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Start!
03:16
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Start!
I want something to tell me what to do
I want something to show me the way
You won’t get anywhere bad
If you don’t go anywhere at all
So start here.
Write a bad song, paint a bad painting
Write a crap story, and a terrible poem,
A horrible novel, take a hideous photo
Make a distasteful sculpture, a boring film.
It doesn’t have to be original
It doesn’t have to use chords you’ve never used before
That you looked up in a book
Or made up.
You won’t win a Grammy cos you’re not entering the Grammys
And this is just a little tune
For starting, for permission, for fun
So start, here’s permission, have fun.
I want something to tell me what to do
I want something to show me the way
You won’t get anywhere good
If you don’t go anywhere at all
So start.
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Dallas
03:09
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Dallas
Why’d you ever leave Dallas?
You were the furthest thing from a sure thing we’d ever met
We always knew you’d leave as fast as an arrow
But when that arrow’d fly we never knew
We waited our whole lives for you to leave
And then you did
We never believed you’d stay, even so
Why’d you ever leave the people that loved you?
Why’d you have to continue your career as a long distance runner
When you’d found your home?
There weren’t enough of us to tell you, honey,
You don’t know this, but we’re your family now, and this is home,
This is home to you.
Now you’re gone we sit around drinking coffee
Remembering your smile
Sometimes we try to call you on the telephone
But it can’t quite cross the miles
Those nights we throw around how we always knew we’d lose you
And how we dreaded the day, then it came; now you’re gone,
And on these nights though we know you very well we gotta say
Why’d you ever leave Dallas?
Girl, this was your home.
Why’d you ever leave Dallas?
And when are you coming home?
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3. |
Only Heart Broke
03:53
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I know you’ve known each other/ much longer than I’ve known him
But we’ve been together for years now/and there’s been no talk of marrying me/
Every time you call I get a little smaller/ girl, I don’t know what you think you’re doing/
I’m just trying to keep my man/ I’m just trying to save our life together and I just don’t know what you’re doing.
It seems the longer you stay apart/ the closer you’re growing together/
It seems the longer we stay together/ the further we grow apart.
Yeah it’s true/ we go back a long way/ and everything you’re saying is true/
I got a candle burning that just won’t be put out, but girl, I’m not trying to take your man.
It seems the longer we stay apart/ the closer we’re growing together/
He says the longer you stay together/ the further you grow apart.
I’m not trying to keep something that never was really mine/
I’m not trying to hold on too tight and make everything unwind/
But every night I pray/ every night I pray, god, let the only heart broke be mine.
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Take a Walk
02:51
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Take a Walk
Take a walk inside my heart, tell me what you see
Open the front door step inside, to what was once a part of me.
Four echoing rooms, the silence bouncing off the bare walls
I never guessed the price I’d pay for the way you made me fall.
This once was a haven, a safe spot to dream
I swear there’s nothing left there since the day you walked out on me.
These long days are killing me
Unfolding memories like sheets
No longer powered by a soul, I drift aimlessly
Trouble is my troubled mind
Just can’t seem to let you go
There’s no freedom from this rider whose only name is sorrow.
Trouble is my troubled mind holds on holds on holds on
Torqued down like a C-clamp biting into wood
Everything I once loved is gone.
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5. |
Celebrate
03:09
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Celebrate
When I say I wish you weren’t so far away
You say
I’m in the same world
Talking to the same girl
I’m in the room with you
With a little help from technology and imagination
Yeah you, always the way with words
And me – guess I’m the silent one again.
I guess it was weird the way we met
My hand in yours before my shy self could turn away
Later on that night, standing behind me
You pressed your palm between my shoulder blades
And I knew I wanted to know you forever
And right then I thought that it might be possible
And I’m celebrating.
The day my answering machine got struck by lightning
You were singing my songs across the wires
I saved it for months on that broken thing
I knew I wanted to know you forever,
And right then I thought it might be possible
And I’m celebrating.
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Heading Out
03:36
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Heading Out
I’m all out of paper and I need to write you a letter
You say you intend to marry that girl, and I’ve never even met her; does she intend to marry you too, or do I still have a chance?
Cos I’m heading out.
I’ll send you a Fed-Ex of a photo of my hands on the wheel
Closing distance between me and you and her
It kind of makes me laugh that I’m crying over you
A cup of coffee, a bunch of stars, and your stories in the back of a pickup truck
Heading out.
Remember the time when you were gonna chart our horoscopes and I said uh-uh
What if it says that we’re gonna get married, what if it tells us we’re gonna get married - I don’t wanna know. I don’t wanna know our future but I don’t want to know your future lies with her.
So I’m heading out.
