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Woman of the Hour
03:02
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You serial social climber
You music city insider
Big, wide open flower
The woman of the hour
Personal proud outcrier
Killer of garden variety spiders
Big top pushing power
The woman of the hour
Your perfect intuition
We heard the news from you
A little big-picture frightening
The woman in the blue
Now you blame all it on this
Pisces Scorpio moon
Everyone understanding
The hero in the room
Right hand to rest
Left strings attached
The water red
And all I wanted was a mess
The uppercase
So little space
You leave to rest
You kid, you jest
And save the face
(Serial social climber
Music city insider
Big wide open flower
Woman of the hour)
Serial social climber
Music city insider
Big wide open flower
Woman of the hour
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2. |
The Axe
03:26
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Tell me again that we’re best friends
Have you ever seen me lie?
I had a dream about London
You kissed me on top of the eye
I saw myself out of my body
Floating alone in the sky
Would it feel this way if you loved me?
Would it feel this way if I died?
So I wanted the invite
Yeah, I know that you care
I don’t go out at night
I’ve got nothing to wear
Tell me again that you’re lonely
I’m in the wings looking at
The back of my head and the TV
How long do you think this’ll last?
So I wanted the invite
Yeah I know that you care
I don’t go out at night
I’ve got nothing to wear
Plant the seed in the backyard
Give me all that I ask
You’re in the stratosphere
I’m at home with the axe
With the axe and the poem
That you wrote in the weeds
I think about it like three times a week
Tell me again that we’re best friends
I had a dream about London
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3. |
Gale
03:28
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Down the chute, we’re all the same
Gale, if you could see this rain
Fox or rabbit, bucket or pail
Gale
Quiet house and evening star
The ivy left a nasty scar
List to do now empty, stale
Mom, you didn’t fail
Gale
Once you’re the matter
Isn’t over and over
That you fill the niche
Friends and cracked beaks
Over and over
Over and over
Over and over
Over and
Over
Gorgeous girl inside her room
Lie to her, why wouldn’t you?
Automatic paper trail
Run and catch it, through the veil
If you’ve got nowhere to run
But find yourself so innocent
Force the habit, break the nail
Gale
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4. |
Charlotte
03:45
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So I’m wrong
Two weeks and you know me
Maybe accidentally
Maybe despite
Tell me off
Tell me anything, darling
I’m talking in circles
You’re always right
Charlotte in the mirror
Charlotte ‘till I’m dead
Charlotte in my heart and
Right over my head
Charlotte at the bar
And Charlotte in a haze
What else is descending?
Baby it’s okay
Let me off
I’ll forget this in a month
I’m not that tough or high-strung or
The one
In the mirror
‘Till you’re dead
But it’s Charlotte in my heart and
Right over my head
Charlotte at the bar
And Charlotte in a haze
What else is descending?
Baby it’s okay
I am diving for the pool cue
Through the window
What’s your twenty?
Think of reasons I should tell you
I am coming up empty
Living in the moment
Dreaming in a circle
Hold my breath and think of England
I am turning purple
Maybe when I’m fifty
I’ll get that you don’t want me
Zero reasons I should tell you
Hell, you’re Charlotte
I would never let you
(I would never, I would never)
I would never let you
(I would never, I would never)
Charlotte, I would never
In the mirror
‘Till I’m dead
In my heart and
Over my head
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5. |
Landing
04:40
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So land where you’re landing
Des Moines, Imperial, Champion
On TV in the dead heat
You know the distance between
Forty and fifty
Eighty and ready
You can call me
If you want me
You know I like your company
So I’ve been mistaken
The rules were not for breaking
A picture, December
Beige room and red suspenders
It’s just supper
It’s just decline
The phone call
You have the time
4:30
It’s just early
You know I have to worry
Just watch your mouth
What do we care about now
But writing down
He’s in and out
(and in and out)
So watch your mouth
What do we care about now
But writing down
He’s in and out
Who will remember when there’s no one left
To drive that stretch of I-80, pull the thread?
Who will remember when there’s no one left
To drive that stretch of I-80, pull the thread?
Who will remember?
Who will remember?
So land where you’re landing
The bluffs, the valley, and then
By the gravel
On the hottest day of the year we bought
A spot in the shade
For standing
And leaving
And who can stand the reason?
