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I hear you pacing upstairs
Every night until dawn
Dragging your baggage around
Making your plans to move on
I’ve seen you try it before
But it’s yet to work out
Every road leads somewhere
You haven't found the right route
I watched you soar too high
I saw you plunge too deep
I saw you burn too hot,
shine too bright -and sell too cheap
I don't care where you're bound
I need to cover some ground
My bag is packed in your car
Take me with you when you go too far
Love is risking it all
Skating out to the edge
I just bleed on the keys
While you stand on the ledge
I want to take that chance
Of going over the falls
This town just blackens the page
While the white water calls
I watched you soar too high
I saw you plunge too deep
I saw you burn too hot,
shine too bright -and sell too cheap
I don't care where you're bound
I need to cover some ground
My bag is packed in your car
Take me with you when you go too far
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Suffer
04:00
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We were barely in the foothills
The grade was long and slow
The mountains towered in the distance
But our eyes were on the road
As our lips met that first time
I touched my fingers to your side
gently tracing the space between
ribs number 4 & 5
As the road climbed ever higher
I know you saw that gleaming steel
Mountains towering around us
You kept my hands upon the wheel
With my lips on your neck
I pressed the point against on your side
gently tracing the space between
ribs number 4 & 5
Then I slipped the dagger in
smoothly deep into your side
twisting it so slowly
as we crossed the Great Divide
You know I didn’t want to kill you
I could have made this so much tougher
No, I’d never want to kill you
I just wanted you to suffer
I suffer with desire
I suffer in the heat
The first pin prick-the needle stick
The lover’s prime conceit
Drip by drip -and sip by sip
Each heart shaped drop of blood so bitter sweet
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Monsters in the Dark
04:54
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I put my mattress on the floor,
I removed the closet door,
I exposed each place a skeleton could hide.
I looked for ghosts up in the attic,
Looked for signal in the static,
Took a flashlight to the Greasy underside.
I sold Everything I could,
Burned some more for firewood,
Left the Rest on the street for trash to take away.
There’s a square left on the wall,
where the sunlight used to fall
On the picture of you at sunset every day.
So I’ve painted every room,
Swept each corner with a broom,
I’ve scrubbed away every scratch and mark.
And when the light brings on the gloom,
I keep a light on in every room,
But when I close my eyes
there are monsters in the dark.
There were boxes in the cellar
Dating back to Rockefeller
Full of broken schemes I intended to repair.
There were stains left on the floor,
Two long scratched on the door,
It took a year to clear the Sulphur from the air
The echo bounces of the wall
From my footsteps in the hall
It’s the sound of owning nothing left to say.
I finally cleared it all,
Ran the final uninstall
And sunlight floods these empty rooms all day.
At last it’s all been cleared,
There is nothing here to fear,
I’ve scrubbed away every scratch and mark.
But when the night brings on the gloom
I keep a light on in every room,
‘Cause when I close my eyes
there are monsters in the dark
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4. |
Poison
03:51
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It’s winter in my soul
I’m stumbling through the snow
Love’s bitter and it’s cold
And I’ve got nowhere to go
I know I should push on
But I’ve lost my will to try
There’s a place on up the road
Where I’ll lay right down and die
Feed me poison
But just a little at a time
Let me taste that first sweet kiss
Let me savor the sublime
And I’ll just close my eyes
Let it smother all the pain
Stick it straight into my vein
And say you’ll be mine
I used to wonder who I am
I don’t wonder anymore
The mirror shows a face
That I’ve never seen before
I’ve hidden all my scars
Burned away my fingerprints
Playing in the flames
Destroying evidence
Feed me poison
But just a little at a time
Let me taste that first sweet kiss
Let me savor the sublime
And I’ll just close my eyes
Let it smother all the pain
Stick it straight into my vein
And say you’ll be mine
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Dancing With Devils
03:27
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Goodbye, goodbye,
I never thought that I
Could love enough to feel this much pain.
We live, we love and push comes to shove, the
Sadness just comes with the terrain
Tattered and torn My letters lay stillborn
Confessions Now left unconfessed
and on -the floor, littered with still more
Expressions now left unexpressed
The heat rises up from the dry desert floor,
And swirls the dust to the sky
Twisting and turning,
My sorrow is burning
Dancing with devils am I
I had a dream.
A crow came to me,
Her Feathers as black as the night
"Come now", said she,
Her words a melody, we
Spread out our wings and took flight
The heat rises up from the dry desert floor,
And swirls the dust to the sky
Twisting and turning,
My sorrow is burning
Dancing with devils am I
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Kathryn Allyn New York, New York
"In an era that has forgotten the fun of double-entendre,
she's subtle and sexy and musical all at one
time."
- John Yohalem, Parterre Box
"A vocally lustrous earful" - The Philadelphia Inquirer
Catch me at NYC's Tomi Jazz, The Underground, Metropolitan Room, Stage 72, Don't Tell Mama, Cutting Room...
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