2am across the desert, I won’t sleep til I’m there,
4am across the desert, alone with the Rolling Stones, Moonlight Mile
Lights my way
And I won’t sleep til I’m there and then if you say she’s what you really want I guess I’ll go back to my lonely room and then be a friend but until then – hold on, hold on, hold on – until then, hold on, don’t set a date, just hold on cos I’m
Heading out
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7. |
King of Lonely
04:52
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King of Lonely
Some days nothing seems to fit right
Screw down the lug nuts
Tighten down that ankle bone
Gotta run now
Sometimes it helps to call
Sometimes the telephone carries me across
The depths of a life I can not fathom
Some days I get the machine’s whirring
Some days, all I want is the machine’s whirring
Don’t pick up the phone
I’ve just got a song to sing,
I’ll record it for you later
Cos I’m the king of empty
I’m the queen of sorrow
I’m the prince of New Orleans and the
Princess of tomorrows
I’m hoping you wouldn’t be there
What would I really have to say?
I just want to sing along
Just want to sing out this sorrow
But I’ll never be honest with you
So if you’re there
Don’t pick up the phone
Let me sing out this song
It’s a connection without connecting
Commitment without committing
It’s me saying I don’t want to be alone but I’m alone
And I always choose it
So find me a gilded crown
Buy me an ermine robe
Fur cuffs decorated with ashes
cause I’m the loneliest woman in the world
I’m the queen of empty
I’m the king of sorrow
I’m the prince of New Orleans
And the princess of tomorrows
King of Lonely
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Drinking and Driving
05:23
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Take a Walk
Take a walk inside my heart, tell me what you see
Open the front door step inside, to what was once a part of me.
Four echoing rooms, the silence bouncing off the bare walls
I never guessed the price I’d pay for the way you made me fall.
This once was a haven, a safe spot to dream
I swear there’s nothing left there since the day you walked out on me.
These long days are killing me
Unfolding memories like sheets
No longer powered by a soul, I drift aimlessly
Trouble is my troubled mind
Just can’t seem to let you go
There’s no freedom from this rider whose only name is sorrow.
Trouble is my troubled mind holds on holds on holds on
Torqued down like a C-clamp biting into wood
Everything I once loved is gone.
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Hello Guitar
01:54
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Hello Guitar
Hello my sweet guitar
You know you are
It’s time to put you in my bed again
You’ve been replaced my too many men
Who done it wrong
I won’t go back there again
Back to the arrogance of doing it alone
The well is full, it’s radiant
On a subtle gradient
I’m cutting it off.
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10. |
Gone
04:33
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Gone
The night I drew hearts around every picture of you
On every telephone pole on Main Street
All the kids – all our fans- of both our bands
They saw me do it but they never said a word.
We used to be a team, always together
The kids’d say “Hey, when’s his band playing?”
And they’d say to you, “Hey dude, what time’s Darlington going on?
We know you know, and are you headed there now?”
It’s been a long time I moved away for a year
The day I got home I went to the phone on the corner and called you.
You said you’d had a dream that I got married
And stayed overseas for five years,
I said, “I’m home. Honey, I’m home. I never did get married,
Won’t you come out, and hang out with me?”
And you said, “You’re gone - gone for a year and you’re still gone to me.”
So last April I was in town for a wedding
It was a Thursday at 11:30 at night and I decided that was a good time to get that
White thread I’d promised the bride
I walked in to the Super Jumbo Kroger
Or something or other that that took the place of the Dr. Pepper factory
And stunned in the fluorescent lights I froze in the doorway,
A plastic red basket in my hand.
And standing like a deer in headlights, I spun
And who walked in the door right then but you
It was 11:30 at night – you’d come for ketchup
I knew the gods had worked it out
We fell into each other’s arms and held each other there
Until the managers surrounded us an gave us such a stare
You said “We’re causing a commotion and I don’t care.”
We took a stroll around the Kroger –
It was so big it took us two and a half hours to get down every aisle
I know the gods hid the thread
We never found it but we had a nice time looking
Cos something was the same once more
The way it hadn’t been the same for so many years
And that night we finally kissed for the first fucking time in five years
We stood in the corner holding each other in our arms
And you said, “You know, the thing is, I’ll never forgive you for leaving, cause you know, I knew you’d always be there, and then you weren’t there and you weren’t there.
I knew you’d always be there, and then you’re gone. And you’re still gone to me.”
You know I don’t regret much in this life, and I wouldn’t want to change anything,
But sometimes I wish I could just change everything
And put it all back together like a puzzle that I had complete control over
You know the picture on our puzzle would be so beautiful
Once I arranged it like it was always supposed to be.
But you’d say, “You’re gone, and you’re still gone to me.”
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Spyche
Spyche (pronounced “spike”) is a singer/songwriter/multi-instrumentalist currently residing in Dallas, Texas (formerly of Washington, D.C.). While she can be found playing bass in a plethora of bands, her solo project especially highlights her voice and her writing. Bare, spare, reflective lo-fi driving music for late night hauls and rainy day window-gazing. ... more
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