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6. |
You're Right
03:01
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Guess I didn’t mean to say you’re right
(you’re right, you’re right, you’re right)
Anything to keep you, you are right
(you’re right, you’re right, you’re right, you’re right)
You know I’m no good with what I mean
Quizzed myself once in the magazine
In my general defense, you’re right
(you’re right, you’re right, you’re right)
You’ve got that sixth or seventh sense, you’re right
(you’re right, you’re right)
Sometimes the world can be so mean
Glad I got you next to me
Guess I didn’t mean to say you’re right
(you’re right)
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7. |
Seams
03:01
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Don’t say you love me,
That could mean a million things
Words heavy like laundry
Wring them out, just rip the seams
Eleven months
Forgot your touch and how it speaks
One word and I followed
Am I weak or that naive?
Did I let you down
Like you let me down?
Down
My head’s a million knots and
Thoughts of you like that
You’re back and forth with me
Does it have to be that bad?
Did I let you down
Like you let me down?
Did I let you down
Like you let me down?
If you’re scared, I’m sorry
Just open a window
If you’re scared, come find me
Forget how to let go
If you’re scared, I’m sorry
Just open a window
If you’re scared, come find me
Forget how to let go
How to let go
And say you love me
Just say you love me
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8. |
Before That
03:41
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How come I didn’t know you at all
When you asked
Or before that?
Bury me in it
The quiet through the crack
In the door
You’re sure
Isn’t there absolutely one right answer?
Didn’t you cut your tongue on the water?
Weren’t we just laughing at something?
You slip through her fingers into nothing
Twenty thousand
Thirty thousand
And it was pretty
The oldest, widest house
On the main
Road
And though I felt it
The door as cold as rain
I never saw
The ghost
And I know
That you won’t be the same again
The winding road and home by ten
Just laugh it off and never move
Another number on the news
Twenty thousand
Thirty thousand
I believe in nothing now
So I don’t contradict myself
I have been the fool too many times
In front of you
She believes in everything
I lose sleep
I haven’t heard from her in two weeks
But she’s not the kind of girl
That has to choose
That has to choose
I have been the fool too many times
In front of you
You have to choose
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9. |
The Opposite
02:55
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Worst case scenario
You hate me
Left foot forward and suddenly
Still on Sunset
Back to the trees
I’ve got a message:
Leave me
I am nothing you can’t take
I am nothing like you
Homesick daughter and
Lovesick cat
Sleep by eleven
The doormats
They can’t handle
Anything
Late on the bills and the laundry
I am nothing you can’t take
I am nothing like you
You, you
And the things you get around
Your mother in law
(You idiot! You liar)
The constitution
(Self- evident! Inspired)
The man with the pamphlets
Middle finger
Good solution!
(The TV, the guns)
I’m pulling the strings
(Your daughters, your sons)
Really tugging
Nothing happens
Hell-bent loser
You ain’t budgin’
You ain’t budgin’
You ain’t nothin’
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10. |
Cowboy Chords
03:06
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Burning down the old farmhouse
Leaving everything
You keep score with cowboy chords
I could never sing
Lighter in your pocket
Singed like half your heart
Fine, I flinched, but your pretty grin
Showed me where to start
If I’m gone, then I’m going
If I’m here, then I’m asking
And you’re knowing
Faking every Sunday
Drowning in my fears
If you’ve got another shot
You know that I’m all ears
If I’m gone, then I’m going
(if I’m gone, then I’m going)
If I’m here, then I’m asking
And you’re knowing
See you at the ending
No use keeping score
Fine, you win
That’s all there is
(that’s all there is)
His love and cowboy chords
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11. |
Evening Star
02:19
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Why is it still my fault?
Is that ‘cuz I did this?
Baby, you’re all I want
You’re not enough ‘till I fix it
You were my evening star
Saw it on DVR
Fuzzy old TV set
All in my head
You’ll be in bed, you said, when I’m
Better it goes to waste
Hit it until it breaks
Waited all year for sun
It’s not enough
It’s not enough
To be in
It’s not enough
It’s not enough
It’s not enough
To be in love
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Emma Harner Boston, Massachusetts
Emma Harner is a guitarist, singer, and songwriter who writes intricate guitar parts, soaring melody lines, and other fun stuff. She calls it "math folk". She has gained attention for her short videos on social media showcasing original songs and covers. ... more
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