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First Apartment

Start our life in this new apartment.
Its small, as small as our love started...
all I need is your hands 
and just enough room to dance.

The music starts,
you pull me in.
We're two hearts 
this is where we begin.
This is our, 
our very first apartment.

Such a little world
that you and I both live in.
Just a boy and girl
as green as can be, we begin.
All I need is your hands 
and just enough room to dance.

The music starts,
you pull me in.
We're two hearts,
this is where we begin.
This is our,
our very first...

Such a small world.
What a small world.
We're so little, just you and I.
Promise we'll always be little.
Little love, little world.

All I need is your two strong hands,
and barely enough room at all to dance.

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Days Are Over

Green filled farm grounds
My friends and I making the rounds
All around 
the edge of my town
In my old new first car
With the bass turned up hard
Screaming 
about being seventeen


All those times
Trying to catch any boys eye
Get them to look at me
Want me
To make em beg please
Just to give em nothing
 
So called love that doesn’t last
What fun we had
Those days are over 
I don’t want them anymore

Hot pavement
praying for rain
he still wanted to touch me
love on me
I wasn't that kind of girl
I just looked like her
looked at me as some sort of goddess
I wanted real love
The real thing
With a ring
But he had other plans
And still wonders why I ran
fourteen
Shouldn't be so complicated

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Dusty fairgrounds
Smoke floating thick all around
Hot and sticky we were
In the heat of a young summer
I contemplate forever
Or maybe never
As he looks me over
Trying to hold my hand
At every possible chance
Sick from the rides
Cooling come and go of the tides
Dirty feet
He looks at me
Laughing hard
At how young we are

And how old are you?
twenty-two

Got our biggest wishes
Cuz they weren’t big enough


Wanted someone who wanted her
The way I am
The way I am
Loving me less, loving you more
Not the way she looks in her shorts 
But she was too young to know where to start

My name is his guitar
Wrote his first song ever
All about me
He's worn a ring for 5 years now
Still he asked my friend about 
Me
Says he'll always wonder where I am 
where I am, 
why I ran
fourteen is fourteen 
and sixteen isn't much better
is it?

Boy,

Those days
Those days are over

O green,
As green as me,
farm grounds
Dusty fairgrounds
And I want you more 
I want you more

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Human Frailty

You never knew
what it was like to be bruised.
So obviously broken,
exposed to the open.

Sutures from past scars you hide
like nakedness in your eyes.
Something to be ashamed of.
Something to rise above.

Such a beautiful thing 
is human frailty.
What a relief
to learn I'm only me.

The world's success doesn't start with me.
Other's stress has nothing to do with me.
The weight of the earth doesn't rest on me.
After all I'm only...me.

Deilcate and fragile qualities
molded, taught and made me
who I am
who I am.

Please God, 
make me weak for love.
Make me sad for loss.
Make me lose it all.
Make me feel so small.
Make me cry too long.

But God, don't make me strong.

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Death Is a Good Thing

Watching you hurt, watching you fade
hurts me too as I wince with pain.
Everything hurts. 
I can't explain
except to say:
everything hurts.

You, my source of comfort, the Mother of my life, the very reason I breathe.
I owe you my life, but you're being taken away from me.

You're gonna take my breath with you aren't you?
You're gonna take my breath with you.
Its ok if you do.
There's no reason to breathe without you.
After all, all my breath is owed to you.
Thank you...
Thank you...
for giving me life,
for letting me fly,
for teaching me to love life.
You can't hold onto your own, but your fingers close around mine.

And you say 'continue, you'll be ok.
I promise I'll see you someday
when death is a good thing.'
I know exactly what you mean...

Cuz I can't wait to watch the very last breath
of your suffering to be erased from my head.
I can't wait til tears run out of supply,
I can't wait til sadness dies.
When the thought of you doesn't sting
and death is a good thing...

When your hurt 
and my empathy pains
and our tears
die, die, die.

When people ask 
if we're ok
we won't have to 
lie, lie, lie.

I want to hurt what's hurting you.

I've watched...you slowly go
but who's gonna watch me go?

I've wiped your tears as you pretended not to cry
but who's gonna look after mine?

If you die...
If you die...
If you die...

I die

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Weather

Stormy times and skies of blue.
Both are determined by you.

You are my weather, whether you like it or not.

So be gentle, be gentle.

So much of me is cupped in your hands
that no one else has ever had.

So be loving, be loving.

You can cause my ocean chaos and calm,
all control is held in your palm.

You are my weather, whether its good or not.

But it is a beautiful thing.
A very beautiful thing.

Please calm down my storms.
Make my winds subside.
Make my warm air warmer.
Make my soft sand softer.

Make my ocean more beautiful.
You do, you do...
you already do.

