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Between Me and the Sun
05:03
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Found my vista
Found my light in your eyes
Every morning
Just you, me, and the skies
But now I'm coming up empty
Fumbling my steps
Wondering if maybe
You knew how dark it would get
And you used to leave a light on
For me, my love
But now you're gone
Sometimes I'm high and I forget
How hard I fall when the sun sets
Oh and I blame it on the hills
Oh, I blame it on the hills in this town
On the hills in this town
Now I'm lower
Reluctant feet back on the ground
Moving slower
Guessing movement by the sound
You used to leave a light on
For me, my love
But now you're gone
Sometimes I'm high and I forget
How hard I fall when the sun sets
Oh and I blame it on the hills
Oh, I blame it on the hills in this town
On the hills in this town
There's something between me and the sun
I stumble through my shadows and run
We said goodbye
Now what have I done?
Was there always something?
Something between me and the sun
I stumble through my shadows and run
We said goodbye
They say, "What have you done?"
Was there always something?
Something between me and the sun?
You used to leave a light on
For me, my love
But now you're gone
Sometimes I'm high and I forget
How hard I fall
You used to leave a light on
For me, my love
But now you're gone
Sometimes I'm high and I recall
That in the light, I have it all
Oh and I blame it on the hills
Oh, I blame it on the hills in this town
Oh and I blame it on
I blame it on
I blame it all
On the hills in this town
Alone on the hill
Staring up
Nothing stands
Between me and the sun
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2. |
Rings
03:05
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I've got rings on all my fingers
And tattoos on my feet
I'm finding dreams that long have left me
Back in the space where he used to sleep
Fifty cents worth of sensibility
And I'll buy myself a beer
I find romance in my loneliness
I find wisdom in my years
Count my rings
Oh, I count my rings
Count my rings
(Rings on all my fingers)
Count my rings
(Rings on all my fingers)
Oh, I count my rings
I've got rings on all my fingers
And good luck on my palms
I'm met with boundless generosity
And new ways to stay calm
They say, "A penny for your thoughts"
Hand me sand dollars and dimes
I stopped listening to love songs
I learn new words all the time
Count my rings
Oh, I count my rings
Count my rings
(Rings on all my fingers)
Count my rings
(Rings on all my fingers)
Oh, I count my rings
Rings on all my fingers
I've got rings on all my fingers
Rings on all my fingers
On all my fingers
Rings on all my fingers
And new songs on my lips
I wore my shoes out trying to find him
Got them resoled
Now they fit
I'm ready for some walking
On my own, I just might run
I'm not singing by myself, oh no
I'm singing to the sun
Count my rings
Oh, I count my rings
Count my rings
(Rings on all my fingers)
Count my rings
(Rings on all my fingers)
Count my rings
(Rings on all my fingers)
Count my rings
(Rings on all my fingers)
Oh, I count my rings
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3. |
Best Supporting Actress
03:04
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I am honored to be standing here
Accepting this award
I wore the costumes
Kissed the man
And I convinced the world
Wanna thank The Academy and Jesus
And my fans whom I adore
I am the Best Supporting Actress
Or so I've been assured
I am the Best Supporting Actress
On this side of the door
I am the lover of few lines
Without her own identity
I did as I was told
They filmed and put me on a screen
They sold tickets with my shame
And they made millions off of me
I am the Best Supporting Actress
Or so they want me to believe
I am the Best Supporting Actress
On this side of the dream
You can see it in my closeups
There's a longing in my soul
Producers saw my hunger
Fed me lies and birth control
They put manufactured womanhood
Up on a pedestal
I am the Best Supporting Actress
Stuck in these hollow roles
I am the Best Supporting Actress
And I love a good scandal
Why do you people always hate me
At these red-carpet premieres
Congratulate my characters
And dare me to disappear
Well, I hate how I've been treated
And I'm ending my career
I am the Best Supporting Actress
And I'm sick of insincere
I win Best Supporting Actress
Every goddamn year
And no amount of practice
Makes it honest
And the fact is
I'm the Best Supporting Actress
The world has ever seen
I am the Best Supporting Actress
In this dirty contract scheme
I am the Best Supporting Actress
Destroying the machine
The Best Supporting Actress
Now feature's starring me
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4. |
Roses
03:13
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I look out my window
And watch the snowfall turn to rain
And I look for the moment
When I'll hold your hand again
From behind my piano
In the days that you've been gone
I hear whispers through the thorns
Of when to bloom and for how long
Will the roses bloom a second round for you?
Will the roses bloom a second round for you?
People say they won't
But I know better than to hold on
I look out my window
And watch the sunrise turn to day
And I look for the moment
When I'll catch hold of your name
From behind my kitchen table
In the time you've been away
I hear sunlight coax her petals
But can't convince them all to stay
Will the roses bloom a second round for you?
