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Can’t Keep Leaving You

When I meet somebody new | I hope they’ll be nothing like you | But just like you | Spot your shoulders in a crowd | Hold my breath until it’s not you | But then I’m all let out | Will you stop following me around | All over town | Will you stop teasing my heart | Through every man who has your laugh but not your smarts | Cos I can’t keep leaving you | When I kiss men with your lips | I hope they taste nothing like you | Then find myself unmoved | Will you stop following me around | Into the ground | Will you stop turning the lock | Through every man who has your hips but not your walk | Cos I can’t keep leaving you | Cos you’re mean and you lie and I can’t figure why you’re still on my mind | I left you once now I am left to leave again and again…

 

Leap of Faith

Waking in another world that has no time or light | Veiled and unsteady I go forth | Once I knew, but now I’m not so sure. | What I need.  What I’m for. | So give me a chance to take | Open up your eyes and I will show you a leap of faith | Well fear it takes a photograph that bathes deep down inside | Burning images that blind | I’m prepared to see to rise | to release | So please give me a chance to take | Open up my eyes and I will show you a leap of faith | Cos I won’t go far till I’m free | Carried by the river I forget what came before | Doesn’t matter anymore | Oh my God, what have you called me for | I am here.  I am yours. | So give me a chance to take | Open up the sky and I will show you a leap of faith | Cos we won’t go far till we’re free...

 

Locked

Who will steal my fire and soil my sheets | Will I know you by name | Will I ask for the game when it comes time to play | Who will drown desire and drive me to weep | Will I buy your disguise | Will I look in your eyes and choose to believe | Not a chance | I don't dance with the scoundrels or saints | I don't risk the big picture for paint | I just hide in my room and wrap time round my many complaints | What will empty my pockets and scatter my sights | Will I fairweather far | Will I jump for the stars and fall to the dirt | Not a chance | I don't dally with loss or with gain | I don't forecast a fortunate stain | I just hide in my room and make love to my many complaints | There’s not a chance | I don't dance with the scoundrels or saints | I don't risk the big picture for paint | I just hide in my room | Let me in or lock me out | Let me in or lock me out

Turning

There’s a friend of mine | Held him once and never once again | He’s a corking wine | Spoiling safe inside his skin | Back on the cellar floor | Ghosts of lovers before | Whisper it’s no use | Rush and you lose what you have | While you wait it goes bad | But until he confirms | You have to let him turn | I’m a phasing moon | Always trying to turn the tides my way | Oh he won’t be moved | But perhaps I like him more that way | Back on a cellar floor | Ghosts of lovers before whisper it’s no use | Rush and you lose what you have | While you wait it goes bad | But until he confirms | You have to let him turn | Rush and you lose what you have | While you wait it goes bad | We’ve been through this before | We’ll go through this again | Chasing unfinished men | And if you can’t discern | It’s you that might have turned


The Grip

He’s got me by the throat | His hands are big and warm | And he’s back to tell me that he’s never going to leave me alone | Long ago I remember | Feeling so secure in all of his promises | But now he’s got me on guard | And it keeps him engaged | As the balance shifts well I might just push him away | There are days | There are weeks now | Where I can breathe on my own | There are days | Even weeks now | When I can breathe on my own | But then I’m alone | And the house is so quiet | My heart is so bare | Full of holes that I can not repair | So I offer my throat | His hands have grown tired | But if he leaves I’m not sure I would even survive


Pour One More

Drink all you want to | I don’t mind | Drink all you want to | And toast to the end of your lies | I’m sure I’ve been here before | You’re not gonna find me for a long long time | Drink all you want to | I’m not there | Choke all the voices | That shake you and break you and stare | Although I’ve given you hope | I’m not going to save you or try much more | And if I told you that I love you | And if I asked you please to go | Would you believe that these are one and the same | I’m saving myself from the things I already know | Drink all you want to | I don’t mind | Hide from the answers | And hide from the hurt in my eyes | I’m done | It’s no longer fun | I’m tapped | Ready to crack | I’m sure I’ve been here before | I’ll send you away | and then pour one more


Broken Blue

Without my story | Without my fame | Without anecdotes I share all the same | I came to you | I came to you | Don't leave me broken blue | Without my scheming | Without false fire | Without adornments that the magazines require | I came to you | I came to you | And said boy don't you leave me broken blue | Cos without entertaining doubt | it’s easier to step into a fog | Without a castle | Without a plan | Without knowing what relationships demand | You welcomed me... | Without a warning | Without a note | Without offering you a station or a vote | I came to you | I came to you | And then left...left you broken blue

 

Wanna Go Back

Watching him |Watching me | I can’t but wonder are we thinking the same thing | Once again I’m in a bind | Though I’ve got his mouth on me | in my mind | I am paralyzed | I wanna go back | I wanna go back to the beginning | When I didn’t think things through | When I held a narrow view | I wanna go back | Look around this scattered stage | Crowded by girls half my age | Oh no they’re multiplying | I fell behind somewhere | Playing rounds of solitary mind games | Now I’m doing time | So I wanna go back | I wanna go back to the beginning | I wanna blush in barely new | I wanna hold that narrow view | I wanna go back | Before I slip into | A life that isn’t true | I wanna go back

 

Tommie & George

Tommie woke up this morning | Crept downstairs and then poured herself some coffee | And just as she thought to wake him | George shuffled in | From green to gray this is how they start their day | And George he knows that his wife will want eggs right away | So he looks for the pan | Never mind that he can hardly stand | And George he teases | And Tommie is nervous | But laughs with uncommon delight | And says hold on hold on tight | Tommie sets out the cards and plates | At the table where three kids were raised | And the grandchildren crawled on the floor | Now even more | When I ask them their secret | They look at me funny | As if it’s as obvious as toast | They say hold on hold on close | But I worry how painful life’s going to be | When it’s one or the other at most | Perhaps those are trials of one who mistrusts | The gift that her family knows | You just hold on hold on hold till it goes | Tommie woke up this morning | Said a prayer to watch over her loved ones | And when George sat down beside her | A smile came over her face

 

In Ruins

Round a corner | Down a mine | Lies four dull coins in a line | Round a corner | Down a mine | Leave them there for someone else to find | Cos we know you will spend them before they can shine | Leave me in ruins | Leave me in ruins | Oh for now | If you can save them maybe one day they'll shine | Leave me in ruins | Leave me in ruins | Just for now...