorescent Light fell on our faces
In the waiting room empty of patience
And you left your daughters all three full of desires
And there is only so much I can do
There was only so much we could do
She speaks of gabardine
I am inheriting
All these greens and blues
Will she visit me
When I’m fast asleep will she speak at all?
When I’m waiting?
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10. |
We Are Hot Dogs
02:55
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We are Hot Dogs
Twisting and turning
We are hot dogs
Twirling on top
Of gas station grills
Made from the skin
And bones of pig
We glisten softly
And simmer in heat
We roll side by side
Our shoulders touch
(Use) Ketchup and mustard
To cover us up
And I can’t recall a feeling better than this
Summer slowed down
To speed my pulse up (to speed up my pulse)
We wandered sidewalks
Moon light held us
We sat on benches
We sang our songs
We stayed up all night
Then we went home
And I can’t recall a feeling better than this
We stood on concrete
Strangers saw us
They said in our eyes
We looked in love
And I can’t recall a feeling better than this
Sweet and Sour
Rough and ripe
Flavors tasted
On summer nights
And I can’t recall a feeling better than this
I’ve got ten fingers
I have ten toes
Yours softly sweeping
My neck and my nose
Twisting and turning
We are hot dogs
Twirling on top
Of blankets too hot
And I can’t recall a feeling better than this
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Silver and Gold
03:40
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Silver and Gold
They wore the suits and sat in the spaceship
And they kept their mouths dry and shut
Breaking the atmosphere never felt the way they thought it should
But it still felt good enough
Late in your dreams the Soviets teased you
with red all around white and blue
And you were unwell from the dregs of your failures
So you turned your eyes to the moon
And you made the people proud
You made the people proud
Apollo, I’d like to have known your true path
The men that you carried were convincing enough
And the truth can lie heavy on the tip of your tongue
It’s hard to admit to these things we have done
It’s hard to admit to these things
Silver and Gold all the world waited for you
And they turned their ears to the sound
One giant step for man kind you moved forward
And you made the people proud
And I am persuaded when reading the paper
That this is war, this is war
And I am confused how can tying my shoes
be such a terrible thing
You made the people proud
You made the people proud
You made it look easy to put them at ease
You told them the things they already believed
Despite all the demons that pulled on your sleeve
You made the people proud
You made the people proud
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Canada
03:24
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There’s a place, I’ve never been
With soft-lit living rooms and kitchens sweet, reeking cinnamon
There’s a light, I’ve never seen
Kept on hopelessly, guiding home the restless one who left there
And if it gets cold in Canada, where will I run?
There’s a curse, I never caught
Sentenced to be stuck like all the ghosts who haunt the city hallways
There’s a man going north
Running fast from all the hound dogs panting wild along his foot paths
And if it gets cold in Canada, where will I run?
I’m pledging my allegiance to these reasons why I’m not already gone
There’s a bird, in the wind
Helpless to help which way he will blow and I am too.
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13. |
American Dream
03:27
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The American Dream
They were wed in spring in front of their families
And nine months later she was pregnant
With a strong baby boy and so they raised him
And this is what they call the American dream
And in the back of all of his button-ups
His mother sewed in a name label
And she sewed in his fate just like a name label
And he wore them both heavy as they bit at the back of his neck
Go to school, get a job, find a wife, settle down
And his father taught him all that a man should know
How to pay the bills put the spin on the winning throw
And the boy showed promise and he made his father proud
But moved like the breeze through a field too tired to give in
Go to school, get a job, find a wife, settle down
I can feel the taunting and teasing
Of my paycheck as it holds me ransom
The monsters we feared when we were children
Are nothing compared to the ones that live under my bed
So he studied hard at Cal State University
And married a girl who was fragrant and flowering
And at night while he sleeps the refrains of his raising
Cut the heads off the dreams of the things he thought could have been
Go to school, get a job, find a wife, settle down
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Danielle Ate the Sandwich Kansas City, Missouri
Danielle Ate the Sandwich is a national touring, folk singer/songwriter, known for her original songs, Youtube videos, composing the soundtrack to the HBO documentary, 'Packed in A Trunk: The Lost Art of Edith Lake Wilkinson,' and The 24 Hour Album Project, where she writes and records an album in one day, live streaming the process to her fans. ... more
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