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Unhistoric Acts
04:09
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I could have been a hanging black walnut,
drawer pull, or a fallen wren
I count my place as a matter of business
when the Lord was sorting us out
Goodness in hiding, found in the open
I keep on fighting for love from no one
Dying to be recognized for something
that will never be enough
When I feel good it's killed
by my beautiful insignificance
My fragile life needs to be spent
loving more than I have
Goodness in hiding, found in the open
I keep on fighting for love from no one
Where did the children's voices go?
Who stopped my heart's joyous flow?
Lost somewhere on the bathroom floor
Cut my hair, I know no more
Goodness in hiding, found in the open
I keep on fighting for love from no one
Sugar rush of love, the crash of my sorrow
Came in like a dove, waits for tomorrow
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Blanche & Stella
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Foreign Curve
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4. |
A Different Kind
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Sewing Room
04:31
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Baby I'm broken down
on the side of the road,
waiting for you to pick me up
Darling you're underground
wondering why I'm taking so long
to get to you, to sing you a tune
Who do you think I am?
What do you think I was?
Where do you think I went?
When do you think I'll go?
Can you forgive me from the dust?
‘Cause I never knew how to love,
only lust
Sleeping in your old sewing room
to make more space for the kids
to grow up
Who do you think I am?
What do you think I was?
Where do you think I went?
When do you think I'll go?
Living in your rhythm
making your recipes
Living in your rhythm
paying off your debt
Living in your rhythm
telling all your stories
Living in your rhythm
missing you the same
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6. |
Human (I Won't Find You)
04:21
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You did get older
I had to think about it
You did move slower
I had to watch it happen
Never found out what you were
A good girl, that's for sure
Still sweeping up your hair
Losing a friend ain't fair
There was a human
behind your eyes
There was a purpose
in your movements
Never found out what you were
A good girl, that's for sure
Still sweeping up your hair
Losing a friend ain't fair
I won't find you in my bed
in the middle of the night
I won't find you at the door
when I get home after work
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7. |
Slow Down
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8. |
Old Words
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9. |
At The Theater
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