1. |
Black Rose
02:58
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Cry, baby, cry
Over my garden
You know you grow your own
Lay, lady, lay
Under my bed
You know I'll grow my own
Don't let him know
Don't let it show
You reap what you sow
Take this black rose
Stay, lady, stay
Cross my back door
You know you grow your own
Pray, baby, pray
Over our sins
And oh, we'll grow our own
Don't let him know
Don't let it show
You reap what you sow
Take this black rose
Pull, baby, pull
Plant your good deeds
And oh, you grow your own
And crawl, baby, crawl
And fall on your knees
And oh, I'll grow my own
Don't let him know
Don't let it show
You reap what you sow
Take this black rose
My black rose
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2. |
Devil's Flesh & Bones
03:45
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There you saw a dirty one, dirty one
Thought you caught a curly one, curly one
Devil's flesh and bones
Catch him if you can
Big boy blue- he ran away, ran away
Find him on a brighter day, brighter day
Leave it on the line
And then he'll understand
When all is left to you
No one coming through
Oh, what's a girl to do?
If the will demands
A sudden change of plan
You catch him if you can
Feel your heart freeze over
Feel your cold steel soldier
Leave him out to dry
And find another man
You try to bring it back- you don't
You try to find a snag- you won't
We're all flesh and bones
So catch me if you can
When all is left to you
No one coming through
Oh, what's a girl to do?
If the will demands
A sudden change of plan
You catch him if you can
You try to bring it back- you don't
You try to find a snag- you won't
We're all flesh and bones
So catch me if you can
When all is left to you
No one coming through
Oh, what's a girl to do?
If the will demands
A sudden change of plan
You catch him if you can
When all is left to you
No one coming through
Oh, what's a girl to do?
If the will demands
A sudden change of plan
You catch him if you can
You catch him if you can
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3. |
Over Cold Shoulders
03:56
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Over and over
Look over your shoulder
At all of the soot on the ground
Oh, it's been falling down
From the moment you got into town
You're older, you're bolder
You've never been colder
You come in here looking for more
And oh, you take all you can fit in your arms
When you walk out the door
You didn't even see it coming
You know you should've seen it coming
You might have even seen it coming
You could have would have seen it all
Could have would have had it all
Father, oh father
Your sons and your daughters
They'll learn how to stand on their own
Oh, when a slap on the left
And a kick to the right's all they know
Daily, or daily
But then again maybe
You'll learn how to love what you have
Oh, if you'll find there is more to the scheme
Than to give or to grab
You didn't even see it coming
You know you should've seen it coming
You might have even seen it coming
You could have would have seen it all
Couldn't wouldn't shouldn't have to crawl
So shoulder, grow older
Don't ever grow colder
And time will bring love to your side
Oh, if you choose to refuse to sit tight while she passes you by
And maybe, just maybe
She'll take you there safely
No more of your running around
And over and over by nightfall
You'll dance in the soot on the ground
You didn't even see it coming
You know you should've seen it coming
You might have even seen it coming
You could have would have seen it all
Could have would have had it all
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4. |
Through An Aquarium
04:09
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"Good luck", said the nightmare
So pretty but I already have
A house with a top hat and coatrack
Well, your hand's on his shoulder
You never did have feelings
And oh, you'd best get along
You'd better run
Her heart's got a picture frame
I guess you fit quite nicely
Although she's hardly young enough for you
Don't get any older
You'll never get to feel this again
And oh, you get along
You'd better run
Girl, you never run away from boys who always get away
Girl, you'd better run away from boys who always steal away
"Good luck", said the nightmare
So pretty but I already have
A house with a top hat and coatrack
Well, your hand's on his shoulder
You never did have feelings, did you?
And oh, you'd best get along
Said oh, you'd best get along
You'd best get along
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5. |
Cinnamon Bone
03:10
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Crawling flat on broken glass
To you, to you, to you
Scratch it up and turn
Catch a fire and burn
For you, for you, for you
Couldn't love you more
See your face, for sure
I do, I do, I do
Try to behave, but it's all the same
To you, to you, to you
Cinnamon bone, cinnamon bone
Pin a name on the wall
And take your time
Waste your time on me
Hear the greater call come to break and fall
On you, on you, on you
Make a twisted face, walk a lighter way
For you, for you, for you
Get a loaded gun, take a hit and run
From you, from you, from you
Find another son, one day be done
With you, with you, with you
Cinnamon bone, cinnamon bone
Pin a name on the wall
And take your time
Waste your time on
Cinnamon bone, cinnamon bone
Lovely days have
Come and gone
So take your time
Waste your time on me
Crawling flat on broken glass
To you
To you
To you
For you
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6. |
O, You Sinners
03:23
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Seek you, see through
Calling for thee
You're wanted now
Go take a bow
Your stepping stone fell underground
I'll crawl 'round, drop down
Writhing for thee, singing
Hear me out-
O, you sinners
Cry aloud and bless us
O, you saints
Wide blue, high tomb
Lying for thee
Where did you go?
