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House of Snow
You took pictures of the sky at night
Winking eyes were streaks of light
By a northern riverside
Moonlight over river wide
Spring comes rushing through
Everytime that I’m with you
Floating down the Rogue
A world of green and gold
I have been seeing only winter scenes
Snow on late night TV screens
Tire tracks of our routines
Your arms around me in my dreams
Build us a house of snow
And promise not to go
Till it flies up in the breeze
Or melts into spring’s streams
We have sewn together lonely pasts
And finally smashed the hour glass
Sealed our lips about the war
That once was worth dying for
Won’t you lay me down
Lay with me on this cold ground
Under canvas eaves
And a thousand tiny moon beams
Build us a house of snow
And promise not to go.
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Doldrums
The sailors call it the doldrums
Cuz there’s no wind here
Just a whole new trash frontier
Water blue as a jem stone
Filled with colors
The sea has never known
Chorus
I want to take it back
All the dirty things I’ve done to you
Please let me trace my tracks
And wake up in the sapphire blue
North Pacific suspended in a gyre
Vast trove of treasures
We once desired
All our secrets are on display now
By a leviathan
We can’t throw away now
Chorus
I want to take it back
All those dirty things I’ve done to you
Please let me trace my tracks
And wake up in the sapphire blue
You have secrets and you have treasures
The size we’ll never know
We’ll never know dear.
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ANYWHERE
She walks like she’s dancing
And she talks like she’s singing along
She knows, yes she knows that there’s a very good chance
He won’t write or call
CHORUS
But she’s got a little white boat
With a little white sail
The wind might come and take her
…anywhere
She’s got a brand new red dress on
With a little white swan sewn on the right arm
She found some antique lace-up blue shoes
That go click click click on the street that she turns on to
CHORUS
She walks on the bright side now
On the west side of town in the morning sun
She’ll stay outside and play all day
till she sees him comin’ then she’ll run run run
CHORUS
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Puppy Love
Chorus
You’re my puppy, puppy love,
you’re my puppy love
Big brown eyes and sloppy toungue,
you’re my puppy love
Verse 1
I’ll let you follow me like you’re chasing round the moon
Turning my everyday into an endless afternoon in June
Chorus
Verse 2
And when you crash your boat, I’ll be here to lick your wounds
And when you play guitar I’ll sing all your favorite tunes
Chorus
Verse 3
We spent most of July talking about you
Sunkissed hair and empty stare, September’s coming soon, until then
Chorus
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Named After You
Verse 1
I’ll take you up to the attic this year
I’ll dress you in clothes of an old pioneer
I’ll find a boa that sparkles and shines
I’ll make you dance, then charge you a dime
Chorus
Draw near, draw near
So I can feel your skeleton bones
Don’t cover your ears now
This is not a place to call home
Verse 2
Let fall your secrets and let fall your lies
Build a house in the trees, sleep in the sky
Let fall your old books and your harsh remarks
Float down the river to place deep and dark
Chorus
Draw near, draw near
So I can feel your skeleton bones
Don’t cover your ears now
This is not a place to call home
Verse 3
I’ll write a sweet song named after you
I’ll sink into sorrow, I’ll see in blue hues
I’ll wander your old road dressed in disguise
I’ll make you mine, I’ll live in your eyes
Chorus
Draw near, draw near
So I can feel your skeleton bones
Don’t cover your ears now
This is not a place to call home
Lyrics
I climbed to the top to take you down.
Your tracks were snowed over and the peak was in the clouds.
Gigantic landslides soon buried you.
A claymated me came to your rescue.
CHORUS:
Into the outside, the outside.
Were you waiting for the power lines to fall?
Were you waiting for the buildings to crash down wall to wall?
Into the outside. Into the outside.
Sent digital pictures of the sky to me.
Seasons change with clicks in time.
But there’s empty love inside my blue screen life.
Seasons change, carried under ocean tides.
CHORUS:
Into the outside. Into the outside.
Were you waiting for the power lines to fall?
Were you waiting for the buildings to crash down wall to wall?
Into the outside. Into the outside.
