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Trees All Look Alike
04:09
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You say trees all look alike
That’s not what I have seen
In the evening light
There are a hundred shades of green
I’m not giving up on you
I’m not giving up on you
I've seen dragons in the deep
So I don’t look too far ahead
They may stay fast asleep
If I keep out of my head
I’m not giving up on you
I’m not giving up on you
But I don’t understand
What you’re still doing with that plan
You've been living by a plan
And you're planning every step
But your outline for the age
Well, it's missing just a bit
I’m not giving up on you
I’m not giving up on you
But I don’t understand
What you’re still doing with that plan
What gets you through the night
Is not what you need in the light
You say trees all look alike
But I’m starting to believe
When you choose a life
You choose a seed
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2. |
Patterned Days
03:26
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I make my bed, tuck the corners in
pull on a quilt from my grandma’s hand
colors soft like the sky before dawning
She used to run through the rows of corn
race her pa to the old red door
and she milked under stars every morning
All this cloth is made
into our patterned days
When my mother came along
the call of the world was strong
so she traded the fields for flying
In the Congo’s heavy heat
she found cloth like she’d never seen
cut squares of the jungle on fire
All this cloth is made
into our patterned days
Through the glass in this new highrise
looking down on the East Side
I can see the shape of every street
and I do my best to see them
as patterns of the farmland
and the quilts that are a part of me
I used to wait at the edge of dawn
for the sunsparks coming on
till the stars gave way to the morning
Now city lights set the night aflame
but they fade in the morn the same
and the quilts on my bed keep me warmer
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3. |
Destination Yet Unknown
03:34
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It’s been way too long
since I hit the streetlights green
all the crossroads in this town
keep on fighting me
office gossip’s getting mean
tuesday’s meeting buried me
but I could last another year
probably
I’d rather know
what it’s like to crash and burn
than to be sold
on a future I don’t own
it’s time to leave
destination yet unknown
I’m gonna find
a road to make my own
a road of my own
a road of my own
Two lanes no lights in sight
fuel is getting low
I can’t say where I’ll be tonight
but I am glad to go
I’d rather know
what it’s like to crash and burn
than to be sold
on a future I don’t own
it’s time to leave
destination yet unknown
I’m gonna find
a road to make my own
a road of my own
a road of my own
I’d rather know
what it’s like to crash and burn
than to be sold
on a future I don’t own
it’s time to leave
destination yet unknown
I’m gonna find
a road to make my own
a road of my own
a road of my own
a road of my own
a road of my own
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4. |
Ask
02:33
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If you want a party I think you should start it, darling
I’m pretty happy here on this beach
I would be your partner if you got the dancefloor going, darling
but this time you better ask me
I cast a net for you
brought it back light and empty
wrote a duet for you
it was for one too many
I wanted to kissed you
in time with the waves
when each one rolled in
you would only back away
If you want a party I think you should start it, darling
I’m pretty happy here on this beach
I would be your partner if you got the dancefloor going, darling
but this time you better ask me
Joy comes easy to you
that’s a beautiful thing
it’s just the way you wait
that I find troubling
If I’m being honest
I’d like to dance with you
but while I’m being honest
you’d better try it too
If you want a party I think you should start it, darling
I’m pretty happy here on this beach
I would be your partner if you got the dancefloor going, darling
but this time you better ask me
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5. |
Exactly
02:30
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The driveways are pulling in
apartments, condos, house for rent
They seem to be happy
I want to be like them
But I need the open road
silhouettes and silos
that’s where I’m happy
so I’ll drive until I am
If this won’t make me happy nothing can
On the mantle holding hands
perfect smile was happenstance
they look perfectly happy
I wonder if I can
But I flew on tiny wings
above ice blue and crackling
couldn’t help but be happy
now I remember that I am
If this won’t make me happy nothing can
If this won’t make me happy nothing can
In life I often find
I’m lost in pixels, pulled from line
how can this be happy
the stories say I am
Then I go to this creek I know
watch the leaves drift sweet and slow
takes me home and I’m happy
time and time again
If this won’t make me happy nothing can
If this won’t make me happy nothing can
If I’m going to be happy
it’ll be exactly where I am
If I’m going to be happy
it’ll be exactly where I am
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I had a boy
I loved him and lost him
he was my first love
and so it goes
I had another
I loved him and tossed him
now that he’s gone
there’s something I know
Kisses in black and white
Kisses in black and white
Kisses in black and white
Kisses in black and white
So here we sit
at your grandpa’s folding table
in the house that we picked
from the flyer in the yard
strangely I adore this
even with your rusted kettle
and the fear of what I’ll miss
keeping solitary guard
I still need these
moon rivers and old gin joints
need you breathing in the smoke of my train as it pulls away
missing me like I’m never coming home
you’d still wait by the rails till the last day
soft film and long summer nights
rain on the lens make your words feel old like
this scene’s been rolling for a long long time
But I still need these...
Kisses in black and white
Kisses in black and white
Kisses in black and white
Kisses in black and white
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7. |
Waterfall Eyes
03:11
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Tall woman in a black beret
curtain of hair pulled over her face
walking down 12th street hiding waterfall eyes
Charcoal smudges give her away
tell me that she’s had one hell of a day
but she still sees straight through waterfall eyes
She’s crying in a public place, crying in a public place
His suit says he’s got money to burn
catch a glimpse of himself and starts to turn
but he can’t turn away from his waterfall eyes
Three blocks back he was mostly ok
two blocks back saw a little girl playing
now he’s in the cafe hiding waterfall eyes
He’s crying in a public place, crying in a public place
Crying in a public place, crying in a public place
Today the towers are leaning in
the heat and and the crowds are stifling
when the tears subside
one last shuddering sigh
Breath and finally begin again
Tall woman in a black beret
curtain of hair pulled over her face
walking down 12th street hiding waterfall eyes
Charcoal smudges give her away
tell me that she’s had one hell of a day
but she still sees straight through waterfall eyes
She’s crying in a public place, crying in a public place
Crying in a public place, crying in a public place
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