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Day to Day
02:53
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I'm doing a new dance
Called the day to day
Ain't thinking about tomorrow
Quit fretting on yesterday
And I'm feeling alright
Doing the day to day
I was just a young fool
Thinking I could look passed the moment
Pre-acting anticipating cause
I wasted time trying to read all their minds
Instead of asking and embracing surprise
I couldn't fit the whole world in my head
There's not enough cause for all the consequences
Of all the could that could come to pass
Just one will, so I'm
Doing a new dance...
It got so bad I was wishing that I had
Things I had that I had forgot
Was too busy counting days 'til I had it made
'Till it killed me I was missing my life
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Morning Singing
05:41
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Little girl climbing up my leg
She wants to play my old guitar
I know it won’t be long
Jack the dog needs a walk
Jack the drink is slowly surely wearing off
In the morning singing songs
Soft enough not to raise alarm
In the morning singing songs
The day seems long
So I take a little time to myself
To brush up on an old tune
So that later on I can give
All of myself to you
And sometimes I’ll sing a line
That sends shivers up my spine
If it does the same for somebody else
Well, hey… that’s alright
In the morning…
So it’s on with our days we go
And most folks’ll never know
About the show that I put on
Before the dawn
… life seems long
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Mountain Trail
01:45
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High along that mountain trail I sold my soul to the Devil there
In a deal for a little more time cuz I am sure that God doesn’t mind
Cuz we’re trying hard just to figure out our days
Trying hard to sing your praise
Trying hard to figure out our souls
When all we seem to do is grow old
‘Take a breath’ I tell myself when its tough as nails or hard as hell
Cools me down and lets me know that all is fine again again let’s go on
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Texas Honeysuckle
03:25
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Blooms are baffling me again
and it seems so long since way back when
She picked some honeysuckle on our summer stroll
And wouldn't take another step until I took a taste
of what reminded her of visiting Texas
Just a drop upon her tongue and she could hear
Her mother's father's laugh
So I closed my eyes and took a sip and she said "Babe, can you hear him?"
I apologized sincerely that "I can't"
She wanted so badly to share with me her memories
She wanted so badly for me to know
Why she would need a moment 'cuz I'd need a moment too
When something got us thinking 'bout that great man
But life is busier these days
The needs are curds the wants are whey
And we've yet to cross off visiting Texas
But I don't like to dwell, in fact we're building memories from scratch
And honey well I'm damn proud of that
'Cuz I ain't fool enough to ask a genie for another wish
Or look too long at Texas on a list
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Brainchild
02:56
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In the midnight hour and the waning dusk among the collection of elephant tusks
We incubate our thoughts by sitting on them
As I sink into the velvet cushions Reminds me to breath when I’m busy pushing
And I’ll keep on pushing till you pull it off
Kick my feet upon the ottoman Its two long winks until I dream again
And I’ll keep on dreaming till you pull it off
So shake me like a tambourine Remind me of my memories
And wincing I will rise from sleep
The way you smile brings me back So flip the lights and we’ll take a crack
Cuz the worst don’t stand a chance To the best that can happen
Ideas are hatching to the world Some are new but most are old
The trick is to sift yourself thought them
And shake off the shit you’re covered in
So shake my like a tambourine Remind me of my memories
And smiling I will rise from sleep
The way you smile brings me back so flip the lights and we'll take a crack
Cuz the worst don't stand a chance,
So can I please have this dance?
Cuz the worst don't stand a chance to the best that can happen
Cuz the worst don't stand a chance,
So can I please take your hand?
Cuz the worst don't stand a chance to the best that can happen
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Bohemian
03:07
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Times aint changing the rules ain’t breaking
Only the strong survive and strength is measured by the dollar sign
I got an itch to get in politics to change it from the inside out
But all the hands I’m shaking, money I’m taking could change the man who wants to change the world
But a law school drop-out bohemian lives a righteous life but only one so I’m leaving him
Unless his ink can flood the whole world unless we think about a new world honey
I gotta keep composing You gotta know you’re chosen
To right history your pen is permanent and your will is free follow me
To a new era don’t be scared of thinking in a new way start today
You got a mind of your own you gotta take control or you’re just another in the machine
That is bringing us down
Now my mind is shaking I can’t go insane
I’ve got to play the game
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Lonely Eve
02:46
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Inside the phone-booth, outside the station
My hands are freezing and won’t make the call
No soul in the world knows I’m at this number Sometimes I hope I’ve been forgotten
All the merry songs and wishes are making me mad that I miss your kisses
But I don’t ask to turn the radio down
See the junk that’s in my veins is a way to change the same old pain
I can buy a smile til tomorrow
I can see you now, laying down your head I’m begging
Don’t lose no more sleep on me
And the east coast sun will rise but I’m still hypnotized Before I limp into tomorrow
And if I see Ol’ Saint Nick
I'll ask for one more hit
How about a little Christmas tree?
