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Map of the Mesa
04:46
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There's a map of a mesa, a state park guide
some brand new shoes we should wear in
a worn out tide chart, some broken shells
oh where we're going, where we've been
There were flashlights, hanging from the ceiling
we tied 'em to the rafters, their light clung to our clothes
that was in the storm there, when everything was freezing
oh it was all freezing until the sun rose
and when the sun rose, everything was groaning
Oh yeah it was all sighing beneath the weight
And when the boughs broke, one after the other,
well I guess we know why we're here on this interstate
may it bless us
may it keep us warm way out here
oh all that we brought with us
my it whisper in our ears
oh we were driving, yeah and we were laughing
we were singing bluegrass and fighting sleep
oh and we were holding on, and lying
saying' we'd outrun that pull back east
with the map of the mesa, this state park guide
these busted shoes we should've thrown out
at the lip of the canyon, going weak in the knees,
light in the head and fillin' up with doubt
may it bless us
may it keep us warm way out here
oh all that we brought with us
my it whisper in our ears
you know that map of the mesa, this state park guide
you can't make me throw these shoes away
because they bless us, they keep us warm where we are
oh all that I can't give up, ah it's singin' in my heart.
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2. |
You Say
04:50
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So I’m waking up from the dream again
Oh you know the one where the waves keep coming
So I’m waking up to the earthquake again
Oh you know the way it goes, it was just my heart beating
You say “follow your heart,” I’d follow it to the river
If I followed my heart, I’d follow it under
What do you know? what do you know?
What do you know? You’re not my lover.
So I’m waking up with the wind again
Oh you know the way it blows. Howelling
So I’m waking up on the floor again
Oh, you know the way it goes
Amen, amen, amen.
You say
You say “wait.”
Why would I wait for you?
You say “stay.”
I don’t know what to stay stickin’ to and
How do you know? How do you know?
How do you know what I should do?
You say. What do you know?
So I’m waking up always with a start.
So you keep on saying “follow your heart.”
If I followed my heart
I’d follow it to the river
You say “follow your heart
I’d follow it under
What do you know? what do you know?
What do you know? You’re not my lover.
You say “follow your heart
I’d follow it to the river
If I followed my heart
I’d follow it under
What do you know? what do you know?
What do you know? You’re not my lover.
What do you know? what do you know?
What do you know? You’re not my lover.
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3. |
Goddamn, Honey
04:14
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You’re lucky, you don’t care
You see fossils and bones everywhere
You’re hung up on that old song
I wish that you would see
Oh a little bit more about me
But I’m not dead, or buried, or gone
Ooowee! goddamn, honey
I wish you’d never been born
Oh times I get to drinking
Hey I’ll go down,
Walk out into the sea
Oh times I get to thinking
Oh it’s gotta be you
But I know what I am and I know it’s me
I asked around, this whole damn town
Nobody gave time of day
They looked at me as if it would be
Some kind of easy thing to say
Ooowee! goddamn, honey
I never liked you anyway
I don’t know how you never found out
I don’t know how I forgot
Why I’m waiting here
I’ve been waiting out here
Oh I guess I used to wait around a lot
Ooohweee! goddamn, honey
Oh go find what you lost
Cuz you’re lucky, you don’t care
You see fossils and bones everywhere
You’re hung up on that old song
I wish that you would see
Oh a little bit more about me
But I’m not dead, or buried, or gone
Ooowee! goddamn, honey
I wish you’d never been born
Ooowee! goddamn, honey
I wish you’d never, I wish you’d never,
I wish you’d never been born
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4. |
Poplar Tree
04:14
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If I was a tree, I’d be your Poplar tree because they make the best sound
If I was your tree, and you’d sit under me, we could watch the world go round.
If I were water, I’d be your stream
If I were water, I’d flow down
If I were a bird of the morning, singing out for you
I am a field of flowers, I’ll be your strong mountain side
I am leaves on the ground, I’m the sun sinking down
And if I was a tree, I’d be your Poplar tree because they make the best sound.
If I was a tree, I’d be your Poplar tree because they make the best sound
If I was a tree and you’d sit under me, we could watch the world go round.
I am your water, I am your stream
I am your water
I’m terrible and tiring of being every goddamn last thing
So when you go please know for you my leaves sing.
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5. |
Little Houses
03:52
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You’re stuck in the pane
You’ve got nothin,’ nothin,’ nothin to say
To me
You’re stuck in the pane. The flies. You’re buzzin’.
Your voice it stops, it starts, it’s runnin
Away. Away from me
Perfume of embraces assail you
Your slow feet, your paces avail you
But I set myself, I set myself
I set myself
on fire for you.
I’m a little, round bead in a cool, glass bowl
Just scrapin’ around the rim
And I wish that you would get over yourself and
Jump on in!
You got me cleaning house and little houses
Fillin’ spoons with glue.
But I set myself on fire you, you.
You’ve got nothing
nothing to say
A quick, warm light came running
Slowly, wholly, grey, far
And I find myself always wondering
Where you are
You’re stuck in the pane. The flies. You’re buzzin’.
Your voice it stops, it starts, it’s runnin
Away, away from me
But I set myself,
I said it myself
Yeah I set myself
on fire for you!
