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There’s nothing new, under the sun
You start with 4, and end with 1
I should lose, everything I have
So you can keep, whatever you can grab
We were trained, to back you up
When the roles reverse, there’s just not enough
The urgency, would be replaced
But I’m only here, till reformation day
Chorus
Said you were lonely, without your family
Said you were joking, but you never made good
Said you were trying, why did I believe you
I guess I had forgotten
There’s nothing new, in your bag of tricks
The work around is just bait and switch
I should lose, what I moved here with
So you can keep, acting like a kid
But you wont grow up, you’re older than me
The return on risk, is really just gambling
When you laugh, I know I’m right
And I wont be there. for silent night
Chorus
Said you were lonely, without your family
Said you were joking, but you never made good
Said you were trying, why did I believe you
I guess I had forgotten
Your word’s no good, it’s not worth the air
That it takes to explain, why you really don’t care
Your word’s no good, but I gave you a break
So easy to promise, so easy to fake
With so much to smash, and so much at steak
Your word’s no good, but your acting is great
There’s nothing new, to criticize
Half of the truth, is still a lie
You built this war, it’s all you know
But I’m only here, to let it go
Chorus
Said you were lonely, without your family
Said you were joking, but you never made good
Said you were trying, why did I believe you
I guess I had forgotten
I’ve been doing this a long time
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2. |
The Bitch From Abilene
05:15
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Crazy, that’s right
Might be way off, If you didn’t act like
Moving the line to help you forget
Who stayed up all night fixing your wedding dress
Some of it’s dirt but none of it’s clean
The judgement comes down from Abilene
Crazy, and reckless
Independent, or still helpless
Bluring the line demanding honesty
Building your truth without reality
Dishing it out offended by everything
That’s quite a stretch from Abilene
You of all people, didn’t like the joke,
you let your motives show
The heart wants, what the heart wants,
and the narcissist, believes we exist for it
At the fire pit, where you lost your shit, at the fire pit at the fire pit When you jumped on me, and I couldn’t breath,
you of all people, couldn’t let it go,
like how we let it go
No----body else struggles, we’ve got it so easy,
couldn’t be that you’re lazy
Crazy, might be way off
What the facts say, guess it’s right on
Crazy or maybe just stupid
That’s too much, to live with
Lettin’ yourself off of every hook
Tried every scheme but nothing took
Everyone ends up an enemy
It has nothing to do with Abilene
you called her the bitch from Abilene
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3. |
Feels So Far Away
04:28
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The house has gotten smaller
The trees grew up around us
It’s different when I’m dreamin’
And it feels so far away
Skateboard in the drive way
Thermos in my lunch box
My California seasons
Feel so far away
The cowboys and the steelers
Swimming with the neighbors
Dixie cups and kool aid
Feels so far away
Picnics with my grandma
The palm trees on the next block
Sawdust in the work shop
Feels so far away
I had to cut the branch off
We all have our own blind spots
It’s different when I’m dreamin’
Feels so far away
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The Benefit Of The Doubt
03:29
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Left it in a hurry
The value placed on worry
Anything to scratch that itch
Love it in the moment
Watching while it’s growing
Deserving nothing that you get
Positions in the mirror
Breaking out the fever
Thinking that they love your laugh
Still expecting something
Everything for nothing
I can’t believe you had to ask
Go ahead I’ll help you pack
What you pray for, some kind of trap door
Or anything to bail you out
Stopped listening, there’s no earning
The benefit of the doubt
Didn’t make you wrestle
I guess it never settled
A hold over from Abilene
Watch it like a voyeur
But the blinds been pulled before you
Log into a healthy scene
Better off with mercy
But you’d rather keep it blurry
Passing on a taste for blood
Handed down from lazy
Justify the crazy
Now you’ve found a perfect love
The kind to help you hold your grudge
I guess it’s time for moving on
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You Don't Know Me
03:52
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how you spend your time, where you spend your money
Filling up your heart with something so ugly
Open up the blinds let all of the dark out
It’s better in the light, it’s better if it might count
Polishing your view it’s hangin’ on a new nail
Wanna make it rain so you’re bettin’ on a yard sale
Waste a lot of time running from the taxman
But when you hit it big gonna set yourself a new plan
You gotta push, but I think it’s over
You say it’s close but it’s not any closer
I think you’re scared you just wont own it
Do I love you?
What do you mean?
Should I be askin’?
Do you love me?
You wanna buy a yacht we wanna keep the lights on
I used to bite my tongue not since I took the gloves off
Need to check your words need to check your station
I’ll help you find the door and we’ll call it education
What you’re gonna preach and what you really hope for
Might be fine for some but you really do deserve more
Open up the blinds let some of the light in
Wanna change the plot we know you’ve been playin’
You gotta push, but I think it’s over
You say it’s close but it’s not any closer
I think you’re scared you just wont own it
Do I love you?
What do you mean?
Should I be askin’?
Do you love me?
