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Phoenix
01:20
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Like the Phoenix born from ashes. (we've left the garden. shed our skin)
Like the moth seduced by fire. (True strength not lost, but found within)
Some transcend to understanding. (Though covered by a shroud of night)
Others perish with desire. (We fumble blindly towards the light)
Fear of falling overtaken by (we've compromised our pride)
a carnal lust for taking flight. (We've nothing left to hide)
Chains cannot contain resolve within a steadfast heart to see
(with every step, we seek to find...)
what's on the other side.
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2. |
On the Other Side
04:35
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We probably shouldn't do this. Probably shouldn't cross that line.
There's a million reasons why we should say goodnight.
I probably shouldn't be here. Probably shouldn't have made that drive.
Probably should've screened your calls and saved my pride.
But it's ok. It's alright. 'Cause if we recklessly abandon, we might feel something tonight. And we might find, outside our lines, that it's not so different on the other side.
It probably doesn't mean much. Just a way to make us feel alive.
There'll probably be another me by tomorrow night.
But it's ok. I'm alright. 'Cause if you recklessly abandon, you might feel something tonight. And you might find, outside our lines, that it's not so different on the other side.
On the other side.
Taste my lips. Close your eyes. If we try, we might find. We might find we need more than we're giving tonight.
Touch my skin, hold on tight. You might find, you might find that it's ok on the other side...
Probably shouldn't do this. Probably shouldn't cross that line...
We're alright. We're alright on the other side.
(Taste my lips, close your eyes, if we try we might find)
We're alright. We're alright on the other side.
(Touch my skin. hold on tight. You might find. You might find)
It's alright. we're alright. We're alright. We're alright.
It probably doesn't mean much. It's just a way to make us feel alive.
There's a million reason why we should say goodnight.
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3. |
Broadway Saturday
04:16
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Saw you underneath the streetlamp. Last cigarette outside the bar.
Another tab to pay, another night you waste away not any closer now to being happy who you are.
I spend my evenings under stage lights. You spent your evening fighting tears. I lost my heart. You lost your car keys. You don't know where to go. And I don't know what I'm doing here. We're fading.
But someday we'll leave this before we're too old, or we run out of faith.
But right now, it's last call. Another Broadway Saturday. Broadway Saturday.
We're all looking for a reason. It's nice to not be so alone.
You say your lines, but never mean them. A flash of white, and when the night is done, you'll let him take you home.
The sunrise strips away the glitter. His bed's already growing cold. This street is paved with bad decisions. regret your only friend who'll hold your hand and walk you home. You're fading.
And someday you'll leave this before you're too old, or you run out of faith. But right now, it's last call. Another Broadway Saturday. Broadway Saturday.
And someday we'll leave this. Before we're too old.
But right now, we need this. You need this. I need this.
And someday we'll leave this. before we're too old, or we run out of faith. But right now, we need this. And by Sunday, we'll hate this.
But it's last call on Broadway. We're too old to still need this.
But by next week, we'll be this. We'll crave this. Oh, we'll bleed this.
And I'll see you at last call. Another Broadway Saturday.
Broadway Saturday.
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4. |
Arizona
04:26
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Arizona. I wish I could see you tonight.
Arizona. It's getting colder outside.
I know I told you I'd be alright. Well, I lied.
And North Dakota whispers your name when the stars light the sky.
And I'm by your side.
I'll steal your golden sunshine every time I shut my eyes.
And all through the night,
your kisses like ambrosia set my lonely dreams on fire.
Arizona. You're always on my mind.
Oh and time has been unkind.
Drying tears in my bathroom mirror baby, I'm couting every line.
Oh you sound so happy on the phone.
And I've been drinking every night at 5, and then going home.
Going home alone...
Arizona. I wonder who's with you tonight.
Oh you know, you know, you know I'm always on your side.
I'll steal your golden sunshine everytime I shut my eyes.
And all through the night
though you're loving someone new, baby
Come and haunt my dreams tonight.
Arizona. You're always on my mind.
Arizona.
You're always on my mind.
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5. |
Foolish Heart
04:17
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The odds are stacked against us. 10 to 1 we'll never make it through.
I hate your stubborn mind, but I still love your stupid pride.
and though it's occurred to me that maybe we were never meant to be,
we'll try and part the seas. To hell with destiny.
And maybe we were damned right from the start.
So heaven help this foolish heart.
They say "Oh No, baby you're crazy." Maybe. Maybe we are.
