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Home
02:52
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The weeds are growing
through the screen on the back porch
the yard is full of land mines
broken bottles, buried bones and empty holes
The dust is rising up to meet us
fans are circulating
breath and signals crossed
to recreate a language we misunderstood
I reconsider you
while I rest drowning in the brightest blue
We build it up and take away
The patterns pounded into shapes
that look like you but melt away
The moths are swarming
towards a place that's warm
I think I'd do the same except for darkness
and forgivness
Broken bones and heavy weather
Things we do while under pressure
all the time that fills this space
If you were here would I even
recognize your face
Addictions and distractions
are all the same when you wake up
in the morning
just to find
that I have not come home...
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Blanket
03:44
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I was sittin' alone and sober
just tryin' to figure out
How I got where I am
and you got where you are
we made it this far without
having to answer the questions
we kick along as we walk
without speaking the unspoken words
that silent way that we talk
I was looking around at the scenery
Kinda want to throw it all away
Start with an empty room
just me and you
figure out what's really at stake
We live so far away from the ocean
this city is noisy and cold
we've go baby's to name
and if it's all the same
I would really like to raise her on the road
I would really like to raise her on the road
But if anything ever happened
Like, if something really went down
I would want to be lyin' next to you
on a blanket on the ground
with the creatures all around us
at our heads and at our feet
listen to the rain fall down
the wind talkin' through the trees...
Do you remember that time in Texas
we stopped to rest for the night
the highway and everything just rolled right by
nothing but stars in sight.
I told you I would come back for you
I bet you thought I forgot
You found me under the ferris wheel
at our secret meeting spot
We live so far away from the ocean
the city is noisy and cold
we've got baby's to name
and if it's all the same
I would really like to raise her on the road...
But if anything ever happened
I mean, like, if something really went down
I would want to be lyin' next to you
on a blanket on the ground
with the creatures all around us
at our heads and at our feet
listen to the rain fall down
the wind talkin' through the trees
the wind talkin' through the trees...
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Dear Janie,
04:14
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Dear Janie,
you died suddenly
they all said you were crazy
that's how your legend goes you see
I thought you were brilliant
i thought you were lovely
although I never knew you
and you never knew me
One day you're gonna walk
gonna walk right through me
one day you're gonna talk
gonna talk right to me
One day you'r gonna walk
gonna walk right through me
One day you're gonna talk
gonna talk right to me
you are a shadow
you are a ghost
you'll live forever up on Canary Road
I will miss you the most...
Dear Janie,
heard you had two babies
everyone in this town
says they're perfect little ladies
One is called Vivian
called the other one "Birdy"
they're your spittin' images
so tall and so pretty
Oh, and Janie,
I thought I saw you driving
I guess you would have been flying
on your Triumph made of gold
just like that painting
I'd been waiting
and I've been savin' up
till I heard that it was sold
It sold for $350
that's a little out of my league
but if i didn't know better
i would have thought you painted it for me
One day you're gonna walk...
Dear Janie,
you died suddenly
they all said you were crazy
that's how your legend goes you see
I thought you were brilliant
i thought you were lovely
although i never knew you
and you never knew me...
One day you're gonna walk
gonna walk right through me
one day you're gonna talk
gonna talk right to me
One day you'r gonna walk
gonna walk right through me
One day you're gonna talk
gonna talk right to me
you are a shadow
you are a ghost
you'll live forever up on Canary Road
I will miss you the most...
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Rubberband
02:50
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She's got a rubber-band around her heart
to keep from falling apart
she takes it all so hard
tries to fix it
she doesn't know where to start
She's got a new tattoo
it marks the years
that just keep passing
it's black and shady
just like her fears
she just keeps stashing away
How do you keep
from falling asleep
into an endless night
when do you know
it's gonna be alright...
she's got a million songs
they just need writing
fancy words like silhouettes in the sun
they just keep hiding
She's got a million friends
they just keep leaving
but she'll keep the photographs beside her bed
to bring her sweet dreams
When do you stop believing
that things will turn out how you planned
when do you realize
that everything
must come to an end...
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5. |
Peter Pan
03:28
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She said "You look like Peter Pan today"
leaning out the window
how the leaves seemed to return our gaze
She thought she could fly
I was sure that we would die this way
Sitting in the park
with a radio and your oils
making lists of things we'd accomplish someday
listening to This Mortal Coil
she was hiding in the bottom bunk
just sketching washed in red, red, red
held ourselves up for days and days and days and days
white halo's tingling our heads...
I think I'll pain my shoes
you'll paint portraits of sleeping girl blues
just two little girls in the big bad world
nobody knows if we win or if we lose
our minds, our voices, our chances, our choices
our minds, our voices, our chances, our choices
our minds, our voices, our chances, our choices
our minds, our voices, our chances, our choices...
Can we have a moment on the balcony?
watch them scatter in the first rain of the year
above the fountain where we baptized
the details of our demise
a good laugh a good cry
and all those little white lies
all those little white lies
all those little white lies...