BRIDGE:
You were making angels in the snow.
In the trees and dying light your wings did grow.
Circling so high above the ones you know and love.
You were making angels. You were making angels.
Climbed to the top to take you down.
You were flying toy airplanes above the clouds.
Your hand crashed the plane that carried you.
A claymated me came to your rescue.
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Decades ago he found me asleep.
I fell into his blue eyes, they were all I could see.
A passion so violent turned quickly on me.
What started as milk soon turned to Poitín.
I cry for forgiveness, but nothing’s redeemed.
I killed my poor baby, my darling Róisín.
Chorus:
Róisín Dubh, Róisín Dubh.
Sings in my dreams.
Róisín Dubh, Róisín Dubh,
my darling won’t she rest in peace.
The lake was a mirror for the beauty she breathed,
but her sunlight was stolen as she slid beneath.
On a dark country road lined with gray stones,
she laughs in the rushes, we’re never alone.
I cry for forgiveness, but nothings redeemed.
I killed my poor baby, my darling Róisín.
Chorus:
Róisín Dubh, Róisín Dubh
sings in my dreams.
Róisín Dubh, Róisín Dubh
my darling won’t she rest in peace.
She’s buried in sheets by the young maple tree.
Her impossible history stirs the dry leaves, stirs the dry leaves
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Boarded up hotels by the seaside.
We watch the birds fan and form a line.
How nice to have a family and fly blindly, fly blindly, fly blindly.
Moonlight guides our steps down trail lines.
Wind blows through the words we’d never say.
The sign says “closed for the season,”
there’s no better reason
to go back the way we came.
BRIDGE
And so the frozen ground refused to die, so will I.
And so the frozen ground refused to die, so will I.
Until the light went changing,
captured in a painting.
The skyline might just save me.
Snowflakes fall like newborn babies.
Warm wires stretch between your house and mine.
We both prefer a life based on maybe... maybe?
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Driving north on the I-93,
a river of headlights streaming away from me.
Your rack on the roof has been screaming for weeks,
but you don’t say a word and play drums with your feet.
Cut out the lights see the sky in reverse.
Stick figures hold hands at the edge of the earth.
Chorus:
We slept on our clothes under the evergreens.
We’ve done nothing wrong, yet waking so awkwardly.
We slept on our clothes under the evergreens.
We’ve done nothing wrong, yet waking so awkwardly.
In the picture your sister is laughing out loud,
as your dad pulled the sled and you danced around.
First snow in a town a few exits from mine,
but the story it told we both knew was a lie.
Yes, I want into the outside,
to lay in lakes and shed all that I’m hiding from.
Chorus:
We slept on our clothes under the evergreens.
We’ve done nothing wrong, yet waking so awkwardly.
We slept on our clothes under the evergreens.
We’ve done nothing wrong, yet waking so awkwardly.
Do you still think? ya you still think the moon is following you.
When are you coming home to New Hampshire?
When will you be driving the North 93?
And if your so determined, I’ll be laying in lakes this year till they freeze.
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Down the street where all the minstrels play,
I’m your number one girl on Strawbery Banke.
Tied my corsets tight in 1842,
soliciting the sailors and howling at the moon.
You played the black keys.
I blew through the clarinet,
over cobblestones and buried bones,
watching the ghosts dance in pirouettes.
Chorus:
We watched the spirits rise.
The vagabonds and courtesans came to meet our eyes.
They knew the words and sang about the sea.
Their melodies still rolling over me.
In the winter the streets we filled with snow,
and I drank wine and cried and dreamed that I was old.
You drew a window so I could see the ships again.
Naked limbs and mandolins, the voices of my friends.
Chorus:
We watched the spirits rise.
The vagabonds and courtesans came to meet our eyes.
They knew the words and sang about the sea.
Their melodies still rolling over me.
Bridge:
Fog horns are blowing from boats you’ll never board.
Fog horns are blowin
Fog horns are blowing from boats you’ll never board.
Fog horns are blowing.
Leave your pieces of white ivory on the shore.
Leave the ladies digging, hoping to find more.
You played the black keys. I left my bottles by the sea.