They say "Slow down baby. Before it's too late." It's already too late.
I'm gonna love you anyway.
You probably drink too much. And baby you smoke WAY too many cigarettes. But I don't mind the taste. And I love your wasted hands around my waist. It's plain to see that baby, you're bad for me. But bad is so much better than I ever thought that it could be.
And maybe we were made to play these parts.
So heaven help this foolish heart.
*Chorus*
And I don't care if we go down in flames.
'Cause baby, you're my favorite kind of pain.
And maybe we were damned right from the start.
But Heaven's no place for my broken heart.
*Chorus*
I'm gonna love you anyway.
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6. |
Shade of Grey
03:48
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The heavy summer air makes my dollar bills stick together in my guitar case. You came up softly in the night, your golden hair shining in Broadway's light, and then I saw your face.
And I know that first impressions baby aren't always what they seem.
But I knew it right away, you were a beautiful extreme.
Tried to paint you in a picture baby, but the colors were all wrong.
Black and white just didn't suit you right, so instead I wrote a song.
You were always such a lovely shade of grey. You're a lovely, lovely, lovely shade.
Now winds are whipping through the trees. They're kicking up the autumn leaves. And now it's cold outside.
We're drinking wine beneath your front porch light, both trying not to start a fight. Baby, let's go for a ride. And I'll try, I'll try to explain what I said but didn't mean. 'Cause there's a lesson, baby, in that beautiful between.
You can't paint it in a picture baby, you can't write it in a song. It's not always black and white or day and night or right and wrong. But can we learn, oh can we learn to see the greys? All the lovely, lovely, lovely, shades.
Learn. Learn Can we learn to see the greys?
You're cooking half a dozen eggs. And I'll still fast asleep.
It's 4 am. and you're so so tired. You're so tired of all of them.
So take a deep breath, take a drink, and take a long hard look at what you think this world is all about.
Take your paint brush, take my hand, and take your head out of the sand. And in time, we'll sort it out.
Mix the colors all together baby. You'll see what I mean. It's not black and white at all, it's all a beautiful between. It's all a beautiful between.
To the beautiful, the beautiful, oh the beautiful extreme.
So come on paint me a pretty little picture baby and I'll write you a song. And we can talk all night of wrong or right, oh but when the day is done, we can learn. Oh we can learn to see the greys. All the lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely lovely shades.
Paint me a pretty picture baby. I'll write you a song.
It's not always right or wrong. Can we learn, oh can we learn to see the greys?
All the lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely, shades.
Learn. Learn. Learn. Learn. Learn. Can we learn to see the greys.
Can we learn to see the greys?
All the lovely, lovely shades.
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7. |
Drown
04:04
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We've been talking for an hour.
We've already said too much.
When I read your cards, I saw the tower.
I held your hand. The lightning struck.
The stone is crumbling from beneath us
And flames are rising down the hall
the water's cold and far below us
So take a deep breath baby.
Take the fall and drown.
Oh baby drown.
I'll watch you going down.
And I can't save you now.
You'll only make me drown.
You're gonna have to drown.
It's far too late for second chances.
This blood we've spilled won't wash away
And what's the use in backward glances.
The water's rising. There's nothing more to say
So drown. Oh baby drown.
I'll watch you going down
and I can't save you now.
You'll only make me drown.
Slip beneath the current, darling
part your lips and drink it in.
The only way is down.
This war we're fighting has raged so long
now neither one of us can win.
You're gonna have to drown.
Drown. Oh baby drown.
I'll watch you going down.
And I can't save you now.
You're gonna have to drown.
You'll only make me drown.
We've been talking for an hour.
We've already said too much.
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8. |
Burning Jamie
04:09
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I threw your T-shirt in my driveway and I let my cigarette.
I'm tired of thinking and I'm sick of trying and I only want to forget.
'Cause we were never really anything. But it was nice to dream.
I wrote your name down in silver sharpie and I bought some kerosene.
I'm burning Jamie tonight.
I'll kiss the flames and I'll curse your name.
Say all the things I never had a chance to say.
And when it dies, and your ashes rise,
I'm gonna feel a little better.
I'm burning Jamie tonight.
It might be childish, and I'm probably bitter. But tears won't escape these eyes.
'Cause you were stupid, and you deserve this. And I'm going to ease my mind.
I'm burning Jamie tonight.
I'll kiss the flames and I'll curse your name.
Say all the things I never had a chance to say.