You are my weather,
you are...
you are...

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An Earth's Lullabye

The earth is moving slowly on its axle.
The sun is swiftly making his retreat.
Everyone begins to relax a little
and softly, sweetly, slowly drift to sleep.

The coyote is tucking her young under covers
because the night is cool after the days heat.
Aren't they happy they have a loving mother
as they softly, sweetly, slowly drift to sleep?

The lonely owl tucks himself behind leaves
as the nosy creatures in the forest look.
All find shelter in the knots of the trees
while the fish huddle together in the brook.

One and all gather up their little ones
and count them and put them to bed
and ask God to keep them forever young
so they can always take care of them.

And now I ask the stars above them 
if they could watch over my children for me.
May they dream of how much I love them
as they softly, sweetly, slowly drift to sleep.

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Guy On the Airplane

Guy on the airplane
I'm sorry I fell asleep on you.
I don't care to give you my name.

I've been up since three,
now staring out the window
I'm about to sleep.
Last thing I know
is I was leaning towards you.

Felt a nudge
heard some laughter
woke up to you
looking down at me 
and I'm sorry.

Guess your shoulder
was calling my name
and I answered...ha

These seats are too small
need some more space
and I've always been a tad bit selfish.

Never been the kind to get too embarrassed
but by the third time
I was feeling reckless.

You finally gave in
you finally gave in
just let my sleepy head rest 
on your shoulder
just let my sleep head rest 
on your shoulder. 

You'll have a story 
to tell the office
when you get to Georgia

and I'll have a story 
to tell my friends 
that I really shouldn't travel alone...

Guy on the airplane
so sorry I fell asleep on you...

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What's It Take

Liars
Backstabbers
As the people start to pour in
Empty halls
And corridors 
Anyone who'll listen 

I stood to leave
Now everyone sees me
I know what it takes to leave 
What's it take to stay here
What's it take?

Doctors 
and therapists
In the disguise of a friend
Swore they'd never leave 
Swore they'd cure me
Who needs to be cured now?

Abandon those who leave you 
Truth is I was never yours to leave

Silly me
I believed
Silly me 
I believed you

I didn't walk because you did
I walked because you weren't worth the stay

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Sleeping Alone

I saw you a hundred times
Never dreamt you’d be mine
Thought you'd be married by now
But you never did somehow
and it always made me wonder
When you'd come home in the summer
Shopping for shoes
I looked for you
In the bookstore
I wanted to talk more

Dodging your compliments 
I knew they meant 
nothing at all to you
any more than you wanted them to
But the little girl wanted to believe
But she just wouldn’t
Heard your parents were there
somewhere
But I shyed away
That’s what I’m good at
Now I lay…

Sleeping alone
Dreaming about you
In your bed
I jerk awake
All alone 
And wish I was with you
to stay

You really shouldn’t let me sleep alone, dear
And I really shouldn’t let you sleep alone

I run down the street
As fast as I can
All the way down
To the next town 
To the nearest airport
Jump the fastest plane
Just to get to you
Just to get to you

I found the window
Of your bedroom
Of your house 
On your street
In your little city
In your country

I looked in
But I stayed low
you're asleep
You’ll wake up soon
I’m hiding out
So you can’t see me
I stay down
Til you want me
Til you want me

My God boy
Don’t you know?

Up in your room in the states
It won’t always be this way…
It’ll get harder before it gets harder still…
Then one day 
Its like the Beach Boys say
We’ll say goodnight 
And we can stay…


In your window
See your five o clock shadow
And it drives me crazy
And maybe I’ll just sneak in
your room, your bed, right in
But I… don’t 
Kiss you sweetly
On your lips
Feel me
Touch your skin
Be good to you
But I…won’t

I was sleeping alone
Dreaming about you
In your bed
I jerked awake
All alone 
And wished I was with you
to stay

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Easy Come

always ready to jump the next train
catch the next flight
looking for a life to blame
and I'm sorry every time
Especially this time...

treating you as easy come, easy go
but you're not just easy go
for me
no you're not an easy go

please let there be
always 
a tomorrow?
Like you said 
always a tomorrow

very new for me
a colt that knows nothing
but feels everything
not sure how this is supposed to feel
but....it feels safe

I know I said you don't understand
but you do...
didn't give you my hand 
for no reason
you do understand
better and quicker than anyone
was scared of making do with something that just doesn't
but this is different

won't treat you as easy come, easy go
you easily came
but you won't easily go
for me,
no you're not an easy go

please won't there be
always a tomorrow
like you said?
Always a tomorrow

Don't ever want to change your face again
like I did
when I said 
what I said

I'm really going through it now 
nothing to do with you...
so
Liebchen,
won't there always be a tomorrow?
Please and always say a tomorrow