Will the roses bloom a second round for you?
People say they never do
But they have never heard
All that the roses say about you
Now just outside my window
The lilacs waltz and twirl
And the marigolds turn to butterscotch
My tears to strings of pearls
The willows all invite me out
The lilies sing and hum
My life's alight in wonder
While my world is all undone
But the roses
Look, the roses
All for you
Yes the roses bloomed a second round
All for you
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5. |
Sunday
02:14
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I don't need sugar
Oh, no, no
I don't need sugar
And I don't need tomorrow
When it's forever Sunday
Sunday, Sunday
She's sweet like Sunday
Sunday, Sunday
She's sweet like Sunday
Sunday, Sunday
Sunday
Sunday
She said
Baby, you can sleep as long as you like
Feeling lazy, but it looks good on you
Looks like it fits you just right
Oh Sunday
Sunday, Sunday
She's sweet like Sunday
Sunday, Sunday
She's sweet like Sunday
Sunday, Sunday
Sunday
Sunday
Sunday
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6. |
Love From Chicago
04:29
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The wind blows off the lake
It chills your bones
Veins of velvet undergo a change
Like girls born in October
Anchored on the cusp of good old days
I find it strange
You didn't fall in love
With women from all over
Do you get enough moonlight
In your big city
Or do you fight over
The pull back to our hometown
Grateful you're not on your own now
Do you get enough moonlight
In your big city
Or do my memories stare you down
Were we in love long ago?
Are you someone I still know?
He signs his letters
Love
Love From Chicago
Correspondence never was your strength
I hear you're going to great lengths
To write new stories
All your own
You ask if I remember her
You're acting like a prisoner
It's all there in your signature
Do you get enough sunlight
Between the skyscrapers' reminders of
The heights to which you both aspire
Her heights you always did admire
Are you proud of how you've grown up
Gone away just to come home
And back for her
Were we strangers in our day?
Was I standing in your way?
What's that valediction say?
He signs his letters
Love
Love From Chicago
He signs his letters
Love
Love From Chicago
Have you loved her all this time?
Were you ever even mine?
Love From Chicago
So you can keep your love
Love From Chicago
Go on
Keep your love
From Chicago
Still signing letters
Love
Love From Chicago
Love
Love from Chicago
Love From Chicago
You can keep your love
Love From Chicago
Love From Chicago
You can keep your love
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I don't remember what we fought about
Hope I'm remembering what's true
I don't remember any trace of doubt
I just remember loving you
We were children when we said goodbye
We were children when we met
With every kiss we felt the vastness of our lives
I think that's something you forget
Your new lover was a friend of mine
But young girls grow up and apart
Your affections were too bold to hide
And I knew you loved her from the start
And when I think of you together now
A bitter feeling fades away
She is your echo of eternity
And I hope you marry her someday
But I will write
Songs about our love until the day I die
And when I die
I will sing like I have lived a thousand lives
And I will find you somewhere
In these melodies
The first of many sacred loves to come to me
And someday when you hear this song of mine
And you sift through our memories
When you see again the creek and fireflies
Our hometown through hazel eyes
Hope you remember what I see
Hope you remember honestly
Hope you remember
I hope you remember loving me
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8. |
Sweet Anna
02:48
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View through bluest eyes
In the spotlight center stage
Surely cannot hold a candle to
The view from Heaven's gates
I regret again
I missed just when
The lights began to fade
Sweet Anna's got the best seat in the house
Tonight she's in the balcony
A box seat shared with God
Where she watches and she listens
For her moments to applaud
Actors train to hide their secrets
But she's free from old facades
Sweet Anna's got the best seat in the house
And I'm not jealous
I'm not angry
But it's not what she deserves
Sweet Anna's got the best seat in the house
From the seat of the designer
Is how it's all meant to be seen
Maybe she still hears the echoes
Of the glorious "Let There Be"
Let there be lights
And sets and costumes
And Shakespeare's poetry
Sweet Anna's got the best seat in the house
And I'm not jealous
I'm not angry
But it's not what she deserves
I've not stayed weeping since they told me
I am steeping in the hurt
Don't call me mad
Or apathetic
I am reaching for the words
Sweet Anna's got the best seat in the house
Sweet Anna's got the best seat in the house
Sweet Anna
Desperate voices throw me blame
Sweet Anna
I'll sing to honor all your pain
Sweet Anna
I lay it down
But I still feel it in your name
I regret again
I missed just when
The lights began to fade
Sweet Anna
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Grace Leckey Queens, New York
the studio sessions, the live sessions, the rehearsal tapes, and the lofi early sketches for the inner circle
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