And when it dies, and your ashes rise,
I'm gonna feel a little better.
I'm burning Jamie tonight.
I might regret this all when I'm sober. But tequila fueled this fire.
And there's catharsis amongst your ashes in my secret funeral pyre.
I'm burning Jamie. You'll rest in pieces baby. I'm burning Jamie tonight.
I'll kiss the flames and I'll curse your name.
Say all the things I never had a chance to say.
And when it dies, and your ashes rise,
I'm gonna feel a little better tonight. Oh tonight. Oh tonight.
I'm gonna feel a little better tonight. Oh tonight. Oh tonight.
I'm burning Jamie.
Oh tonight.
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9. |
Alone
04:26
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I called too late again. It's after midnight.
I really need a friend to face the moonlight.
How can I convince you that this time is not a false alarm?
Maybe you don't see all the good left that I have in me.
It's in your steel eyes.
Maybe you don't taste this poison. It's coursing through my veins.
Maybe you don't feel the fire. Maybe you don't feel the same.
Oh so hear me say:
This is all we have right now to cling to.
And in the morning light, you're the only one I've got to sing to.
It's better than singing alone. Oh it's better than being alone.
I called to late last night. You're probably sleeping.
But I've been holding tight to watch the sunrise.
Lately I've been so surrounded, but still feel so alone.
My friends all thing I'm so 'together' until the bar is closed.
Oh, that's when I need you most.
This is all we have right now to cling to.
And in the morning light, you're the only one I've got to sing to.
It's better than singing alone. Oh it's better than being alone.
This is all we've got right now. So kiss me til the stars burn out.
It might not be a cure we've found, but it gets me through the day.
Tomorrow there'll be someone new, but for tonight, I'm here with you.
We'll watch the black fade into blue and know it's better off this way.
This is all we have right now to cling to.
And in the morning light, you're the only one I want to sing to.
It's better than singing alone.
It's better than singing alone.
Oh it's better than being alone.
I called too late again. It's after midnight. I really need a friend.
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I've been losing sleep and you've been trying not to cry.
We've been dreaming big. Building castles in the sky.
though we've tried to get by, gypsy hearts can't be satisfied
with our heads in the sand and our feet in the clouds.
And she sang "It's alright now."
And I pray every day that those words come alive.
It's alright. It's alright now.
3 words your carved upon your wrist so many years before.
It's alright. It's alright now. We're on our way to California.
We've been up all night bent on chasing down the dawn.
Signs and city lights we'll try to capture in a song.
Kansas rain stung my eyes. Texas sun made you want to cry.
And we screamed in the Canyon as day left the sky.
And she sand "It's alright now."
And I'll pray to the lights over Vegas tonight.
It's alright. It's alright now.
3 words your carved upon your wrist so many years before.
It's alright. It's alright now. We're on our way to California.
Smoked my last cigarette in Bakersfield. Traffic's standing still.
Somehow I know we both believe it still. You believe it still.
It's alright. It's alright now.
It's alright. It's alright now.
It's alright. It's alright. It's alright now.
3 words you carved upon your wrist so many years before.
It's alright. It's alright now.
In California.
Oh California.
And we're on our way.
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11. |
Tanqueray (Amy's Song)
04:26
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It's never been easy under fire
But you were never the one to take it lying down
a fragile balance on a frail wire
and flashing lights waiting for you to hit the ground
so you hit the ground
We always knew it would end too soon
even though you had so much left to say
now the demons crowd the corners in the shadows of your room
but you can drown them out with a bottle of Tanqueray
oh Tanqueray
Will you take it away?
Maybe it was all too much or maybe you were too much for it all
Maybe 10 weeks baby, isn't so long after all
So will you take it away (oh Tanqueray)
Will you take me away?
Now there's tears falling in the street
And they're singing your songs and laying flowers at your feet
Now it's over and maybe you can finally get some sleep
and I've been staying up counting the bottles instead of sheep
I've been staying up counting the bottles...
Maybe it was all too much or maybe you were too much for it all
Maybe 10 weeks Amy, oh it could've stopped the fall
Maybe 10 weeks Amy, isn't so long afterall.
So will you take it away? (Oh Tanqueray)
Take it away (Oh Tanqueray)
Take me away (oh take it away)
Take it away take it away with a bottle of Tanqueray...
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12. |
Mary Kate (On the Way)
04:24
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Showed up 10 minutes late for my red eye and watched metal wings disappear on the sunrise. I check all my bags, and I sit down and wait at the bar.