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6. |
Black Dog Heart
02:58
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You would not believe me
if I could just tell you the truth
but all of this stuff just keeps lying
like the rock stuck at the bottom of my boot
My heart is a black dog sleepin' under your truck
she's helpless
defenseless
knows that true love is luck
my heart is a black dog sleepin' under your truck
she's tied to the bumper
tangled up in everything that I love
All of this change just keeps piling up
wish that I could walk in sunshine
But now I can't hit all of them HIGH notes
I can't breathe for swallowing time
My heart is a black dog
just call out her name
she'll come when you call her
standing out n the rain
My heart is a black dog sleepin' under your truck
she's tied to the bumper
tangled up in everything that I love
Dreamin' dog dreams of little bunny
catching up with the morning dove
her leash is tied to the hitch of your bumper
tangled up in everything that I love
You would not believe me
If I could just tell you the truth
But all of this stuff just keeps LYING
like the rock stuck at the bottom of my boot...
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7. |
Kitchen
04:48
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I step out of the light
into a night that never ends
I try to navigate my way these days
I guess that just depends
upon what mood I'm in
or how much money I can spend
I spend a lot of time just watching people rush
dragging their kids to catch the bus
they're out the window of my car
they're in slow motion
black and grey, like movie stars
Nothing happens here
summer's been on it's way for years
I pace in circles around the kitchen and I swear,
It's getting colder out there...
I wait
for someone to stop by
just to say "HI"
I smell a stranger in the air, go to the door
but no one's there
Maybe I just smelled a rat the cat killed
and left outside to show he cares
Because nothing happens here...
Maybe I'll sit and watch the train
hear it huuummmmmmm...
then again maybe I'll step inside and ride
here I come
I'll take the Red Line till I end up in the lake
and then I'll swim to Michigan
maybe a fisherman will catch me on his line
and then he'll throw me back again
Because nothing happens here
summer's been on it's way for years
I pace in circles around the kitchen
and I swear
it's getting colder out there
it's getting colder out there
it's getting colder out there...
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8. |
Witches
03:34
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She drove off the road just changing the station
she walked away to leave the damage for another day
the only trouble now is seeping through her pores
there must be more to life than this
there must be a better way
and through the windows of the bus
history stares right back at us
nothing left now to do but pray
to the Goddess of Forgiveness
to the witches who can heal us
to the memory of how close you came that day...
She looks inside to find a little boy
who stole her bike and rides it right past her door
he is her truth
and he is her joy
he knows her secrets but he'll never tell
not this little boy
and through the windows of the bus
he is staring right back at us
nothing left now to do but pray
to The Goddess Of Forgiveness
to the witches who can heal us
to the memory of how close you came that day...
So she came home today to rearrange
the stuff that make her crazy,
stuff that makes her strange
she'll sort it out and then she'll write it down
her poetry is her therapy
to bring her back around
and through the window of the bus
history is staring right back at us
nothing left now to do but pray
to The Goddess Of Forgiveness
to the witches who can heal us
to the memory of those lost along the way...
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9. |
Shiner
04:54
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Just a glance over the shoulder
just a walk down the stairs
just a picture of your brother
just a broken lonely pair
just a green light turning red
just a stain to prove you bled
just a sketch, black ink on white
just a shiner to call the fight...
we rarely verbalise our greatest desires
like what would you take with you
when your house catches fire?
how many times have you said goodbye
and where would you go
if you could fly?...
Just a lover gone away
just a lonesome song to play
just some ashes blowing out of a tray
seems like there's nothing I can say
Just a memory passing by
just the smell could make you cry
just a girl in a city
looking out at what used to be...
How many turns did it take
to get you where you are?
do you believe in wishing on the first star?
what would you remember most
if you lost your sight?
How firm will you stand when they take away your rights?
What color would you pick
if you had to pick just one?
What do you want to leave behind
when all is said and done?...
Just a voice on the radio
just a lullaby for baby-o
just some answers blowing in the wind
just a long distance call
from a long lost friend...
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10. |
No Gamble
04:02
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Of all the people I have seen
you are etched into my memory
a trampoline
a painted wall
and Halloween
a vacation in the sun
a G&T
a whisky run
all the Raiders on the line
all the healers
space and time
Two lives two lands
come together
now join hands
Two tribes two clans
come together
now join hands
There is a boat in the driveway
go ahead now,
sail away
a stray cat
a few stray friends
you tie together
the lose ends...
Two lives two lands
come together
now join hands
Two tribes two clans
come together
now join hands
There is no gamble here my friends
you pulled the lever, three 7's...
Of all the people I have known
I stay with you
it feels like home...
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String of Ponies Detroit, Michigan
Alison Lewis has been rocking Detroit, the USA, Europe, a Jam Cruise, stereos, jukeboxes and headsets for over a decade. String of Ponies is the talisman.
String of Ponies recommends:
What am I supposed to do?
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Doop recorded this album around the same time and at the same studio as Hurricane Millie. (Alison and Doop have a duet on this record!) There are two more on their way from that same period. Stay tune
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