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Words and music by Amy Ray
Well I guess that I was lonely
That's why I called you on the phone
Cause in a moment of forgiveness
I didn't want to be alone
And I guess that I was willing
More than I ever was before
Cause in a moment of forgiveness
I come a knockin at your door
Baby I woke up crying last night
Just to realize that you were gone
Has it been two long years without you
Tell me now
When are you gonna come home
Guess that I was hoping
That you'd finally understand
And in a moment of forgiveness
You'd reach out and take my hand
Now baby I know
Your not one for baring witness
(Baby I know)
And you told me that
One wrong move is going to sell you out
(One wrong move)
And I see that you kept your word
(See that you kept your word)
And made it harder than it had to be
Wish I could save you the trouble baby
(Oh oh oh)
Give you a little piece of mind
Baby I woke up crying last night
Just to realize that you were gone
It's been two long years without you
When are you gonna come home
Guess that I was hoping
That you'd finally understand
And in a moment of forgiveness
You'd reach out and take my hand
And in a moment of forgiveness
You'd reach out and take my hand
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Words and music by Emily Saliers
We talked up all night
And still came to no conclusion
We started a fight
That ended in silent confusion
And as we sat stuck
You could hear the trash truck
Making its way through the neighborhood
Picking up the thrown out
Different from house to house
We get to decide what we think is no good
We're sculpted from youth
The chipping away makes me weary
And as for the truth
It seems like we just pick a theory
And it's the one that justifies
Our daily lives
And backs us with quiver and arrows
To protect openings
Cause when the warring begins
How quickly the wide open narrows
Into the smallness of
Our deconstruction of love
We thought it was changing
But it never was
It's just the same as it ever was
A family of foxes
Came to my yard and dug in
So I looked in a book
To see what this could possibly mean
Yeah cause there's fate in the breeze
Signs in the trees
Impossible tragic events
When forces collide
With the damage strewn wide
And holes blasted straight through the fence
Oh the sky starts to crash
(Into the smallness of)
The rain on the roof starts to drumming
(Our)
And laid up like cache
(Deconstruction of love)
You'll take on my list of shortcommings
And now the show starts to close
(The show)
I know how this goes
(Starts to close)
The plots a predicatable showing
And though it seems grand
We're just one speck of sand
And back to the hourglass we're going
Back to the smallness of
(Into the smallness of)
Our deconstruction of love
(Our deconstruction of love)
We thought it was changing
But it never was
We're still in the smallness of
(Into the smallness of)
Our deconstruction of love
(Our deconstruction)
We thought it was changing but it never was
Our deconstruction of love
Our deconstruction of love
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Words and music by Amy Ray
I heard you sing a rebel song
Sung it loud and all alone
We can't afford the things you say
We can't afford the warranty
Well I see you walking in the glare
Down the county road we share
Our southern blood my heresy
Damn that old confederacy
It took a long time to become the thing
I am to you
And you won't tear it apart
Without a fight
Without a heart
I'm sorry for what you've learned (learned)
When you feel the tables turned
To run so hard in your race (race)
Now you found who set the pace
The landed aristocracy
Exploiting all your enmity
All your daddy's fought in vain
Leave you with the mark of cain
It took a long time to become the thing
I am to you and you won't tear it apart
Without a fight
Without a heart
It took a long time to become you
Become you
The center holds so they say
(It never held too well for me)
It never held too well for me
(The center holds so they say)
I won't stop short of common ground
(That vilifies the trodden down)
That vilifies the trodden down
(I won't stop)
The center held the bonded slave
For the sake of industry (ah)
The center held the bloody hand of the execution man (ah)
It took a long time to become the thing
I am to you and you won't tear it apart
Without a fight
Without a heart
It took a long time to become you
Become you
It took a long time to become you
Become you
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Words and music by Emily Saliers
Yes it's true
I've gotten very moody over you
Don't think I don't sense your caution
Way across the room
Or across the phone lines
Big black ocean
Conversation brief
We can't find a clear connection
And I can't get relief
Why don't we both agree
We're both afraid
And too afraid to say
If I said
Count to three
(Count to three)
Move toward me
(Move toward me)
Would you meet me half way (would you meet me)
There are a thousand things about me
I want only you to know
But I can't got there alone
You've got to show
While you occupy me
I command my dreams each day
To bring you in me even thinly
As the morning chases you away
I half believe
If I just picture us
We will come true
Wishful thinking
Or my hopes sinking
Half depends on you
Why don't we both agree
(Why don't we both agree)
We're both afraid
And too afraid to say
(Too afraid to say)
If I said
Count to three
(Count to three)
Move toward me
(Move toward me)
Would you meet me half way (would you meet me)
There are a thousand things about me
I want only you to know
But I can't got there alone
You've got to show me
(Show me)
You are fully alive
If you want to fly
