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they say 'little believer
be a heart mender or a book keeper
it's a rainy day when you cry
the rivers are dry
the rivers are dry'
i know i'm betting on the banks of misfortune
but there's a map somewhere
i will find
tiny treasures that I'll keep for a while
and if I'm lonely I will always have the kings
with a heart ache i will pour a cup to sing
oooh
i may be a fool's age
but my boughs break and my knees shake
you say i don't know the truth
i say only the trees do
the yawn of your hand
might be the only proof of you to me
i breathe the wind that magic floats in
i swallow every seed
and i can see the world through stories
you're the one i read
i know i'm betting on the banks of misfortune
but there's a map somewhere
i will find
a beautiful fancy love i've only ever heard the sound of
oooh
i know i'm betting on the banks of misfortune
but there's a map somewhere
i will find
tiny treasures that will keep for a while
and as they're waving I will listen to the kings
with a heart ache i can pour a cup to sing
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the heavy head that gives those eyes a quiet home
when they're drunk or afraid or in love or alone
i'll keep them easy wherever they rome
the skin that holds your bones in tune
a song for all who come within an inch of you
when their troubles are many
you make them few
you make love look like something that I want to do
A mountain or two over
and I bet your sound asleep
I can feel my heart drop down
to my feet
Don't you have a secret,
Don't you ever weep?
give to me a part of you that I can keep
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My little heart song lives in a life spun
By mayflies, I sing to no one
My heart is a cold one
And I've grown patient
For raindrops, all of my days spent
Watching their funny blurred faces
Quietly pass on my shoulders
The storm is swollen in the sky
Keeps my little heart song alive
You
I know it's hiding for good reason, everyone listens
My lips record pages of fiction
To bury the words I have written
I've become tired
But I follow the birds I admire
And they whistle for you on the wire
A flutter of beautiful fliers
A voice that travels in my sleep
Gives my little heart song something to sing
I'll never know you
Inconvenience is handsome and unkind to
Me
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hunted by wonder and chased by the world
someone turns blue into silver
and gold even golder
but it won't be ours forever
so kiss me until it is over
and the curtains are in motion
why are we static
a coward before you my guts in the attic
we spend all our days
bereft and afraid
there are so many things we don't say
why wait
a heart that tightens
with an aching that frightens
love is a dandelion
whenever i wake in the morning i find
we've just had the night, we've just had the night
and i say i'm sorry to the days behind
i've wasted without you and played with my mind
and life doesn't stumble but i do
and i'll say that i'll try to reach you
you don't believe me
and i do not blame you
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we stay up late to hear the rain play
candle hands and anchor eyes
you're just a shade of blue but i'm afraid of you
the drop
for me to be a dot inside your thoughts
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I’m laughing in my sleep
Cause I’ve been walkin’ round with you in my dreams
And you smile wide with your snow teeth
You talk gold to me on sad old streets
I can almost hear the way your voice breaks
My heart beats like a drum, keeps everybody awake
It doesn’t make me sad, I don’t like people these days
I draw the street around me but the ink never stays
And when my eyes unfold I beg the sun He says
If everyone gets love, who are the lucky ones?
I say you’re right besides it doesn’t run in streams
Real love is pricey I’ve got plenty in my dreams
And so I sleep til I’m tapping my feet with you
Counting berries til our eyes are blue
I sleep til I’m swimming deep in love with you
Swim til I’m sleepin’ waking up to you
And at night I’m made of rain
And I’m home on your shoulders again
And though I’ve been missing my old friends
They can’t heal me when my heart bends
You know I’ll sing to you
Wherever you are in the afternoon
I haven’t got the blues
But I dream like I do
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sleepy town cradles me down
we sing lullabies to the moon behind the wires, to the people who can fly
to the lonely ones behind the shop window
magic on their minds
little light beside your eyes
shed your dust and make us wild
anything that lives inside my head
would never be
i drew it from a story without the strength to breathe
and so we sing only when i dream
sleepy town cradles me down
we sing lullabies and a whisper in the trees, laughing softly with the breeze
and we finally see we're delicate and only skin between
anything that lives inside my head
could never be
you're beautiful imaginary marks upon your cheeks
and pupils in your blue eyes are they blue eyes are they blue eyes
anything that lives inside my head
would never be
i drew it from a story without the strength to breathe
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Safety pins, strings and glue
What are you made of?
Watercolor, red and blue
What are you made of?
Fair skin, bone marrow
What are you made of?
Love wheels, frightened barrow
What are you made of?
How's your heart? Does it glow?
Sleep well but before you go
Tell the moon I said hello
I'll see it soon
And I'll trust it with a thousand verses
I could never sing to you
Make Believe,
I made you up
I ripped you out and sewed you from my silly dreams
Family aches and friendly pains
What are you afraid of?
All alone on a quiet train
Are you going to make love?
Diffidence and coffee breaks
Dream tears on your pillowcase
What are you made of?
What are you made of?
My heart hurts
My heart too
We're made the same, and we never knew
Tell the moon I said hello
I'll see it soon
And I'll trust it with a thousand verses
I could never sing to you
Make Believe
I made you up
I ripped you out and sewed you from my silly dreams
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tonight you are like honey
the words don't stick they go down easy
i fit inside your hands i wish
you'd talk about the sky, how it goes
up and up forever
the wind blows and you shut your eyes
parting with the glowing tangerine
right outside my window
"when you meet"
i've always been a figurine
you won't know what to do with me
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I imagine you sound and sleepy
Parachute moon gives a light to your head
I've spent twenty years just dreaming
About a book I thought I'd read
There's a ribbon round your organs
And a decal on your heart
If you're real then I'm an artist
Drew your shape between the stars
Find me,
We're just a thought apart
I'll put the kettle on
And sing to you
When you have the blues
When it rains it pours
When I laugh, I'm yours
Dotted line, you look like someone
I could tell my secrets to
For a silhouette I know you better
Than the face I knew
We can watch cartoons
And stack the books on the ocean shore
We will dance to jazz all night
upon our fancy keyboard floor
We can dance to jazz all night
upon our fancy keyboard floor
We can dance to jazz all night
upon our fancy keyboard floor
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track 8 features dreamy piano and vocals by the lovely Tom Smart of Muscovy!
muscovy.bandcamp.com
album art photography by Ashly LaRosa, edited by my beautiful best friend, Ana Davis
released June 18, 2011
