1. |
Dawn Chorus
03:22
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There's a light in my eye
From the street or the sky
It won't let me sleep
Bugs the hell out of me
There's a bird in my ear
Singing loud and clear
And she sings my song
Sings it all on her own
And the dawn chorus carries on
Feeling heavy, holding firm
To the fear of moving on
Take a breath, drink a beer
Say a prayer, but nothing heals
Feels tired, overworked,
Underseen and unrehearsed
Then I hear that morning song
Calling me to sing along
And the dawn chorus carries on
And the dawn chorus carries on
And the dawn chorus carries on...
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2. |
American
02:47
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I'm all buzzed out with sugar
I'm all buzzed out with friends
I'm all buzzed out with coffee
And tomorrow I'mma do it all again
I am American
I need my medicine
I'm all tired from busy
Drive myself in a tizzy
It's never enough making money and stuff
Fill up my car, my goddamn car
I am American
I need my medicine
I don't be ungrateful for all the privilege I have
But I'm sniffing out a pattern in the culture of this land
Now don't get me wrong
I'm proud and I'm strong
I call this my home and this battle's my own
But I know I'm not alone
I am American
I need my medicine
I can't stop eating cake
Working until I shake
Every time my car breaks
Or my poor body aches
I'll ask you if you take my credit card
Will you take my credit card
Will you take my credit card
Will you take my credit card
Take my credit card
Will you take my credit card
Will you take my credit card
Will you take my credit card
Take my credit card
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3. |
In Another Life
02:36
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In another life
In another galaxy
On a different planet
On the other side of the sea
Back in a hospital room
We were a family
Tucked in between the beeping of all those machines
What is a soul?
What is a memory?
Are they the same thing?
Are they the same thing?
It's storytime
I can make up all your lines
I will draw your face in the sand
Watch it wash away again
Gimme a dance
Remembering to hold your hand
Your face smiling back at me
In my head it's what I see
What is a soul?
What is a memory?
Are they the same thing?
Are they the same thing?
In another life
In another galaxy
On a different planet
On the other side of the sea
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4. |
Being Alone
03:23
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It's quiet in town
Parking is easy, bars are empty
Distractions run out
Desperate to disconnect my mind and body
But the internet's down
It's quiet in town
Winter will end and flowers will bloom, I know
When did we get so bad at being alone?
I'm tracing the lines
My only company is staring back at me now (being alone)
Reflected so clearly I could swear my body was
Ahead of it's time
I'm tracing the lines
Summer will end and flowers will turn to snow
When did we get so bad at being alone
It's quiet in town
Parking is easy, bars are empty
Distractions run out
Desperate to disconnect my mind and body
But the internet's down
It's quiet in town
Being alone
It's quiet in town
Being alone
It's quiet in town
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5. |
Hostage
02:51
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You grab my hand
And pull me close
Your arms like a cage
You won't let go
I am your hostage
Your little bird
You are the oyster
I am the pearl
It's easy letting you steal all my time
Take my wrist
Handcuff yours to mine
It's easy letting you steal all my time
Take my wrist
Handcuff yours to mine
And we drive
In our getaway car
Right off a cliff
And into the sun
No obligations, we'll slip away
Obsession is easy
It's a warm place to stay
It's easy letting you steal all my time
Take my wrist
Handcuff yours to mine
It's easy letting you steal all my time
Take my wrist
Handcuff yours to mine
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6. |
Change
02:33
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Come on in take a seat
I've got a secret for you
And I'm afraid what it might mean
But I'm facing the truth
Things are gonna
Change
Change
Change
I've never been very good
At keeping quiet
So I'm gonna blurt it out
At the top of my lungs and shout
Things are gonna
Change
Change
Change
A toast to all that we have done
And never will
To what almost was
To who we left and who we came to love
Thins are gonna
Change
Change
Change
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7. |
Start Again
02:56
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What do you do with the disappointment
At the end of a long year
What do you do when you work the weekend
And you can't get away
What do you do when the thread you hang from
Is splitting in two
And the ground below comes in view
Well I guess you'll start again
Again
What do you do with the worn and broken
And so familiar
What do you do when you can't replace
What you won't give away
What do you do when the thread you hang from
Is splitting in two
And the ground below comes in view
Well I guess we'll start
Guess we'll start
Well I guess we'll start again
Again
Again
Again
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8. |
Sucker
03:01
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Boy, do I feel like a sucker
Hanging from your hands
Like a limp little puppet
I can't move until you make me dance
And boy, do I feel like a sucker
How many licks does it take
For you to get to the center
And make my heat break
It's you I've given my power to
I had to pay a woman to tell me that
And it was worth every penny, my love
Worth every penny, my love
Boy, do I feel like a sucker
Drinking from this cup
Thirsty as a minnow
Swimming in the mud
It's you I've given my power to
I had to pay a woman to tell me that
And it was worth every penny, my love
Worth every penny, my love
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9. |
Mother Warned
03:49
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Where do we go when we have a weekend free?
I remember tall dune grass and salty breeze
Tiptoe on the shoreline shells, tickled feet
Where do we go now that we destroyed the beach?
Where am I supposed to plan my New Year's trip?
Find a winter wonderland and take a pic?
Envy of all my friends and acquaintances
Where's the winter wonderland now no snow exists?
Father won't bail us out this time
Mother warned, but we sucked her dry
Wouldn't it be nice to smell the changing leaves
Dappled sun upon the roots beneath our feet
Should've tried it once - to sleep among the trees
Now there is no chance, no one camps near factories
Father won't bail us out this time
Mother warned, but we sucked her dry
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10. |
In Search of A Crowd
03:40
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Get up from the couch, the makeshift bed
We gotta make it to Knoxville
A long road ahead
Leave a thank you note by the front door
Grab the guitar and the clothes you wore
Driving dreams on country streets
Thank god for the car that my dad gave me
And microphones to make us loud
A singer must go in search of a crowd
In search of a crowd
In search of a crowd
Sometimes we get 200 ears
And sometimes we sing for nothing but beers
Sometimes we make a few good friends
Who laugh when we laugh
And clap at the end
Driving dreams on country streets
Thank god for the car that my dad gave me
And microphones to make us loud
A singer must go in search of a crowd
In search of a crowd
In search of a crowd
Driving dreams on country streets
Thank god for the car that my dad gave me
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The Sweater Set Washington, D.C.
“The Sweater Set will pluck at your heartstrings” with "an intimidating number of instruments," (Washington Post) and soaring soprano-alto harmonies. Listeners are invited into Sara Curtin & Maureen Andary's joyful friendship as they sing about loves lost and found. Brightest Young Things calls them as “D.C.’s most endearing duo," claiming their attraction to them was “instant and inescapable." ... more
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