1. |
Winter Song
03:26
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Steel grey backdrop
Evergreen lily-white treetops
Every lull and broken whisper
Hides the season in a song
That holds reflections
Of an incomplete collection
That defeats us and then treats us to the promise of a spring
Oh the promise of a Spring
Without a warning
It’ll hit me here some morning
And I’ll be forced to dig up memories
And images of you
Like how I’d wake up
To you putting on your makeup
And the half drank cup of coffee
Still lingerin’ on your breath
Oh impressions that you left
But you come back in my morning dreams
So vividly
In conscious sleep
Then love’s sun fades and the winter comes
A season for a sadder song
Sky and Water
Always mirroring each other
Holding deep and darkest secrets
But forced to be apart
Their shades of blue
Are both trapped and freed inside you
When you peak so deep your secrets leak
Through the shivers in your spine
Oh and shimmers in your eyes
But you come back in my morning dreams
So vividly
In conscious sleep
Then love’s sun fades and the winter comes
A season for a sadder song
A season made for the sadder song
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2. |
Splittin' Spirits
03:16
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I wrote a resolution
Inside my liner notes
I said I wouldn’t spend my days
Counting them away
Hoping your coming home
Now all my nights are lonesome
No home cooked dinners for two
I don’t even care if its vegan girl
As long as it was made by you
Run away if you can
To a far off place or the arms of another man
Time spent splittin’ sprits
Till it all went up in smoke
Baby I’m still waiting on that ghost
Now I’m travelin’ down byway
Following ol’ Lake Champlain
Just me and my good friend they call him Worry
I’m thinkin’ I need better company
When I get back to Philly
Who will be waiting for me?
Will you stay away reminiscing
With all the people you though you’d be?
Run away if you can
To a far off place or the arms of another man
Time spent splittin’ sprits
Till it all went up in smoke
Baby I’m still waiting on that ghost
I hope one day she’ll see me
For all that I’ve become
And not just some boy who’s still aching
For another heart that’s bound to run
Run away if you can
To a far off place or the arms of another man
Time spent splittin’ sprits
Till it all went up in smoke
Baby I’m still waiting
Baby I’m still waiting
Baby I’m still waiting on that ghost
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3. |
Used to Be
03:21
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I am now her used to be
A boy that she no longer sees
A limit reached a lesson learned
A love that’s lost to time
I call her up just to let her know
Why would I ever let this go
And hope to God she holds on tight
To the memories we made those nights
I know it’s complicated
And that’s just not our style
Anticipation made a fool of me
And I hope I didn’t make you jaded
Or become a memory
Cause I don’t want to be your used to be
Hold on hope all down your road
Of everything don’t let that go
You might lose love or curse the night
But really what’s the point
Of letting go what’s really real
A towel thrown before the fight
A heart that now is iron clad
Reflects memories of days we had
I know it’s complicated
And that’s just not our style
Anticipation made a fool of me
And I hope I didn’t make you jaded
Or become a memory
Cause I don’t want to be your used to be
I know it’s complicated
And that’s just not our style
Anticipation made a fool of me
And I hope I didn’t make you jaded
Or become a memory
Cause I don’t want to be your used to be
And I know it might be overstated
But you’re the one I need
And I don’t want to be your used to be
Yeah
I’m not going to be your used to be
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4. |
Midnight Knockin'
03:29
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I know
That it’s early
Would you hold me if I asked you to?
