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Ode to the Sea
03:50
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Take me in
Forget this crowd
I swear they’ve never in my mind
Felt so loud
Timeless one
Where do you end?
Is the horizon your lover
Or your bed?
But the depths of your eyes
I’ll never know
For you swallow half the sailors
And guided half home
And you ripped the shores
In between
Still, you’re the only one
I believe in
I was once this holy
Girl who knew her way
This was once the only
Place where I could pray
Lord, I pray, lord
To sail away
Oh, the moon and the sun
Be my guides
For my restless bones lie
With the tides
Blue and green
In between
Still, you’re the only one I believe in
But the depth of your eyes
I’ll never know
And your kiss comes as surely
As it goes
Where will you hide?
Where will you run?
I was once this holy
Girl who knew her way
This was once the only
Place where I could pray
Lord, I pray, lord
To sail away
Ocean wide, ocean blue
Pulls me straight to you
And we’ll swim between
The galaxies and we’ll
Carve our names between the tress
And understand why we were
Given this time to
Believe in something
I was once this holy
Girl who knew her way
What is this I’m holding?
Maps don’t give me strength,
No, I pray, lord, to sail away
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We built an island in the sky
Between two lanes of candy cane traffic
Always laughed at passerbys saying
They were only jealous
That we have found
The golden fields
You felt so warm
Under my skin
Penny for your thoughts you say
A price you’re never willing to pay
My heart is poisoned with suspicion
You’re a walking contradiction, babe
But you run so smooth
Down my throat
Wish I could love you
Without turning to stone
Darling I can take no more
You took my heart with you
Out that door
So I’m left here waiting, wishing
Maybe someday you’ll be different
What for?
You have found a fold
In my bones
I can’t love you
Without turning to stone
Now I have to keep my distance
Our island in the sky falls to Earth
Holding on to all the pieces
Trading pain for what it’s worth
How can I say goodbye?
How can I say goodbye?
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3. |
When Babel Fell
04:20
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There were three stars
In the sky when Babel fell
We thought we could win
This war against ourselves
They said:
You two are as famous
As the city’s newspapers
Did you know?
Said:
If anyone could make it
To the heavens,
You two would hold the gold
So tell me something
I’ll understand
We built a tower
On quicksand
And we should’ve never
Built so high
We should’ve never
Tried to touch the sky
And as the bricks began
To fall to the ground
We swore but we never
Made a sound
We thought we could win
This war against ourselves
We were foolish to believe
That we could win
If you’re looking for the Holy Grail
The first place to look
Is between their eyes
If you’re looking for the gates
To heaven, they would
Never disguise
So tell me something
I’ll understand
We built a tower
On quicksand
And we should’ve never
Built so high
We should’ve never
Tried to touch the sky
Now, we don’t speak
We don’t speak,
We don’t speak,
We don’t speak,
The same language
When Babel fell
When Babel fell
When Babel fell
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4. |
Two Birds on a Wire
03:59
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I haven’t spoken in three days
But I don’t have much to say to anyone
Birds are sitting on the wire
Licking each others feathers
Getting ready to send my letters
To the one I said I love
Oh, they whisper so,
Do they know?
Oh, the whisper so,
Do they know what I don’t know?
I used to sing with them, with the freedom of their wings
Now how I envy them, with the bending of my limbs
I used to sing with them, our words were taken with the wind
And by surprise, I can’t rescue him,
I write him letters
from the darkness of the night
from the two birds on the wire
It all goes back to stardust
And you and I we nothing once
Now, I’m living in this neverland forevermore
I haven’t gone outside
Oh my aching soul is tired
Birds are calling from the wire
I’m running out of ink
And without it I cant think
Oh they whisper so,
Do they know?
Oh, they whisper so,
Do they know what I don’t know?
It all goes back to stardust
And you and I we nothing once
Now, I’m living in this neverland forevermore
Green and red skyline then
As we bled between the moon
And the stars where the pieces created
This movement of light
Two birds on a wire
It all goes back to stardust
And you and I we nothing once
Now, I’m living in this neverland forevermore
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5. |
The Pirate
04:06
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Seagulls perched upon the mast,
Could this mean land at last?
I've got a map in my hand
Steering by the skyways, moving so fast
And as you write your letters, I only wish to kill for treasures
When my wicker burns out, and my candle cries
I see the sunrise
Over the distance, over the distance
Your eyes haunt me swiftly
I wish I could be free
Over the distance, over the distance
Your lips were like rubies
Diamonds pierced through me
Forget me I beg, forget me I beg
Your heart of gold for me to guard,
I stole it instead
So heavy to my feet
I am anchored to the sea
Sea salt lingers on my skin
And seashells line my windows
Still havent touched that note you left
Saying I'm your widow
And as I write you letters
You only wish to kill for treasures
When my wicker burns out
And my candle cries I see your eyes
Your eyes
Over the distance, over the distance
The eyes that once knew me
Now see right through me
Over the distance, over the distance
Your lips were like honey
But you wanted money
I'll forget you I swear,
Forget you I swear
You put my heart in a locket forever to wear
Heavy emptiness
My heart is at your feet
I am anchored to the sea
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6. |
Rolling Gold
03:01
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7. |
Stories About Your Wife
02:41
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The room is dimly lit
It’s a calculated trick
And you can come and sit beside me
There room for two to fit
And you smile with your eyes
Though it comes as no surprise
The liquors sitting thick
It’s a calculated trick
Uh huh, isn’t it?
But I’ll play along with your silly game
‘Cause in the end, it’s all the same
We’ll go dancing after dark
Then we’ll stroll through the park
And you’ll spill your soul
Say you’re afraid of growing old
And find comfort in my eyes
But my youth is my disguise
Uh huh, ain’t that right?
I will never be your soldier
I will never be your queen
I am not a tortured painter
Though sometimes it may seem
You can throw me down a well
Or you can sit me on a shelf
And tell me stories about your life
Tell me stories about your wife
Ooh
You say you work in finance
Romance? No chance! No chance!
Say you’ve never met someone like me?
I find that hard to believe
A million other girls could be standing on their toes
Just listening to your woes, just listening to your woes
You will never be my soldier
You will never be my king
You won’t even be my prince
You won’t even hear me sing
I’ll sit you on a shelf
And then I’ll throw you down a well
And watch you sink between the stones
Making wishes on your bones
Mhmmm
You’ll wake up on a park bench in the morning
And I’ll be gone
And you’ll be on
Your way
Back home
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Donna Vatnick Boston, Massachusetts
Rolling on the waves of change is always challenging; songwriting is a comforting companion for a wandering rower.
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