Take this dive
If you want to kiss
Kiss for real
I'll give you back everything you feel
Drive and space
That peacful place
You'd be my secret sharer
Front and back
And all around
The thin margin of error
Ah move to fast
Or move to slow
Or somewhere in between
Or navigate your
Perfect distance
Your get away is clean
Why don't we both agree
That we're both afraid
And we're too afraid to say
If I said count to three
Move toward me
Would you meet me half way
Cause there are a thousand things about me
I want only you to know
I want only you to know
I want only you to know
But I can't got there alone
You've got to show
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Words and music by Amy Ray
I was downstairs
In the green room
Waiting for you to appear
I said hello to your family
I said hello
to your friends I said hello
To the situation never yields
Now it's easy for me to tell you
That my love for you is sincere
But I once stumbled on these feelings (on these feelings)
And I once stumbled on these words (on these words)
Something you don't ever stumble on dear
Yeah you were so baroque
All those words just to tell me no
And you were so soft spoken
With all of the others
Who said you weren't broken
Oh they just let you go
Yeah you were so baroque
All of those words
Just to tell me no
And you were so soft spoken
With all of the others
Who said you weren't broken
Oh they just let you go
When you're three days down the highway
And you're looking like I feel
And it takes a lot (takes a lot)
To keep it going
It takes a lot (takes a lot)
To keep it real
Take some time (take some time)
For yourself
And learn to yield
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Words and music by Emily Saliers
I could paint you in the dark
Cause I've studied you with hunger as a work of art
And these are very secret days
I collect my information
Then I stow it all away
Call me
When you breeze through to your appointments
The work you do
Call me
I'm collecting you
The pleading (unknown) sting
My hairtrigger love and faulty spring
The (unknown) name
I don't like that smile applied to me
So blindly just the same
Call me
When you breeze through
To your appointments
The work you do
Call me
I'm collecting you
Turning up my collar (turning up my collar)
To an unseasonal chill
You ask for a favor
You know I will
And the rain comes as surprise
We fly across the railroad ties
I feel the danger
The foolish thrill
Oh yes I will
What it will or won't be then
(unknown) sure the predevelopment of the of the inkful in the pen
Mind the minds eye's trickery
Cause you might picture killer beautiful
Much more than it might be
Call me
Tell me
What you're up to
What you do
Call me
I'm collecting you
I would be foolish
To think that I could turn it off
And stay alive the way I live
When you switch on
Hand on the dimmer (my hands you)
Give me just a glimmer (in the glimmer)
Give me just a shadow (just a shadow)
Of hope around the edges
Agony and rapture
Forever uncaptured
Take these secrets to your grave
Drug across your landscape
And buried in your cave (your piling up)
Your piling up and out of sight (out of sight)
Every try to add it up feels like counting shades of light
Call me yeah
Tell me
What you're up to
What you do
Call me
I'm collecting you
Hang it in my window
Let it complicate my view
The separation
The glass of you
But I can't paint this picture
Any way that I see fit
The art of pain
The subject sits unmoved
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Words and music by Emily Saliers and Annie Roboff
Let's not drag this out
Everything's in motion
Though I've only ever loved you kind
And with devotion
Remember when I met you
You were leaving from the start
I thought one day you'd probably just come home
And break my heart
It's funny what you know
And still go on pretending
With no good evidence
You'll ever see that happy ending
You
Looking for your distance
And sensing my resistance
You had to do your will
I had to learn the hard way
We were just an empty dream too big
For hope alone to fill
I know I'm a dreamer
(I know that I'm a dreamer)
So I'll give you that
Still I hope I'm more than just a place (still I hope I'm more)
You laid your hat (than a place you laid your hat)
You're a land of secrets (you are its only)
Its only citizen (citizen)
And though I paid my dues (though I paid)
I was never allowed in (I was never allowed in)
And so I am a stranger (so I am a stranger)
Especially today (especially today)
Cause I get sad and lonely
And you get your way
You were looking for your distance
And sensing my resistance
You had to do your will
I
I had to learn the hard way
That we were just an empty dream too big
For hope alone to fill
Holding on for change I know
We never stood a chance
(No we never stood a chance)
So I could only wait
And watch you slip right through my hands
(Watch you slip right through my hands)
You were always looking for your distance
And sensing my resistance
You had to do your will
I
I had to learn the hard way
We were just an empty dream too big
For hope alone to fill
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Words and music by Amy Ray
Tonight I'll be sleepin on a mountain top
I got a billion stars for my witness
In the morning I go down and the sun comes up
And I take a drink from the bitterroot river
Have you been lonely
Yes I've been lonely
I've been lonely too
Have you been lonely
Yes I've been lonely
I've been lonely too
Tonight I'll be sleepin on a mountain top
I got a billion stars for my witness
In the morning I go down and the sun comes up
I take a drink from the bitterroot river
Have you been travelin'
Yes I've been travelin'
