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Starling
02:34
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Starling, you're my darling
Birdlet of the rain and snow
And sweetly, every day you greet me
Is one day I know I am not alone
You fly in any kind of weather
More than any birdlet should
If I could trade this coat for feathers
Then starling, I would
Please me, then fly away to tease me
But starling I know I'm the one you love
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2. |
I Want To
02:17
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I don't wanna know the details baby
I don't wanna understand
I don't need to see the blueprints babe,
Or know the master plan
I don't wanna hear an explanation
I don't wanna know why
Why discuss the implications
We'll try not to let this love pass us by
The bells are ringing
Birds are singing
And I'm a swinging on an old church swing
The wheels are turning
And I'm a yearning
For more of that tender love you bring
I wanna know a world of wonder baby
I wanna take another chance
I wanna fall into the rhythm babe,
And join this lovely dance
I wanna stop and smell the roses baby
I wanna reach another place
I wanna see that tender smile
Stream across your ever loving face
The flowers growing
A breeze is blowing
Coyote crowing at the big old moon
The wheels are turning
And I'm a yearning
To see what it is to fall in love with you
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3. |
In the Fall Light
04:26
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Here comes a cop with a gun in his hand and
I’m thinking that this party has gotten out of hand
I look at the snow falling up on the hill
The stars are so cold and the lilies are so very still
It was so unexpected, it was just like you said
A bloody little black number with a gun to her head
I took all my chances I took all of the time
I took every last drop of summer, still hoping to shine in the
Fall Light
The angle is funny, the lens is not right
I want to stay
In the silent beginning of that blessed day
Hotels and barbells and inching away
From the funny little black spider who always gets his way
A church on the corner where I learned to pray
I said “God you gotta give me something, something to make me want to . . .
Stay here
When the message is muddy, the meaning’s not clear
I want to turn
From the fullness in me, from the lesson that I'll never learn”
Hold me like a baby
I know no one can save me
I feel so tired and crazy
So little and lazy
Hollow and hazy
I’m a story
That never gets told ‘cause I’m never believed
Sorry
For being so blind, for being so weak
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4. |
The Singer
03:33
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To never consider the way it would sound
Just turn my back on that unruly crowd
With their ears full of cotton the collective frown
Free from that albatross weighing me down
To order the vowels to make myself clear
Not tune my tongue to that unfriendly ear
To rail at this prison of bodily fear
Let go of that part of me people hear
People hear
But this is a life
Not cut and clear but messy how do I
Bring all my faults to light?
Could this be a dare?
Just wrap me up and throw me way up there
Blue air, I have to admit that I am scared
To sail the abyss between candid and coy
the original vow as of yet unemployed
Fair to assume they are probably annoyed
But I am not comfortable
Filling that void
A corporate treasure of pleasure and fear
Where men manufacture their shallow careers
On the art of the oral the cracked chandelier
Out of fucking the fault lines for
A disaster year,
It’s a disaster here
Chorus
A sense of breaking vs. a sense of staying calm
I’m staying calm, I’m staying calm
No room for mercy, where mercy does not belong
I send it on, and on and on and on and on . . .
On and on . . .
On and on . . .
On and on . . .
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5. |
Your Lovely Face
02:52
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Love and joy, love and joy
That tender little itchy toy
But I love it all the same
Put a daisy in my hair
I’m falling down these skinny stairs
I’m falling all around you, I surround you
Oh oh oh
I don’t know my place
There are things I can’t erase
It’s a fate I will embrace
Just to see your lovely face
I walk the path of a winding road
The sun is gone the sky is cold
And stars surround me (they astound me)
I pat the head of a pretty horse
I don’t know why but love of course
I’d do it all again, with you
Chorus
I’m on my knees saying pretty please
The girl is gone and I see bees
They swarm all around me
I say to Peace “you’re a jealous bride”
The water’s deep and the river’s wide
But I jump in anyway
Chorus
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See "An Irish Airmen Foresees His Death" by W.B. Yeats
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7. |
Savannah Smiles
05:10
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When Savannah smiles
The sun comes out to greet her
And the day could not be sweeter for a while
Such a precious child
If only I could hold her for a while
Make all the worries disappear
I can see the storm begin
I’m way too old to sing this song again
All my friends are settling down
Look across the old blue river
There’s nothing else that I can give her
Oh Savannah smiling just for me
When Savannah’s fine
The sky could not be kinder
And the stars could not outshine her if they tried
All the words just seem
To lay down like a sonnet for a queen
A little lonely by her side
I can see the storm receding
A little love is all she’s needing
In the dead of night there’s
A fluttering light
Oh Savannah dry your eyes
Don’t believe those petty lies
Oh Savannah smiling just for me
Falling down
She’s falling down
She’s falling down
She’s falling down
and down and down and down and down and down and down and down
Oh Savannah falling down, falling down . . .
