1. |
Muse (Part I)
02:13
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2. |
The First Days of May
03:18
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red is the cardinal, well-rehearsed in the dawn, singing out his song
just singin' out his song
red is the spanish wine, your hair in the restaurant candle light
that illuminates the first days of May
white magnolias the first pedals to fall down, first to cover the ground
in ann arbor town
white is the spring in the pale full moon and when the lilacs bloom
in the neighborhoods parks and in the backyard
you color seasons I spend with you, oh the greys and the blues,
the golds and maroons
you color the memories I’ll hold when the westward wind will bend and bow
and move and sway, and send me away
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3. |
Weather Reports
02:48
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weather reports forcastin’ rain
clouds from the north precipitate
poems like storms chasin’ you down
words like a ghost come find you out
weather reports forcastin’ blue
skies in you heart guidin’ you though
the night hauntin’ your soul until
light hits ageless pages you fill
weather reports forcastin’ winds
blowin’ away someone watchin’
over your art your body’s hollowed
spirits travel find a new home.
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4. |
Seraphim
03:33
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Seraphim in letters and New York Times bestsellers
and violins, my favorites of your old records are playin’
and Seraphim I do miss you from the Midwest
across the Appalachians and you are still consumin’
my mornings
my sleepy eyes
my first thoughts
my first thoughts
of you in my arms
Seraphim
across New England’s endless
distance from Michigan
Seraphim in torrents, above my head and floatin’
Like summer clouds on sunswept
Summer dawns you uplift
my mornings
my sleepy eyes
my first thoughts
my first thoughts
Of you in my arms
Seraphim
across New England’s endless
distance from Michigan
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5. |
Winter Clothes
05:22
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in my winter clothes
in my hats and coats
in the morning glow
I watch the falling snow
in my winter clothes
I watch the rising smoke
with my tired gaze
by the fireplace
the sun came out too bright on the day you let me go
and in the winter white, in the morning glow,
you still come through my blinds, so I keep my shades drawn.
I would fit you into my life, but it’s best that you stay gone.
in my winter clothes
in my hats and coats
in the mid-day air
in the blinding glare
in my hats and gloves I love you most
in the winter months you’d warm my bones
on the coldest days I’d always fall
in love with everything but that’s my fault
the sun came out too bright on the day you let me go
and in the winter white, in the morning glow
you still come through my blinds so I keep my shades drawn.
I would fit you into my life, but it’s best that you stay gone.
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6. |
Water
04:21
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water come out of the sky
water come down from your eyes
water leave salt on my face
then water come wash it away
water come out of the ground
water come down from the clouds
water in times of drought
water come pouring out.
water let me float away, when weakness comes I heard a name oh
water in floods and waves, is the soil out of which something new came
water come and inundate my brain and wash out a strange unrest and
bitterness in my veins and bones and wherever else my body aches
water come out of the pipes
water come down from your eyes
water when I go to swim
water soak through my skin
water let me float away, when weakness comes I heard a name oh
water in floods and waves, is the soil out of which something new came
water come and inundate my brain and wash out a strange unrest and
bitterness in my veins and bones and wherever else my body aches
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7. |
Khalela
04:15
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Him:
I write this down completely uninspired so I think of her nervous voice compelling me to fill this page and I re-collect her face, through the window pain and in the autumn rain before I thought to say
Her:
I think of him tonight, concentrate my eyes, look up at the stars, see what I can find, so I begin to draw, the first thing on my mind, and through the window pane, he was looking in my eyes, and in the autumn rain, I am staring at his smile before I thought to say
Together:
I don’t know you but I’m looking through the window at your notebook shapes and spirals I remember how you made my day, I would chase you just to ask your name. Khalela oh I would chase you just to ask your name.
Him:
October leaves are falling through me and the season’s turning into numbers, dates on Calendars but I can still recollect the place where she said her name, and with a silent K, before I thought to say
Her:
January, March, April, May and June. Another year has left me with just a few things I recollect, every button on his coat, I still remember when I was walking out the door, and with a nervous smile, I was telling him my name before I though to say
Together:
I don’t know you but I’m looking through the window at your notebook shapes and spirals I remember how you made my day, I would chase you just to ask your name. Khalela oh I would chase you just to ask your name.
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8. |
Hollywood
04:17
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he had his heart set on Hollywood,
oh its all he ever wanted
he had a story for a screenplay
a romantic comedy with a dark twist
her eyes were bright and when they first met
oh she’s all he ever thought of
her face was painted like a Rembrandt
his heart was beating like a kick drum
she had her heart set on New York
oh it’s all she ever wanted
she had a voice meant for Broadway
oh its all she ever thought of
her eyes were bright and in the Midwest
she left everything behind her
his pen was pressed against his first draft
his heart was sinking like an anchor
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9. |
Muse (Part II)
02:55
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You are my muse.
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