Should I question
Everything
I know the answer
And you don’t know me
I know the answer
And you don’t know me
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Fire Blight
01:17
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Something New
05:28
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All I will say is good luck
I’ve let go of the broken trust
I don’t to repeat the past
So I’ll make a choice
Toward something new
You claim your mistakes are not your fault
But you’ve taken your eye off the ball
And focused on something so mall
You missed the point
And it passed you by
We’ll never be friends we don’t have to be enemies
It’s changing so much but it wont ruin everything
I’m drawing a line to keep it beyond your reach
It might grow something new
But I guess that’s up to you
All I can say is no thanks
But I hope you can fill up your tank
And you get where you’ve wanted to go
You’ll find the praise
You were hoping for
Every mistake had a hook
Blaming it all on the book
Reading the pages you like
What should be yours
What was denied
We’ll never be friends we don’t have to be enemies
It’s changing so much but it wont ruin everything
I’m drawing a line to keep it beyond your reach
It might grow something new
But I guess that’s up to you
All we have left is goodbye
There’s too much to drag to my side
I look back and know that I tried
I’ll pray for you
Pray for me
Every mistake an excuse
There was nobody coming for you
Nobody taking your share
It’s over now
No one asked me
We’ll never be friends we don’t have to be enemies
It’s changing so much but it wont ruin everything
I’m drawing a line to keep it beyond your reach
It might grow something new
But I guess that’s up to you
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8. |
Monster
04:59
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Read you like a poem
Always wanna hear more
Staring out the window
But I’ll leave it on the front porch
Help me with the wishbone a teacup in a cyclone
Afraid that none of it is true
Can’t keep it from glowing, in spite of what you’re holding
It’s letting all the light shine through,
it’s different when they come for you
Read you like a poem
Memorize what kills me
Waiting for your rescue
I hope I’m still worth saving
Working on a way out a ladder for the let down
Dropping all there was to catch
Tapping on the counter angles for the rounder
Anything that makes you laugh, you love it till it finds a crack
You love it till it answers back
You love it till it sets a trap
And realize it took you off the map
You love it till it stops the ride
Till the family histories collides
You thought that it would save your life
Now you see it’s gonna let you die
Verse 3 – E picking thing
Read it like a poem
One that doesn’t make sense
Not what you intended
But it’s what you ended up with
Choose your own adventure, patches for the puncture
The poem took a different turn
We might have found the exit, it’s leaving if you let it
It’s probably time to sell the hurt, the argument no longer works
But you love it when it makes ‘em squirm
You’ll sell it all day long, your kingdom for a song
Your monsters gonna watch it burn
You’ll love it till it says no way
Till it leaves you with rusty blade
You love the monster that you’ve made
You loved it till it dug your grave
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My Mother
05:21
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My mother
Comes from the valley
Her parents
From further far away
She grew up
with her sister
American bandstand
And singing at church
Different times and different ideas
Inbetween lines, accepting agreeing
The last will be first and first will stop scheming
They’ll to give back what they take
They’ll have to repair what they break
My Mother
Loved her babies
Has always been selfless
And has nothing to prove
My mother
Is even and easy
Bur she never gets to
watch what she wants
Different times and different ideas
Inbetween lines, accepting agreeing
The last will be first and first will stop scheming
They’ll to give back what they take
They’ll have to repair what they break
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Critical Spirit
04:09
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Ride on ahead till your guilt meets your shame
Shuffle the truth let the facts re-arrange
Cause for concern you keep spittin’ it out
Lining ‘em up to keep knocking ‘em down
I’ve paid for your clue but you never jump in
It requires your sweat and you’re not gonna swim
Burning the future all we had to lose
Nothing to offer but something to prove
A link in a chain that once held you in place
Contempt always written all over your face
Critical spirit try holding ‘em down
You’re not gonna like what I’m offering now
You’re not gonna like what I’m offering now
If it was me you’d have something to say
Punishment or the wrong time the wrong place
All of our efforts wasted on you
Nothing to offer but something to prove
He can’t find a coke you can’t pay the rent
Which one is worse it’s the one you’ll defend
The stick or the carrot or the piles of cash
It was only a taste and it’s not coming back
A key to a lock that might open the gate
Excuses and motives that you’d have to change
A critical spirit pulled out of your eyes
I can’t make you happy and I’m not gonna try
I can’t make you happy and I’m not gonna try
A negative man with a pile of stones
Lazy resentment intending to throw
I don’t like the mood, the spite and the blame
It’s thicker than water but I’m changing my name
A verse from a book you don’t understand
You’re calling it love but you can’t do the math
A Critical spirit to keep you on top
You’re not gonna like it but I want it to stop
You’re not gonna like it but I want it to stop
You’re not gonna like it…….and I don’t care
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11. |
Burned Bridge
05:06
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Your arms are tied and your hands are full
It spins too fast you can’t break the pull
You never rest but you never try
Fun house walls on every side
You burnt me down but I’m glad I know
You can’t cross now and you’ll never float
The fires gone out and there’s only smoke
When it seemed to matter most
You killed the light that kept it close
You paint over the ugly shapes
But they still show through they still separate
You throw your words to blow it up
and it might've worked but it's too obvious
You burnt me down but I’m glad I know
You can’t cross now and you’ll never float
The fires gone out and there’s only smoke
When it seemed to matter most
You killed the light that kept it close
I’d cut off my foot if this shoe fit
But that scratch the half of it
A million chances to forget
When and how you might begin
You took the thing that you can’t give
You win and now I am a burned bridge
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Did I get what I wanted
Was I grateful enough
Did I get what I needed
Am I grateful enough
It’s like you always say
A broken clock is right twice each day
But is there grace enough for me
Did you get the right answer
Did you find enough grace
You didn’t ask any questions
Keep 'em in the wrong place
I guess it’s how you cope
How you stay afloat
But is there enough grace for me
You can’t see all the lies
Hiding behind your pride
And there’s not enough grace left for me
There’s never enough grace left for me
There’s never enough grace
You got what you needed
You got what you needed
You got what you wanted
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Steve Tagliere Texas
Former Gingersol, current Junebird and Steve + Mel, singer songwriter. Los Angeles, Houston, Brooklyn, now Fulshear,TX. Makes up songs and sings 'em. Records 'em at home, usually in the middle of the night while the house is quiet and the family sleeps. ... more
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