Oh to see her grow
And where she’s going no one really knows
Just how deep or how far
Just a little child
She only needs me for a little while
Before she turns to walk away
Funny how the time it goes
The days and nights all seem to go so slow
But I know, it’s just a short while
But oh the love it never ends
I couldn’t have a better friend
Oh Savannah won’t you smile for me
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Snow White
04:42
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The ice is getting thin
I straddle the edge of the snowy white skin
A knock on the door, inviting you in
To which you reply, never again
Now lilies struggle on a hill
The long coat of summer is fading and still
Birds come to flutter and beat on the sill
To rest on the roof of the cottage we built
But don’t go much further I think there are things
This girl would rather not know
A red rose is blooming a hummingbird sings
Under the virgin white snow
A heart beats in the black
A night full of stars I am peeling them back
Back to a page I read in a book
Back to the heart of the boar he took
Chorus
Here is the sweet river Rhone
Where the sound slips alone
Through the mud and the stone
Deadly where nothing gets in
Blind as blind as the skin
On the eye of a stone
Hardly home
Snow is falling down
You open your eyes take a good look around
You run through the woods, you come to a town
Where you ask for a bed and they turn you down
Chorus
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9. |
Shooting Star
03:46
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I wish I could be a shooting star
I wish I could be warm and bizarre
Or hills, rolling into sky
A river running wide, the apple of your eye
Now the summer heat has come and gone
The lamp is lit and all the shades are drawn
Send roses if you can, put the petals in my hand
And now I understand
That I photograph the rain
Make it all look sane
And try to wax romantic
When love, my heart is only frantic
Hello love I got your letter
Written in your yellow sweater
Trust me love I’m doing better
It’s only fair to say . . .
Now the guests are folding into pairs
So make the bed and move me up the stairs
Love, I think we had it all
And now I’m feeling small
Just a picture on your wall
And, so the story ends
Another to begin
Another happy ending
Another letter I am never sending
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10. |
And So . . .
04:36
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Too fickle to need, too tickled to grieve
For the man with his heart on his sleeve
A pleasant surprise in the backs of his eyes for me
Hell I didn’t care, I knew he was there
In the hall with that slippery stare
How funny we fall how foul we fare when we leave
Wheeling down that wicked road
The sins are sticking to our clothes
It’s enough to put a better man to shame
Just chalk it up to make-believe
The folly of your family tree
Better just to let it be, and go
Too tired to try, more likely to
Lie like a lion who’s so well despised
Than tend to the shallow fields that are hallowed and grey
So nothing is true, how lucky for you
Just to toss it, another lost shoe
Lace it up a little harder I’d really like to get it started hey hey
How carefully how unforeseen
Like fallout from a wicked dream
I’ve been living in the in-between for quite some time
There’s a place I’d rather go
But forced to stick to what I know
Lace it up, oh let it go, okay . . .
And once it gets in, then baby
It spins like a wheel with a talent for feeling
Like everything here has gotten ugly and a little rotten hey hey
And baby it’s tough
I’d rather pick up a bottle than drink down that stuff
Shoot straight as an arrow through fist and through marrow I bleed
I’m looking on this holiday
Two lovely eyes that look away
Better just to write the play and save myself
From what I know and what I dream
There’s nothing worth recovering
No matter if I have the means or not
And so . . .
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11. |
The Book of Love
02:52
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For lyrics visit: http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/The-Book-of-Love-lyrics-The-Magnetic-Fields/897FB9BA789ECE5D48256E8E000BDFA5
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