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Diana Krall


Background information
Birth name Diana Jean Krall
Born November 16, 1964
Born place Nanaimo, British Columbia, Canada
Genre(s) Jazz
Traditional pop
Years active 1990—present
Label(s) Verve Records
GRP Records
Associated acts Elvis Costello
Website Website



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Diana Krall Album


The Girl In The Other Room (04/27/2004)
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(Mose Allison)

Stop this world, let me off
There's just too many pigs in the same trough
There's too many buzzards sitting on the fence
Stop this world, it's not making sense

Stop this show, hold the phone
Better days this girl has known
Better days so long ago
Hold the phone, won't you stop the show

Well, it seems my little playhouse has fallen down
I think my little ship has run aground
I feel like I'm in the wrong place
My state of mind is a disgrace

Won't you stop this game, deal me out I know too well what it's all about
I know too well that it had to be
Stop this game well it's ruining me

Well I got too smart for my own good
I just don't do the things I know I should
There's bound to be some better way
I just got one thing more to say

And that is
Stop this game, deal me out I know too well what it's all about
I know too well that it had to be

. . .


(music and lyrics by Diana Krall and Elvis Costello)

The girl in the other room
She knows by now
There's something ain't know other fears
Now she wears this thread bare
She sits on the floor
The glass press tight to the wall
She hears murmurs low
The paper is peeling
Her eyes staring straight at the ceiling

Baby be there
Or maybe it's nothing at all
As she draws lipstick smears on the wall

The girl in the other room
She powders her face
And stares hard into her reflection

The girl in the other room
She ???
Adjusting the strap of her gown
She tosses her tresses
Her lover undresses
Turning the last night life down
What's that voice we're hearing
We should be sleeping
Could there be someone who's weeping
Maybe she's there
Maybe there's nothing to see
Just a trace of what used to be
The girl in the other room
She darkens her lash and blushes

. . .


(Tom Waits)

Rusted brandy in a diamond glass
Everything is made from dreams
Time is made from honey slow and sweet
Only the fools know what it means
Temptation, temptation, temptation
Oh, temptation, temptation, I can't resist
Well I know that she is made of smoke
But I've lost my way
He knows that I am broke
But I must play
Temptation, oh temptation, temptation, I can't resist
Dutch pink and Italian blue
He is there waiting for you
My will has disappeared
Now confusion is so clear
Temptation, temptation, temptation
I can't resist
Temptation, temptation, temptation

. . .


(Elvis Costello)

Almost blue
Almost doing things we used to do
There's a boy here and he's almost you
Almost all the things that your eyes once promised
I see in his too
Now your eyes are red from crying
Almost blue
Flirting with this disaster became me
It named me as the fool who only aimed to be
Almost blue
It's almost touching it will almost do
There's a part of me that's always true...always
Not all good things come to an end now it is only a chosen few
I've seen such an unhappy couple
Almost me
Almost you

. . .


(Music by Diana Krall, lyrics by Diana Krall and Elvis Costello)

An invitation came my way
Knowing it's dangerous to follow
That girl in her Sunday suit
Would have forbidden it
But since those days
I've changed my address

I sit alone and drink it in
Practicing blowing up smoke rings
I learned of the sadness
The beauty and bitterness
But since those days
I've changed everything

And sometimes they would light it up
I ran my hands down silent keys
For secrets like these
And ever since
They turn up on my fingerprints

I'm driving back across the bridge
Red light is hitting the rear view
And he'll wonder whether
Blonde hair cascades on black leather
Since then I've changed my address

Accessory after the fact
I walked back in where I started
The bar plays the sports news
To drown out the old ghosts that I knew
Oh well, I've changed my address

And as I departed
I only took what I needed

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(Smither)

The men that I've been seeing
Tthey got their soul up on a shelf
You know they could never love me
When they can't even love themselves

And I want someone to love me
Someone who really understands
Who won't put himself above me
Who just love me like a man

I never seen such losers darling
Even though I tried
To find a man who can take me home instead of
Taking me for a ride
And I need someone to love me
Darling I know you can't
Don't you put yourself above me
You just love me like a man

They all want me to rock them
Like my back ain't got no bone
I want a man to rock me
Like my backbone was his own

Darling I know you can't
Believe it when I tell you
You can love me like a man

Came home sad and lonely
I feel like I wanna cry
Want a man to hold me
Not some fool who ask me why
And I need someone to love me
Baby you can't
Don't you put yourself above me

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(Herzog)

I'm pulling through and it's because of you
When I was stranded came your helping hand
Lonely, hurt I had not known which way to turn
'Til you said, "Try smiles, not tears, just laugh and learn"