You, you
Perfume of embraces assail you
Your slow feet, your paces avail you
But I set myself,
I set myself
I set myself
On fire for you.
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6. |
Come Out
03:41
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Mine it not a big, brass bed.
No, I, I still lay across it.
I ain’t got no big brass bed
No, but you could still lay down
You’ve got me shakin’ in my boots
Dying to get to you
You, you, you
Come, come out
Oh come, come out
It’s a brand new day, a brand new day, a new one
Nothing to do, singing out of tune
And shakin’ in my
You’ve got me shakin’ in my boots
Dying to get to you
You, you, you
I don’t need no lover yeah I do
I don’t need no one but
You
Mine it not a big, brass bed.
No, I, I still lay across it.
I ain’t got no big brass bed
No, but you could still lay down here
You, you, you
Mine is not big, brass bed.
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7. |
Sleepwalker
05:38
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Hey sleepwalker, so you think you can leave
Just cuz you’re leaving in the night.
Hey sleep talker how can you say these things to me
Just cuz we’re laying side by side?
Everybody knows it’s nights like these
When the dark fills up with doubt.
Words so brutal, blood, and broken teeth
Are filling up my mouth.
I want you to stay
I want you to stay
I want you to stay
If you do it for the love please leave me some
Of that money that you’ve got.
I can’t afford to wait around here, honey
Are you leaving or not?
Oooh are you leaving or not?
This tiny room, your measured steps
It ain’t no way to sleep.
I kick awake, hold my breath.
I guess it’s good enough for me.
I want you to stay
I want you to stay
I want you to stay
Can’t pry my mouth open
Still full of blood and broken teeth
I can’t let go
Ain’t it plain to see? Oh nights just like these
It all starts to show
Ooooh it all starts to show.
You never slow, you never turn,
You never bow your head
Honey, you know I never learned
How to keep you in this bed
I want you to stay
I want you to stay
I want you to stay here
Ooooh, I want you to stay here
Hey sleepwalker so you think you can leave
Just cuz you’re leaving in the night?
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8. |
Garden Row
02:14
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Oh, I guess it’s summer
Yeah, I’ll tell you how I know,
All day, all day I hear the river
And I want to lay down in a garden row
I already know not to listen
I’m trailing leaves all up the stairs
You say this heart of mine, it’s got something missing
I’m braiding weeds all through my hair
Everything moves so easy
And I can’t act surprised
Please say you know where to meet me
I ain’t never going back inside
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9. |
Many Waters
04:22
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All day I hear
The noise of water making moan
Sad as the sea bird is
When going forth alone
Oh, I’m way down under
Oh, I’m staying down
I’m underwater, under water
Underwater for the way it sounds.
Very much, please, very much, please
It should be easy
Everything I was before I
Shoved up in those rocks on shore
And, oh, I’m staying down
Oh, my body is a harp
Every sound that’s round is sharp(end)
(And) if this were a box I’d
Put my heart in.
Please
Oh I’m way down under,
Oh I’m staying down
It should be easy, it should be easy
It should one, one, one, one
Two, three.
Please
Oh I’m underwater
Oh my body is a harp,
Every sound that’s round is sharp(end)
(And) if this were a box I’d
Put my heart in.
Please
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10. |
Laugh It Off
03:58
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You’re falling down, I’m folding up.
You, go on fool’ around, I’ve had enough.
How can I read your face?
I’ve learned I can’t trust all that
Maybe it’s funny old fate
But I can’t seem to bring myself to laugh
I’m writing all your jokes for you
I sing you to sleep every night
Oh I'd give it all just to get you through
But I guess I don’t mind. No.
You laugh away the years
Now I drink all day
Why don’t you let that makeup smear?
Oh, you’re giving nothing away
You’re giving nothing away
You’re giving nothing. No.
You’re falling down, I’m folding up
You, go on fool around, I’ve had enough
The paint from your face stains my clothes
Your shoes don’t fit under my bed
I'd laugh it off but god only knows
Why I let you get into my head
You lie with such ease.
You say I’m the one.
Oh please, oh please, oh please.
Do I look like I’m having fun?
Does this look like fun? No.
You’re falling down, I'm folding up
Go on, fool around, I’ve had enough
With this paint from your face on my clothes
And your shoes sticking out from the bed
I laugh it off but god only knows
How I’ll get you back out of my head.
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11. |
Violin
03:59
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We could listen to the rain a while
And you can rest yourself in my smile
I’d like it if you’d put your shoes next mine
And I’d like it if we could wallow in the sweet smoke
I wish that I lived in a violin
‘cuz there’d be music livin’ in the floor
A bow and strings would make up the door
And outside that door your love would grow
Played by that old bow
Oh we could lay under the shadows, the strings
And I could cover myself with your voice as it sings
I’d like it if you’d let your dusty light fill the room
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Helen Hummel Bristol, Vermont
Singer/songwriter, Helen Hummel, hails all the way from the green mountains of Vermont. Her music reflects the rural landscape of her upbringing and explores the styles of Joni Mitchell, Andrew Bird, and Jeff Buckley, among many others. Through classic and original songs, Helen fills out the limits of her vocal range, accompanying herself on bright and playful guitar. ... more
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