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Another Home Than This
04:15
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Never need another home than this
Never need another home that this
From the grape vines to the tall pines in the early evening mist,
Never need another home than this
Bury your gold at the foot of the old pear tree,
Bury your gold at the foot of the old pear tree
On a dark night after midnight cause these woods are full of thieves
Bury your gold at the foot of the old pear tree
It's a cold and dirty world out there for a doe-eyed girl with a mind as rare as yours
We'll give you everything you need, a little house and books to read
And a man who rarely speaks
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Darkness In Me
04:50
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You'll be my breath and I'll be your body
Nights like these who needs them both
Why did you wait for me, I wouldn't wait for you
If you did the things to me that I did to you
Down on your porch three in the morning
I'm playing you songs, you're telling me stories
About all the girls who have loved you since I've gone
A bold little number with a sweet melody
But every morning, she isn't me, the darkness in you, the darkness in me
I too have had others, who treated me better,
They come to my shows and write me long letters
Their hearts are as open and easy as a summer breeze
Your heart is so heavy, it just makes you mean
You'd hate California but I'd take you with me, the darkness in you, the darkness in me
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3. |
All It Takes
02:50
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Claw your way into the day,
Two cold hours on the highway
And you hate your friends who've really made it
Who really makes it, these days
These days, these days, these days
Remember the time I lost my keys in the snow,
You threw your hand right through my window
And if all it takes is to be a little drunk and brave,
Baby, you've got what it takes
All It Takes, All it takes, All it takes
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4. |
The Right Light
03:19
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Where did you go, oh richness of feeling
You live by the light, then the light is no more
How many years, can a man spend searching
To find his home, til he cares no more
All of the places we wanted to live
Have been taken over by the young and the rich
But who am I to say? In the right light, I look that way
Where did you go, oh elegant hunger?
You run by my side, then we run no more
Every year, we lose another
We fight to the death, but we don't know what for
They're making a movie about the lost romantics
And can we be in it, we look so authentic
Who am I to say? In the right light, we look that way
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5. |
Some Young Fool
04:41
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Draw that line and I'll cross it every time,
There's a reason why some people live alone
You say I sleep with one foot on the ground
Well that's the way I've found that I can sleep at all
You say someday I'll have to give it up
Take off this skin and let the sunlight in
But why do you want me? If I only disappoint you,
And I think I need some young fool, cause I can't fool you
You're the kind of man who tries to find
The end to all my dark unpleasantries
You'd love to stand on the beach and watch me drown
So you can swim out and pretend you're saving me
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6. |
The Old Life
03:36
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Cause you live in a perpetual light, an endless rise to an altar
Of money and straight bloodlines
If a love so unravels at the thought of my little hands
Is it really any love at all like we had back in the old life
Getting older just means more things to miss, to miss
And if you saw me on the street we'd be back on the old life
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7. |
Ghost Light
06:05
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Look out, look out from my window
A ghost light is standing there
Who knew you had it in you
Who knew you had it in you
Had it in you
Buried you down in a back woods forest
A church light of southern stars
You knew you had it in you
You know you had it in you
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8. |
Julian
03:58
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What can it be, what pieces of me did you keep, did you keep
Elegantly suffering's much sweeter than you think
But it's not my fault, it was not my hand that we be our lives on, Julian
I can't believe that everything goes for a reason, what reason
Cause nobody needs, a knife to the heart just to see that they bleed
But it's not my fault, it was not my hand, that we bet our lives on, Julian
And it's not my life, it was just our lives, that buried us alive my Julian
Now you can lead your whole life so clean, so clean
Cause our story was written long before we came to be
But it's not your fault it was a beautiful plan that we built our dreams on, Julian
It was not your life, it was just our lives, that buried us alive my Julia
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Target
03:36
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You've been good for a day, dear
And a day to you is a year
And the minutes they hold you
Clean in their arms but can't stay
This is not my home, dear
It's something I can't pretend
And you said that our meeting
Was your most beloved cosmic accident
But my mother always said
Never to love a man
Who you know you're stronger than
Nobody loves a war, dear
But those who know they can win
And we both know that I
Have a critical eye for a target and a hit
Tonight you'll be my target
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10. |
Gentle Little Things
02:29
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Are we the gentle little things,
Gentle little things
We do to each other
Or are we the gentle little things
Gentle little things
We do to get by
There's a hill outside my house
You can see the whole damn city
Stars swallowed by the light
And when darkness comes around
This view is very fitting
One in a million with the night
Cause stars are gentle little things
Gentle little things
They can't put up a fight
My life is a little gentle little thing
Gentle little thing
Gentle little thing
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Eight Belles Oakland, California
Songwriter and vocalist Jessi Phillips and guitarist Henry Aloysius Nagle create inspired, subtle Americana music that pays respects to its influences but sounds like nothing but itself. If Harry Nilsson and Patsy Cline had a love child and left it in the forest to be raised by wolves, its cries would sound very similar to this music. ... more
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