I'm pulling trough and it's because of you
You made me see how lovely life could be
Lifted up my heart and made me count the cost
To find I'd gained, not lost

When I thought that hope was really gone
You showed me I was wrong
And you taught me how to carry on
Thanks for the lift in time and thanks for your song

I'm pulling trough and it's because of you
I'd do the same for you if your turn came
Hope it never will
For I've been though the mill
I won't get this debt
I'm pulling trough

When I thought that hope was really gone
You showed me I was wrong
And you taught me how to carry on
Thanks for the lift in time and thanks for your song

I'm pulling trough and it's because of you
I'd do the same for you if your turn came
Hope it never will
For I've been though the mill
I won't get this debt

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(Joni Mitchell)

There's a crow flying
Dark and ragged
Tree to tree
He's black as the highway that's leading me
Now he's diving down
To pick up on something shiny
I feel like that black crow
Flying
In a blue sky

I took a ferry to the highway
Then I drove to a pontoon plane
I took a plane to a taxi
And a taxi to a train
I've been traveling so long
How am I ever going to know my home
When I see it again
I'm like a black crow flying
In a blue, blue sky

In search of love and music
My whole life has been
Illumination
Corruption
Diving, diving, diving, diving.
Diving down to pick up on every shiny thing
Just like that black crow flying
In a blue sky

I looked at the morning
After being up all night
I looked at my haggard face in the bathroom light
I looked out the window
And I saw that ragged soul take flight
I saw a back crow flying
In a blue sky
Oh I'm like a black crow flying

. . .


(music by Diana Krall, lyrics by Diana Krall and Elvis Costello)

Narrow daylight entered my room
Shining hours were brief
Winter is over
Summer is near
Are we stronger than we believe?

I walked through halls of reputation
Among the infamous too
As the camera clings to the common thread
Beyond all vanity
Into a gaze to shoot you through

Is the kindness we count upon
Hidden in everyone?

I stepped out in a sunlit grove
Although deep down I wished it would rain
Washing away all the sadness and tears
That will never fall so heavily again

Is the kindness we count upon
Is hidden in everyone

I stood there in the salt spray air
Felt wind sweeping over my face
I ran up through the rocks to the old
wooden cross
It's a place where I can find some peace

Narrow daylight entered my room
Shining hours were brief
Winter is over
Summer is near

. . .


(music by Diana Krall, lyrics by Elvis Costello)

The glitter on a paint and plaster face
Is covering desire and disgrace
We could be lovers
But no one suspects at all
Once you're inside that costume ball

And now I'm sitting here before the mirror
I have the skill still to disguise my tears
Then as the magic starts to fade
I find myself abandoning the masquerade

Even though you're suffering
You try to hide it
And pretend you're so nonchalant
You can cry a pool of tears
And sit beside it
Then perhaps you'll know what you want

I hope you never feel this much despair
Or know the meaning of that empty chair
As the illusions that we made all fall away

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(music by Diana Krall, lyrics by Diana Krall and Elvis Costello)

I looked down at a sparkling band
And only saw my Mother's hand
The things I've earned
They never came too cheap
But then the likeness only goes so deep

As clouds approach the facing shore
And although two pairs of shoes sit by the door
I can't pretend I don't descend
I know I should be joyful now
But time means nothing
Only the love you gave to me can save me
I think she knew

I raise my voice
And shake the walls
But if I chance to cry at all
I hope you hear me now
I'm coming through

I looked down at a twist of lace
And only saw my Father's face
The things we shared
Have hurt us both so much sometimes

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(music by Diana Krall, lyrics by Diana Krall and Elvis Costello)

the fading scent of summertime
arbutus trees and firs
the glistening of rain-soaked moss
going to the dairy queen at dusk
down narrow roads
in autumn light

the salt air and the sawmills
and the bars are full of songs and tears
to the passing of the tugboats
and people with their big ideas

I just get home and then I leave again
it's long ago and far away
now we're skimming stones and
exchanging rings
and scattering and sailing from departure bay

the house was bare of Christmas lights
it came down hard that year
outside in our overcoats
drinking down to the bitter end
trying to make things right
like my mother did

last year we were laughing
we sang in church so beautifully
now her perfume's on the bathroom counter
and I'm sitting in the back pew crying

I just get home and then I leave again
it's long ago and far away
now we're skimming stones and
exchanging rings
and scattering and sailing from departure bay

a song plays on the gramophone
and thoughts turn back to life
we took the long way to get back
like driving over the malahat
now a seaplane drones and time has flown

I won't miss all the glamour
while my heart is beating and the lilacs bloom
but who knew when I started
that Id find a love and bring him home

just get me there and one we will stay
a long time off and far away
now we're skimming stones and
exchanging rings

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