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11/17/2009 |
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7. | Setting Up the Pins |
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11. | Joy Is in Our Hearts |
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Thirty years ago I was a little girl
Riding in the back seat of the car.
A woman sang 'You don't bring me flowers anymore.'
I felt the sadness in my little heart.
We're looking for the music
In the music box,
Tearing it to pieces,
Trying to find a song.
I was drawn to you in ways I can't explain.
I fought like crazy but I couldn't stay away.
Piled on expectations and lots of blame,
like we couldn't do it any other way.
We're looking for a firefly
Moving through the night,
Staring at that one place
Swear it never lights.
We're looking for the music
In the music box,
Tearing it to pieces,
Trying to find a song.
Were you surprised our hearts were not like ticking clocks?
The faces and hands easy to read.
We both wished 'if only in the land of Oz.'
And longed for things we'd never really need.
Now we're standing in the kitchen,
All pretense is gone.
You kiss me on the shoulder.
Fireflies and songs.
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I was about to give up and that's no lie.
Cardinal landed outside my window,
Threw his head back,
Sang a song so beautiful it made me cry.
Took me back to a childhood tree
Full of birds and dreams.
From this one place I can't see very far.
In this one moment I'm square in the dark.
These are the things I will trust in my heart:
You can see something else, something else.
I don't know what's making me so afraid.
Tiny cloud over my head,
heavy and grey with a hint of dread,
And I don't like to feel this way.
Take me back to a window seat
With clouds beneath my feat.
From this one place I can't see very far.
In this one moment I'm square in the dark.
These are the things I will trust in my heart:
You can see something else,something else.
From this one place I can't see very far.
In this one moment I'm square in the dark.
These are the things I will trust in my heart:
You can see something else.
You can see, You can see,
Something else, something else.
You can see, You can see, something else.
You can see something else.
He just threw back his head
(Take me back, take me back, take me back)
And sang a song, it was beautiful.
(Take me back, take me back, take me back)
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go on and ask me anything
what do you need to know
I'm not holding on to anything
I'm not willing to let go of
to be free, to be free
I've got to ask you something
but please don't be afraid
there's a promise here thats heavier
than your answer might weigh
baby it's me, it's me
it's a sweet, sweet thing
standing here with you and nothing to hide
light shining down to our very insides
sharing our secrets, bearing our souls,
helping each other come clean
secrets and cyphers
there's no good way to hide
there's redemption in confession
and freedom in the light
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid
better than our promises
is the day we got to keep them
I wish those two could see us now
they never would believe how
there are different kinds of happy
different kinds of happy
there are different kinds of happy
different kinds of happy
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Well it came & caught us off our guard
We were just laughin'
Feelin' alright
Had such a great time just last night
We walked into a minefield undetected
You took a tone
I took offense
Anger replacing all common sense
Oh, run for your life
All tenderness is gone
In the blink of an eye
All goodwill has withdrawn
We mark out our paces
And stare our from our faces
Baby, you & I are gone, gone, gone
Incomprehensible, layers of isolation
Now you're the man w a heart of stone
Making me pay by being alone
Soon you will justify righteous indignation
Now I'm a woman who holds all her pain
Looking for somebody else to blame
Chorus
We hold all the keys to our undoing
Cutting me down in small degrees
You know my worst insecurities
I'm making no effort to understand
No one can hurt you like I can
Deep down inside the girl's waking up
She's going to look to the boy she loves
It's me
Oh, baby, it's me
Hmmmmmm
How in the world can tenderness be gone - in the blink of an eye?
Ohh, how in the world can tenderness be gone - in the blink of an eye?
Ooohhh, whoa, whoa
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Weather came and caught us off our guard
We were just laughing and feelin' alright
Had such a great time just last night
We walked into a minefield undetected
You took a tone and I took offense
Anger replacing all common sense
Oh, run for your life
All tenderness is gone
In the blink of an eye
All good will has withdrawn
And we mark out our paces and
Stare out from our faces
But baby you and I are gone, gone, gone
Incomprehensible layers of isolation
Now you're the man with a heart of stone
Making me pay here by being alone
Seemingly justified righteous indignation
Now I'm a woman who holds all her pain
Looking for somebody else to blame
Oh, run for your life
All tenderness is gone
In the blink of an eye
All good will has withdrawn
And we mark out our paces and
Stare out from our faces
But baby you and I are gone, gone, gone
We hold all the keys to our undoing
Cutting me down in small degrees
You know my worst insecurities
I'm making no effort to understand
No one can hurt you like I can
Deep down inside the girl's waking up
She's calling out to the boy she loves...
It's me
Oh baby, it's me
How in the world can tenderness be gone
In the blink of an eye?
Oh, how in the world can tenderness be gone
In the blink of an eye?
The girl in me, she's calling out
Oh, the girl in me she's calling out
To the boy in you...
To the boy
To the boy in you...
Baby come back...
Baby come back to me.
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it took me by surprise
this old house and these old feelings
walked round and looked inside
familiar walls and halls and ceilings
where I'd dream and plan
every moment of sunshine
this was my whole world
it was all I knew
like the hull of a seed
this old house cracked wide open
as I grew
hadn't given it much thought
hadn't been back here for a while
everything looks so small
seen through the memories of a child
who would dream and stare
from that second story window
that was my whole world
it was all I knew
like the hull the of a seed
this old house cracked wide open
and I flew
sad fruitful broken true
sad fruitful broken true
memories for miles and miles
summers falls winters and springs
Ruby you take it in
see he's withheld no good thing
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love
i made it mine
i made it small
i made it blind
i followed heart
only to find
it wasn't love
it wasn't love
love
of songs in pen
oh love of movie endings
takes out the break
leaves out the bend
and misses love
love not of you
love not of me
come hold us up
come set us free
not as we know it
but as it can be
love's reality
is not of passing bravery
it holds out hope
beyond what's seen
the hope of love
love not of you
love not of me
come hold us up
come set us free
not as we know it
but as it can be
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so much hurt and preservation
like a tendril round my soul
so much painful information
no clear way on how to hold it
when everything in me is tightening
curling in around this ache
I will lay my heart wide open
like the surface of a lake
wide open like a lake
standing at this waters edge
looking in at God's own heart
I've no idea where to begin
to swallow up the way things are
everything in me is drawing in
closing in around this pain
I will lay my heart wide open
like the surface of a lake
wide open like a lake
bring the wind and bring the thunder
bring the rain till I am tried
when it's over bring me stillness
let my face reflect the sky
and all the grace and all the wonder
of a peace that I can't fake
wide open like a lake
everything in me is tightening
curling in around this ache
I am fighting to stay open
I am fighting to stay open
open open oh wide open
open like a lake
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I've got layers of lies that I don't even know about yet
bathroom doors turned billboards
no place left untouched without the mumblin
tell me what I need, tell me what I want
worship the things that we've made with our own hands
in so deep I don't even know it, I don't even know it
rubbing these sticks till the air is thick
no spark no heart no inspiration
tell me what I need, tell me what I want
worship the things that we made
with our own hands
oh I'm gonna find the truth
even if it kills me
oh I gotta get a new view
the only way I know to
oh I gotta keep my eyes wide open
keep my eyes wide open
diggin in the dirt till it hurts
won't come up for air don't care
how long it takes me
I get tired want to just get by can't I get by
but I can't cuz there's a
fire in my bones, fire in my bones
burnin in my bones
when the lights come up on this town
when the thing goes down wanna be found
when the lights come up on this
when the lights come up on this town
when the thing goes down
wanna be found tryin
when the lights come up
wanna be telling the truth
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