Each passing moment holds so much avoiding
You’ll hate me when I tell the truth
You’ve got a sweet heart
Like your momma
But she also gave you all her fear
You stay away cause you think things will change but
You always seem to end up here
When you hear
That Midnight knockin’
And your road
Is hard to see
I will wait
In anxious devotion
Hoping that that road leads back to me
I know
You’ve found another
Who is newer with a bigger name
Maybe there’s passion in passing attraction
He’ll be someone else to blame
For all your boredom
And indecision
The reason that you always bail
You toil and clamber for your favorite hammer
That makes all of your problems nails
When you hear
That Midnight knockin’
And your road
Is hard to see
I will wait
In anxious devotion
Hoping that that road leads back to me
It aint a gift it’s called the present
Don’t dig to deep cause you won’t find anymore
Tare off the paper
And throw it all away
The past is just a present from before
I know
That this is good-bye
And we will never speak again
Once in a while I hope you will smile
When you hear my voice or see my name
When you hear
That Midnight knockin’
And your road
Is clear to see
I’ll be gone
Just out there ramblin’
Searching for the path that’s best for me
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5. |
Merida
03:45
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If you run away are you sure that I could find ya
Are you afraid that I might stay
I’m so tired of these talks we keep on havin’
When will things just go my way
And when you turn out
The last light
In your old home
In Pennsylvania
Would you shed a tear for the life that you once had
Would you pack it up
And let it go
And hope someday you’ll find it
Or will you realize it’s been here all along
Oh Marida let me in
Give me a place I can begin again
And keep all of the promise I have for you
Oh Marida would you save me
Give me a life that’s worth chasing
Cause everything that I’ve been running from
Is running too
And in ten months tome I know
That I will hear from my Marida
She’ll tell me stories all about her sun-tanned life
And we both know that a heartbeat
Travels faster than a jet plane
And the soul is not a thing one place can keep
So if you end up at a place
Where you think
That I could find ya
Leave a flower and a Picture on my door
And all these troubled thoughts I had
About my dear Marida
Will be a distance in the past I’m looking towards
Oh Marida
Bring me home
To a place we both belong
Cause I don’t know what the Hell I’m doing here
Oh Marida you aint alone
Cause everyone fears the unkown
And if you need me I’ll help you find your way back home
Oh Marida you aint alone
Cause everyone fears the unkown
And if you need me I’ll help you find your way back home
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6. |
To Be Determined
05:24
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I sat down with my momma
To the garage
To have ourselves a few
She’s been smoking
Herself a pack away
Picked it up at forty-two
Wishin’ she could just hit rewind
If only she could take it back
Before those stressful times
Pick yourself up
And don’t look back
Don’t let you fall behind
Have a sip or take a drag
If it’ll ease your worried mind
But don’t ever take for granted
All the problems you don’t have
Do what you want
And figure out the rest
Rainy day
Went to a viewing
A good friend
Who was taken much too soon
Black umbrellas
Lined around the funeral home
Sharing tears with those he knew
What if it were me instead of him
I wonder what he’d say to me
If I could talk to him again
Sometimes things just fall apart
And there aint nothing you can do
Yell and scream and call it quits
If it’ll help you make it through
And when all of the dust settles
Peoples thoughts and prayers will fade
Do what you want
Do what you want
To make it through your day
Finding yourself
On the borderline
Your thoughts start lying to your mind
Broken small steps towards what you think you need
Determination just to be
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7. |
Splittin' (Reprise)
04:01
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I wrote a resolution
Inside my liner notes
I said I wouldn’t spend my days
Counting them away
Hoping your coming home
Now all my nights are lonesome
No home cooked dinners for two
I don’t even care if its vegan girl
As long as it was made by you
Run away if you can
To a far off place or the arms of another man
Time spent splittin’ sprits
Till it all went up in smoke
Baby I’m still waiting on that ghost
Now I’m travelin’ down byway
Following ol’ Lake Champlain
Just me and my good friend they call him Worry
I’m thinkin’ I need better company
When I get back to Philly
Who will be waiting for me?
Will you stay away reminiscing
With all the people you though you’d be?
Run away if you can
To a far off place or the arms of another man
Time spent splittin’ sprits
Till it all went up in smoke
Baby I’m still waiting on that ghost
I hope one day she’ll see me
For all that I’ve become
And not just some boy who’s still aching
For another heart that’s bound to run
Run away if you can
To a far off place or the arms of another man
Time spent splittin’ sprits
Till it all went up in smoke
Baby I’m still waiting
Baby I’m still waiting
Baby I’m still waiting on that ghost
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Spooky & The Truth Rochester, New York
Spooky & The Truth create a smoky fusion of familiar pop elements with a personal strain of Americana that they coined, "City Folk". The Truth's minimal performance style is both intimate and powerful, bittersweet and inspiring.
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