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The Story's Too Short
04:02
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I know...
what I don’t want you to know,
what I don’t want you to witness.
Although there is this song,
I don’t intend to sing it.
If I do, then please don’t listen.
But I know you’ll pay attention,
cause you always pay attention.
Ooh...
And the story is too short,
and there’s nothing there to work with,
cause the story never happened.
But I know you paid attention,
cause you always pay attention.
Ooh...
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I Followed The Moon
03:03
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I followed the moon, and the moon was following you,
What did I do, what did I do?
The lilacs were in bloom, and the moon was following you,
What did I do, what did I do?
You were my shiny foil, you beckoned me,
To pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
Lately I’m dreaming of you, of moonlit versions of you
None of them true, none of them true,
Moonlit versions of you, when the lilacs were in bloom,
None of them true, none of them true
I followed the moon, and the moon was following you,
What did I do, what did I do…
What did I do, what did I do…
What did I do, what did I do…
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The winter, it keeps all the flowers that bloomed in bulbs that it stores in the ground
There’s all kinds of potential energy, and all kinds of waiting around
And all kinds of waiting around.
You saw me there peeking my head through the door, you said just come into the room
I’ve been so many people and so many things and I’ll never be anything new.
And I’ll never be anything new.
I waited all winter and now it is Spring, I waited a whole season through.
I worried a lot about what you might think, you said thank you for being so you,
You said thank you for being so you.
Oooh,
There’s something you said that I cannot forget, I can’t get it out of my head.
You said you don’t think we’re that complicated, I’m not really sure what you meant
And I’m not really sure what you meant.
Well, I never mind it when people leave and I never mind leaving myself,
But the morning you took off I turned back to see you surprised at the way that I felt.
Surprised at the way that I felt.
The winter, it keeps all the flowers that bloomed in bulbs that it stores in the ground
There’s all kinds of potential energy, and all kinds of waiting around.
And all kinds of waiting around.
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4. |
Take A Picture
04:41
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She said mom take a picture, this might not be forever
Mom said smile in the picture it’s probably forever
The house in the picture was auburn with orange trim
Wooden fence all around it enclosing what was within
The people upstairs are holding their own with the noise
Making shadow puppets to entertain the boys
Cabin fever is rampant they’re stirring up crazy tonight
The kids run amok and we’re wishing we all were in flight
A dream jumps around like a bullet inside a box
Taking everything with it, that it could ever want
It tirelessly burns at a feverish pitch out of sight.
You think it’s been quelled but a fire puts up a fight.
If you wanna go with me I’ll take you but for a dime,
You’re a bright shining ruby, you’re worth every ounce of my time,
I walk up the stairs with my head jutting out like a chick.
I sure hope you like me I sure hope to God this sticks.
I sure hope you like me I sure hope to God this sticks.
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Boats and Buoys
02:24
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Oh, what a night, oh what a night
You spin me round and round, you spin me round and round,
You spin me, round and round.
Oh what a winter, oh what a winter,
The summer withered fast, the summer withered fast,
The summer withered fast.
There are boats and buoys, floundering at sea
And the pirates pursuing, they never meant a thing.
Oh, what a night, oh, what a love
I put your picture in a frame,
I put your picture in a frame.
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6. |
Walk Along John
01:45
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Come on friends, hush yur talkin’...
All join hands and let’s go walkin’...
Walk along John, with your blue jeans on
Walk along John, with your blue jeans on
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The Main Event
05:31
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The Wedding was not the main event, but her family was there,
Her sister wore a party dress, you shoulda seen her hair.
They all stood at the alter, there was no priest in sight.
Their mother was the master, of the ceremonial night.
Ooh...
At the stadium around the block, the crowds were standing by,
The white and silver shimmering, in the incandescent sky.
And I cannot get it off my mind, what happened at the church,
Her mother took my by the hand, and left me in the lurch.
Ooh...
She promised me she’s read my palm, it wouldn’t take that long,
She said it at the altar, in the middle of a song.
And I’ll tell you things you wanna hear, even if they aren’t true,
And I’ll make you break a habit, if it’s the last thing that I do.
Ooh...
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Where I Am The Most
03:06
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The past and all it’s entities are kept inside a box
The inside’s red and velvety, the outside part is not
Inside it are the pieces of our scattered little hearts,
They’re strewn around like sprinkles, together, yet apart
When night time comes and I’m alone, that’s where I want to crawl
And see the movie that I know, will make me feel at home
The place that is most comforting is where we’ve been before
It’s easiest to be the me, who’s memorized the role
Oooh…
When I get to the city please take me to a show,
Please take me to the movies when I get back to shore
It's there that I keep company, it's there I am the host.
Whenever I am weary, it's there I am the most.
It's there we go, it's there we'll go, we'll be there soon I bet.
Cuz all we know of the unknown is slippery when wet.
Oooh…
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Something Out Of Nothing
03:08
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There’s a box that I keep that I found on the street,
with linoleum samples,
They were somebody’s trash but they’re treasures to me,
In all possible colors.
I find things and hide them and tuck them away,
I’ll make something out of nothing, one of these days.
That song that supposedly didn’t have words,
did not keep it’s secret.
You let them slip out and I definitely heard,
So it’s our little secret.
We find things and hide them and tuck them away,
We’ll make something out of nothing, one of these days.
Oooh...
A dream is an arrow, it shows you the way,
you can follow it slowly.
You can follow it slowly or wish it away,
but a dream is an arrow.
I hope in the morning you'll know your own way,
and just stay in your bed, cuz it feels good to stay.
So find things and hide them and tuck them away,
Go make something out of nothing, one of these days...
Oooh...
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Katie Mullins Brooklyn, New York
On Katie Mullins’ third release, Three Songs, the magic of threes is in full effect: a brew of her signature haunting vocals taken to another level, with glowing overdubbed choruses that seem to weave witchery, and the charisma of unassuming candor.
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