I can see now laying down your head I’m begging Don’t waste no more love on me
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8. |
Great Unknown
04:52
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Wondering where it’s from my glance is at the sky
Answers we found before are slipping through my mind
From all the hints I’ve got I turn from what it’s not
To face the great unknown knowing it’s all I got
After my thinking’s done I find a clearer mind
Looking outside in and minding what I find
From all the hints I’ve got I turn from what I’m not
To face the great unknown knowing it’s all I got
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9. |
The Wait
04:12
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I whispered your name
For fear of jinxing you would come
As if I had that kind of sway
A love so deep
Yet ever unrequited
With nothing to blame but the way it is
I couldn’t wait to greet ya
I couldn’t wait to find out how you are
I couldn’t wait to meet ya
But the wait is all I ever got
Through her tears
She said the weight’s too heavy
To have yet another soul to bear
I said “My dear, you can let me help you
Carry this one
Cuz I’ll always be here”
I couldn’t wait…
And the ceiling falls down
Until I’m pressed against the floor
It’s hard to believe I’ll ever be anything other than crushed
But I know I must
Find a way to try to love this
And forgive myself for eventually feeling alright
Yes I have paid my debt in sorrow
I’m coming back to life
A love so deep…
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10. |
Little Secret
03:29
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I’m gonna raise the flag of our good ol’ union
And bring it in the nights I can
As the sun goes down on the horizon
I vow to be a better man
I’m gonna tape a quarter to the bottom corner
Across them stars of white on blue
So when the wind whips the flag’ll billow
But it won’t get stuck and ripping on the roof
It’s my little secret that I wish I could reveal
But it’s coming in one and going out the other ear
It’s my little secret that I wish you’d understand
I vow to be a better man
Gonna plant a seed and watch it good
And give thanks in awe if I get food
Got a little secret that it all tastes better
Putting pride in the things you do
Gonna tinker with my busted stereo
Find what ain’t looking like it should
Swap in a piece and lay between the speakers
Mmm… that vinyl sounds so good
Gonna save a dog / Gonna raise a baby
Gonna tell my wife what’s on my mind
Even if it gets me in a little bit ‘a trouble
A little now’s better than a lot down the line
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New Umbrella
03:00
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So it comes to this and that and everything in between that I’m thinking
That I’m stronger to resist the temptress but I’d just as soon avoid the tempting
As it happens here’s your turf so I’ve no right to try to talk you into leaving
But you’ve got me in a bind and my will’s running outa time the clock is ticking
Through the chatter of the room somehow one voice seems to rise above the clamor
I know I’ve heard that laugh before but in a way this time sounds strange I think she’s faking
Though I try to keep my eyes fixed on the politicking gentlemen I falter
And sure enough she’s there and I do my damnedest not to stare but I can’t help it
What’s a Mississippi man do with a missy with a plan to clip his wings
She’ll Let him go and he’ll come on back cuz he’s attached and she’s pulling all them strings
She kept in touch without a word by being nothing but herself for no one else
Hence her being so polite for all the folks who see the world in black and white
Well she’s not the only one but she’s one of a kind and they’re few and far between
See I haven’t settled down cuz the one in my arms is the woman of my dreams
So please don’t donate too much charity to the happy hobo living wild and free
Cuz then he’ll haveta do your thing and find some rain to try his shiny new umbrella
Oh but When the storms come all I’ll need is a fire to dry my tired feet
So I won’t follow salt thrown over shoulders into memories
See I Don’t believe in luck but I’d be happy to take some if its just laying around
For a minor commotion or a sly diversion so I could bid adieu without ever having to talk to you
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12. |
Drop these Blues
04:23
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I’m begging you not to burn me Cuz I’ve been burned before
I know I’m playing with fire Cuz I’m so tired of being cold
So hold me close so I can drop these blues
Its even getting hard now to sleep sound knowing you’re not here safe in my arms
And dreaming of you… well it only makes waking so hard
I didn’t think it would last forever
I just hoped it would last for a while
So keep holding on
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13. |
Divin' In
03:25
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Let's get adventurous
And we could tangle up
The fibers of experience
Will shape themselves to us
And leave a trace
of what otherwise would never be
Like diving into water
You'll forever change the sea
And it'll be dangerously sweet
You could get swept right off your feet
But falling ain't flying my friend
So beware where you're diving in
You gotta believe in yourself
Enough to be you
So you can let someone else
Believe in you too
And we'll never have to wonder
What we got ourselves in
This mess ain't second best so
Let it be what it is
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Garrett Anderson Baltimore
singer-songwriter out of Baltimore, MD
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