Edie Brickell Album

Sleepy eyes
It's time to rise
It must be well past afternoon
I know you
Got a wonderful view
I am familiar with the ceiling

But when tomorrow comes
You'll be stepping out that door (x2)

Don't feel bad
The love that you had
Just goes to prove that you are able
I know you
Got a terrible view
I am familiar with the feeling

But when tomorrow comes
You'll be stepping out that door (x2)

Not too far
From where you are
Red leaves are floating in from Sebastian
Everyday
They fall away
Bright green is coming back in fashion

And when tomorrow comes

We like to spy on the neighbors.
They look so happy together.
Funny the power of strangers.
Sometimes I wonder if they got it better.
Green. Have you seen green?
Check out the view from the rooftop.
They've got a horse and a big trampoline.
Running and jumping till they drop.
Down on the ground and they're rolling around in... green.
Have you seen green?
Have you seen green grass?
So green... grass.
So green.
I'd like to be like that.
I'd like to be like that.
I'd like to be moving on a lawn... so green.
I want to laugh the way they laugh.
See all my blues get back up in the sky.
If only we had what they had.
We'd never worry and we'd never cry for... green.
Have you seen green?
Have you seen grass?
So green... grass.
So green.
I'd like to be like that.
I'd like to be like that.

Benny lost faith in a gambling spree.
Had to leave this place -- get away from me.
We'll meet again.
Maybe introduced as friends.
He'll come around in awhile,
but it's so hard to see when the lights go down.
And it's hard to believe when the lights go down.
And you shake in your shoes sitting next to the blues.
'Cause you don't want to lose what you've found.
Then he wants to run but he stands his ground.
Sick of those big boys pushing him around.
Here comes a crowd.
They don't care what it's about.
Somebody's son's going down.
And it's so hard to see when the lights go down.
And it's hard to believe when the lights go down.
All the animals know when the fire is low.
'Cause the wind starts to blow on the ground.
Went away on Sunday.
Had a glass of wine on Monday.
All by yourself in your room.
And it's hard to believe when the lights go down.
And it's so hard to see when the lights go down.
And you shake in your shoes sitting next to the blues.

You don't even have to try
It comes easy for you
The way you move is so appealing
It could make me cry
Go out driving with my friends
In Bobby's big old beat up car
I'm with a lot of people then
I wonder where you are

Good times, bad times, give me some of that
Good times, bad times, give me some of that
Good times, bad times

I don't want to say goodbye
Don't want to walk you to the door
I spend a little time with you
I want a little more

Good times, bad times, give me some of that
Good times, bad times, give me some of that

Stay a while
Stay as long as you can

Alright
I don't mind if I do

Pull up a lawn chair
Take your dreams outside

Alright
I don't mind if I do

Lay low and motor
Motor along

Rest a while
Rest as long
As you need

Alright

Loosen your laces
Let your soles be free

Alright
I don't mind if I do

He left home when she was seventeen
We came back to see her
She was older cold and even mean
Not like we remembered

Out along the old road
Where the Indian Paintbrush grows
She began to cry and said she wanted us to know

There were hard times
When the family was broken
There were hard times
Then she lit up a smoke and said

Gonna open up my umbrella and keep it off of me
It's so easy to go somewhere
But so hard to leave
I move far away and still the memories find me there
When I hear the clock and see the dust come off the chair

There were hard times
I don't wanna remember
There were hard times
And I don't want to see ya

Let the wind and white sheet blow through the room
I can live with the ghosts but not with you
It was never so easy saying goodbye

Sitting at a bus stop
Waiting for euphoria
I've heard so much bad news today
I don't think I can take anymore
Of the hard times
Shadows on the horizon
All the hard times

Lights on the river bridge roll to the water's edge
Filling the harbor with halos
The night was cold and black when they were walking back
He held her hand in the shadows

My favorite
There is so much more to see
Why stay behind
When you could go on with me?

Icicle centuries burst into gentle breeze
Somewhere a curse has been lifted
She turned around in her chair and he touched her hair
And the universe shifted

My favorite
There is so much more to see
Why stay behind
When you could go on with me?

Olivia
Why don't you let your heart come home?
Olivia
Leave those wild young boys alone

Out on the stormy cliff silvery waters lift
High with a wild wind behind them
Vaporous rippling like a drug or a dream
Eyes in the lamplight were shining

My favorite
There is so much more to see
Why stay behind
When you could go off with me?

Olivia
Won't you let your heart come home?
Olivia

In the morning in the bath
Water pouring from the tap
I don't want to go out
Lie back
Relax

Ever lazy never free
What my conscience does to me
Always something I should do
Something I should be

Run around
Put me down if you want to
I can't hear a sound
'Cause I'm not listening to you
I've taken today to be off and away
Unwinding

In the morning in the bath
I'm restoring from the past
The mistakes I made
Never seem to fade away
In a wash of memory
Everything is coming clean

Run around
Put me down if you want to
I can't hear a sound
'Cause I'm not listening to you
I've taken today to be off and away
Call me Freda
Freda day

Going down a busy road
Looking out of my window
In a taxi backseat

I haven't learned to say goodbye
Hello itself is hard enough
It kills to let a good thing die
And I don't want to see it go bad

Picture perfect morning
Just before the dawn
And city lights are dying
Sing in the cathedral
Face in the stained glass is crying

I won't let myself look at you
And see you like I really do
It's hard to believe
That you're really here
So I just pretend that you're not there

Picture perfect morning
Just before the dawn
And city lights are dying
Sing in the cathedral
Face in the stained glass is crying

Picture perfect morning
Just before the dawn
And city lights are dying
Sing in the cathedral
Face in the stained glass is crying

And when my plane flew through the rain
It shook the wings and people screamed
But I was so sure that I'd see you again

The register stood open as the smoke cleared the room
And one man was lying over blood and a broom
The store door was swingin' in a midnight breeze
And another man ran through the dark and the trees

Lost in the moment of what he needs
Lost in the moment of what he needs

He ran past the motel threw his gun in the trash
Looked down through the darkness and counted the cash
The man at the store was trying to stand
Looked up through the white light and reached out his hand

Lost in the moment of what he needs
Lost in the moment of what he needs
Are you there can you hear me
Are you there

The ambulance arrived but it was too late
In the spin of the red lights they covered his face
He had a wife who was waiting watching TV in bed
Wondering why he wasn't home yet
Their baby was sleeping until the telephone rang
He woke and he cried out but nobody came

Lost in the moment of what he needs
Lost in the moment of what he needs
Are you there can you hear me
Are you there

She doesn't know what they'll do now now that he's gone
Try to get over and try to get on
Alone in the backyard a cool afternoon
The tree they planted has started to bloom
She wanted him to see this she wanted him there
She wanted to kiss him and brush back his hair

Lost in the moment of what she needs