What did you know?
Such easy fears and curly toes, oh
Heartbeat, hard feat
Trying for thee, singing
Hear me out
O, you sinners
Cry aloud and bless us
O, you saints
Will you stay, will you stay
Will you go?
Will you stay
Will you stay, stay, stay
Will you go?
Holy, holy- coming for thee
My bleeding tears will shoot it down
Without a word
Without a sound
So un-die, undead
Rising for me
Hear me, hold me
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7. |
Pretty Little Head
03:50
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Hook, line & sinker- drop it down to the bottom
Butterfly float, flicker, soar to the top
Kill for the thrill- cut it, stick it where you got him
Circle rolling under, running red to the stop
Boy, where's your mother? Fall down dead
Dirty mind, dirty mouth, pretty little head
I wish you were here, I wish you'd make my bed
Dirty mind, dirty mouth, pretty little head
Sister, bring it hither, push it down below
Catch yourself a looker, let him go go go
Wanna have your baby, but I'm so so slow
Well, don't you worry, honey, 'cos I can't say no
Boy, where's your mother? Fall down dead
Dirty mind, dirty mouth, pretty little head
I wish you were here, I wish you'd make my bed
Dirty mind, dirty mouth, pretty little head
Take a breath, my heart, and hold your tongue
It's just a cog in the year of all my love
Well, take a breath, my heart, and hold your tongue
It's just a cog in the year of all my love
All my love
Boy, where's your mother? Fall down dead
Dirty mind, dirty mouth, pretty little head
I wish you were here, I wish you'd make my bed
Dirty mind, dirty mouth, pretty little head
Boy, where's your mother? Fall down dead
Dirty mind, dirty mouth, pretty little head
I wish you were here, I wish you'd make my bed
Dirty mind, dirty mouth, pretty little head
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Start with goodbye, stop with hello
Catching our breath out in the cold
Lover on fire, thrown in the mire
Scandalous man, name me your plan
We'll start with goodbye, stop with hello
Never a hand hardly to hold
Big city sway, move with the day
Wanting it bad, ever-returning
Home
Start with goodbye, stop with hello
Finishing fast, order so slow
Chasm of mind, child in the mine
Cavernous eyes- what's your design?
We'll start with goodbye, stop with hello
Breaking my heart cracking your code
Down in her lap, sat on her knee
Quivering tongue, flicker with unnamed
Love
Ruing the moons when you were mine
And I stood face-first, clutching my coat
But your house on the hills has got in the way
And it seems to me we've run out of words
And I'm ruing the moons when you were mine
And I stood face-first, clutching my coat
But your house on the hills has got in the way
And it seems to me we've run out of words to
Say
We say
We love
We say we love
Start with goodbye, stop with hello
Catching our breath out in the cold
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9. |
White Words
03:14
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White winds blow, drifting over the inside
Cold breath flow- chill a soul on the outside
Will it slow- turn your head til it feels right
Lay it low- turn back on our heart fight
Black fog slow- crawling over the hillside
Cold words go, calling under the outside
Slain for no falling down on the inside
Lay me low- turn your back on our heart fight
Warm will glow- burn a hand on your frost bite
Down down down- make a deal with the daylight
Satellite love- hover over our hot night
Dead bones know- carry them til you feel fine
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10. |
Coming Up Roses
05:17
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Lover of mine, hand over the key
The teeth have all long been gone
And darling divine, you're cutting my bones
With words you won't say, hands you don't hold
Better the last time, sweeter than this time
See that you're older still
What turned you around, pushing you down?
My lips are in bloom fighting your frown
Tell me your secrets, I'll ask you no questions
Braving your mountaintop
When I'm around you, when I'm allowed to
Taking my chances, I'd make a fortune
I'll love you, I'll love you- the darkest part of you
Write you the sweetest song
Drop down from the ledges, hand over defenses
I'm longing to see you through white picket fences
If God kept his promise, I'd tiptoe through tulips
Gather your moss again
Jump over your hedges, stand under your branches
We're coming up roses
Coming up roses indeed
Is patience a virtue, or waiting what fools do?
Mama would never tell
But this onward drive home- it's cutting my bones
With kisses of stone from a heart made of gold
Return to the last time, sweeter than this time
Tugging against my will
To dive under your dock, swim in your pond
Knowing the water will carry you on
If God kept his promise, I'd tiptoe through tulips
Gather your moss again
Jump over your hedges, swing on your branches
We're coming up roses
Coming up roses
If God kept his promise, I'd tiptoe through tulips
Gather your moss again
Jump over your hedges, swing on your branches
We're coming up roses
Coming up roses indeed
We're coming up roses indeed
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11. |
Into My Arms
04:24
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Eliza Rickman Los Angeles, California
Singer, writer, multi-instrumentalist, vintage dress hoarder, glamorous dork and cat lady extraordinaire.
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