I've been travelin' too
(That girl can play)
Have you been travelin'
Yes I've been travelin'
I've been travelin' too
(Lordy help me (unknown))
Tonight I'll be sleepin on a mountain top
I got a billion stars for my witness
In the morning I go down and the sun comes up
I take a drink from the bitterroot river
I take a drink from the bitterroot river
I take a drink from the bitterroot river
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Words and music by Emily Saliers
Now we can say
That nothings lost
And only change
Brings round the prophecy
Well now it's melting
The solid frost
Was once a veil on greener landscapes
We would see
Beneath my surface
The waters heating
The steam comes up and out the tears
You see me shine
For every strange and bitter moment
There was never a better time
For every pleasure
Exacts its pain
How you hurt me
How you were good to me
Beneath my window
A mournful train
That makes me smile
At my bad poetry
But beneath my surface
A song is rising
And it may be simple
Well it hides its true intent
We may be looking for our deliverence
But it has already been sent
It's in the nightfall
When the light falls
And what you've seen
Isn't there anymore
It's in our blind trust
Love will find us
Just like it has before
They're sending soldiers
To distant places
X's and O's
On someones drawing board
Like green and plastic
But with human faces
And they want to tell you
It's a merciful sword
But with all the blood
Newly dried in the desert
Can we not fertilize the land with something else
There is no nation
By god exempted
Lay down your weapons
And love your neighbor as yourself
It's in the nightfall
When the light falls
And what you've seen
Isn't there anymore
It's through our blind trust
Love will find us
Just like it has before
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Words and music by Amy Ray
If you were here in starkville
Towny boys would love the way you stare
If you were here in starkville
Well the local girls they wouldn't have a prayer
Well I've spent a reckless night inside the wonder of your everlasting charm
Now I'm haunted by geography and the flora
And the fauna of your heart
At the dawning of some road worn day
I call you on a whim just to say
The morning birds are singing
But I could not do them justice
So I hung up and I fell back to sleep
But I'm in love with my mobility
Oh sometimes this life can be a drag
Like when I notice your nobility
And how my leaving
It only held you back
But I remember one occassion
When you were drinking
And you asked me to the coast
But I was hell bent on agony back then
And so I missed the boat
At the dawning of some road worn day
I call you on a whim just to say
My regrets become distractions
And I cannot do them justice
And I hung up and I fell back to sleep
When I was down in starkville
I was hiding out inside some comfort inn
From a local gang of troubadours
When the homecoming queen
She come ridin in
(oooh)
Yeah
Yeah but I slipped out of my room into the rain
(oooh)
And I went running for my health
(oooh)
I watched those headlights turn to moonlight
And finally I was running by myself
Now its the dawning of some road worn day
And I call you on a whim just to say
The morning birds are singing
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Words and music by Emily Saliers
We were sitting round a dying fire
Somebody lit incense
Somebody lit a cigarette
And passed a bottle around
It was just strawberry season
Backbreaking pickers in the patches
Everythings burning down to ashes
And down to the ground
She's saving me
I don't even think she knows it
It's a strange way to show it as distant as
Last nights dream unravels
She's saving me
I'm a very lost soul
I was born with a hole in my heart
The size of my land locked travels
I try to put it aside
But it's too much bigger than me
There's a big brown hawk in the tree
Lighting and leaving
And theres tea leaves tossing
Heads up pennies in my pocket
Dead star like a rocket
The arc of my grieving
She's saving me
I don't even think she knows it
Its a strange way to show it
As distant as last nights dream unravels
She's saving me
I'm a very lost soul
I was born with a hole in my heart
The size of my land locked travels
The sky pours out biblical rain
Then days so still the beauty gives you pain
The heatwave kills the green
And she remains unseen
The colors of my dreams
With all things blooming
This is not all there is
It's not a kingdom
It's not an angry god
It feels like her
It feels like no fear
It feels like no doubt
It feels like inside out
The ashes stir
She's saving me
I don't even think she knows it
Such a strange way to show it as distant as
Last nights dream unravels
She's saving me
I'm a very lost soul
I was born with a hole in my heart
The size of my land locked travels
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Words and music by Amy Ray
We blew off immigration
The moon was sittin high
We drove from la candona into comentine
And gloria was singing
And cecelia closed her eyes
And I saw them
Drifting out over the night sky
I said neuva senoritas
Are you gone to brighter days
Have you found your greener valley
And the place where your heart stays
Headed back to the flatlands
And you headed up to the hills
Rain brings you home middle of july
I guess I just got lonesome
Think about how you feel
Six months gone
No one to dry your eyes
I said nueva senoritas
Are you gone to brighter days
Have you found your greener valley
And the place where your heart stays
I said nueva senoritas
Are you gone to brighter days
Have you found your greener valley
And the place where your heart stays
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