People talk on their phones while I order my teas, business suits and ties, and they've all got someplace they'd rather be. Me, I've got nothing but time till the next flight. I guess I'll just play my guitar.
No, I guess I didn't get very far.
"Bartender, make mine a double" I'll say
Hey. Hey, we'll figure it out on the way.
Hey, we'll figure it out
Mary Kate's sitting next to me, long hair of gold, and says she's flying to Denver. She can't stand the cold, but she loves all the snow, and the mountains are beautiful in the fall.
Her cardigan's pink, and her lashes are long, and now she's reading her book while I'm writing my song. "Anthropology" or "Linguistic studies" or something...there aren't any pictures, and the writing's real small.
And she's trying to make sense of it all
So I buy us both shots, and I say
Hey. Hey, we'll figure it out on the way.
Hey, we'll figure it out on the way.
Security guards took my coffee.
I guess I won't hijack this plane with my latte.
The suns going down now I'm finally boarding my flight.
And I look out the window, the moon's bright and full
City lights growing smaller, the ground far below
Less than perfect days always fade into the lovelies nights.
And I turn on my overhead light.
The stewardess brings me a cocktail, and I say
And I say we'll all figure it out.
Showed up 10 minutes late, watched my plane fly away
But I met Mary Kate, and now we're both on our way
Got a bar tab to pay. And I'm drunk on this plane.
But I'll figure it out on the way. Hey. We'll figure it out on the way.
We'll figure it out on the way.
Figure it out on the way...
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13. |
Rainstorm in Wyoming
04:33
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Rosalie was born in Coeur D'Alene. She dreamed of moving to LA.
At 17, she met a young Lakota man, and he swept her heart away.
She quit school and packed her suitcase. kissed her Mom and Dad goodbye.
And off they drove into the sunset beneath the big Montana sky.
There was a rainstorm in Wyoming. Scarlet stone and stormy skies.
And all her dreams were sold for Black Hills Gold, and the mountain's lullaby. Oh she'll love him til she dies.
They built a cabin in the mountains. Carved their names into the pine.
He told her stories of his people every night beside the fire.
Those happy years they spent together. But beating time's a losing fight.
And when the gods of fate decided they would call his name, she knew that she was running out of time.
It's true, they say, that nothing gold can stay.
And she knew his time with her was soon to end.
She smiled and cried on the night she watched him fly
As he held their newborn baby in his hands.
Now 18 years she's been without him. She spends her evenings at the bar.
And her baby's grown and moved to Nashville. Said he wants to be a star.
She wipes down tables at the diner. She's never dreamed of going back.
'Cause there on her left hand, she'll always wear his wedding band. That shiny gold from hills of black.
Now when it rains in South Dakota. Silent tears fall from her eyes.
And all her dreams were sold for Black Hills Gold, and the mountain where he lies. Oh she'll love him until she dies.
Yes she'll love him until she dies.
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14. |
Circles in the Floor
04:23
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There you are again. Just when the dust had settled, you come sweeping in and you kick it up again. Now it's rising on your wind.
And by now, though I should know better somehow, it's always back to where we've been.
My lover, angel, demon, nightmare, but God, you were my best friend.
I lied. I'm weak. And I'd still tremble darling, if you'd still dare to speak the words I long to hear.
Here you are once more. You pluck my heart strings like you tune your new guitar, and then you play the sweetest songs. And I've heard them all before, but we'll dance till we wear circles in the floor.
I tried. I'm weak. And I'm still trembling darling, even though you've got me down here on my knees.
It's just another waste of time. It's just another Tuesday night, it's 3 am, and I'm sick of crying. I'm sick of trying. I'm sick of standing in your line. To buy another fucking ticket for your carnival ride.
I lied. I'm weak. And I'd still tremble darling. If you'd still dare to speak, but It's gone on far too long. you're my road to nowhere. I shouldn't even want to write you one last song...
But I still want to write your song.
But there you go again...
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I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Maybe there’s a God above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It’s not a cry you can hear at night
It’s not somebody who has seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
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Eden Parker Moorhead, Minnesota
Eden Parker is a singer/songwriter who began playing the piano at age 6, wrote his first song at age 11, and picked up a guitar for the first time at 18. Eden's music tells the story of his life. The good parts and the bad. The journey towards knowledge and truth, and the realization of the imperfection of humanity. Captured in haunting melodies, and conveyed through heart-wrenching lyrics. ... more
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