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Words and Music: Amy Ray
I'm harboring a fugitive a defector of a kind
And she lives in my soul and drinks of my wine
And I'd give my last breath to keep us alive
Are they coming for us with cameras or guns
We don't know which, but we gotta run
And you say this is not what I bargained for
So hide yourself for me
All for me
We swore to ourselves we'd go to the end of the world
But I got caught up in the whirl and the twirl of it all
A day in the sun dancing alone
Baby, I'm so sorry
Now it's coming to you the lessons I've learned
Won't do you any good cause you've got to get burned
The curse and the blessing they're one and the same
Baby it's all such a treacherous gain
Hide yourself for me
I said hide yourself for me
All for me
I stood without clothes and danced in the sand
I was aching with freedom and kissing the damned
I said remember this as how it should be
Baby, I said, it's all in our hands
Got to learn to respect what we don't understand
We are fortunate ones, fortunate ones, I swear
Hide yourself for me
I will hide myself for you
All for you, all for you (I will hide myself for you)
I will hide myself for you
All for you
I stood without clothes I danced in the sand
I was aching with freedom I was kissing the damned
I said remember this as how it should
Be
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Words and Music: Emily Saliers
I sit two stories above the street
It's awful quiet here since love fell asleep
There's life down below me though the kids are walking home from school
So long ago when we were taught
That for whatever kind of puzzle you got
You just stick the right formula in a solution for every fool
I remember the time when I came so close to you
Sent me skipping my class and running from school
And I bought you that ring cause I never was cool
What makes me think I can start clean-slated?
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
So I just sit up in the house and resist
And not be seen until I cease to exist
A kind of conscientious objection a kind of dodging the draft
Boy and girl are holding hands in the street
And I don't want to but I'll think you just wait
It's more than just eye to eye learn things I could never apply
I remember the time I came so close with you
I let everything go it seemed the only truth
And I bought you that ring it seemed the thing to do
What makes me think I can start clean-slated?
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
What makes me think I can start clean-slated?
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
Oh I'm just a mirror of a mirror of myself
All the things I do
And the next time I fall I'm going to have to recall
It isn't love it's only something new
I sit two stories above the street
It's awful quiet here since love fell asleep
There's life down below me though the kids are walking home from school
I remember the time I came so close to you
Sent me skipping my class and running from school
And I bought you that ring cause I never was cool
What makes me think I can start clean-slated?
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
What makes me think I can start clean-slated?
The hardest to learn was the least complicated
Na na na na na na na (least complicated)
Na na na na na na na (least complicated)
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
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Words and Music: Emily Saliers
I don't know if it was real or in a dream
Lately waking up I'm not sure where I've been
There was a table set for six and five were there
I stood outside and kept my eyes upon that empty chair
And there was steam on the windows from the kitchen
Laughter like a language I once spoke with ease
But I'm made mute by the virtue of decision
And I choose most of your life goes on without me
Oh the fear I've known
That I might reap the praise of strangers and end up on my own
All I've sown was a song
But maybe I was wrong
I said to you the one gift which I'd adore
The package of the next 10 years unfolding
But you told me if I had my way I'd be bored (I'd be bored)
Right then I knew I loved you best born of your scolding
When we last talked we were lying on our backs (lying on our backs)
Looking at the sky through the ceiling (looking at the sky, looking through the
ceiling)
I used to lie like that alone out on the driveway
Trying to read the Greek upon the stars
The alphabet of feeling
Oh I knew back then
It was a calling that said if joy then pain
The sound of the voice these years later
Is still the same
I am alone in a hotel room tonight
I squeeze the sky out but there's not a star appears
Begin my studies with this paper and this pencil
And I'm working through the grammar of my fears
Oh mercy (mercy) what I won't give
To have the things that mean the most not to mean the things I miss
Unforgiving the choice still is
The language or the kiss
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Words and Music: Amy Ray
I had guards like watchdogs, dogs in a manger
I could feel the protection, possession and anger
I drove out of there with no one behind me
Feeling funny and free
All you pretty pretenders, negligent vendors
Aren't you precious inside?
I have no need for anger with intimate strangers
I got nothing to hide
I laughed as I said it this is my situation
It's not pictures or privilege it's just self-preservation
I don't want you to feel any obligation
Feels so funny to be free
All you pretty pretenders, negligent vendors
Aren't you precious inside
I have no need for anger with intimate strangers
I got nothing to hide
Amy:
I remember you
When we were shiny and new now you guard your faith
Temper your speed
It feels so funny to be free
Emily:
We act empty and innocent but we are fueled by distortions
Of lives led in discontent trading misfortunes
Cause faith is one thing that is hard to deliver
It feels so funny to be free
All you pretty pretenders, negligent vendors
Aren't you precious inside
I have no need for anger with intimate strangers
I got nothing to hide
I got nothing to hide
All of us, all of us, all of us, all of us
Pretty pretenders, negligent vendors
Aren't we precious inside
I have no need for anger with intimate strangers
I got nothing to hide
I got nothing to hide
I had guards like watchdogs, dogs in a manger
(I remember you)
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Words and Music: Emily Saliers
Now the parking lot is empty
Everyone's gone someplace
I pick you up and in the trunk I've packed
A cooler and a two-day suitcase
Cause there's a place we like to drive
Way out in the country
Five miles out of the city limit we're singing
And your hand's upon my knee
So we're okay, we're fine
Baby I'm here to stop your crying
Chase all the ghosts from your head
I'm stronger than the monster beneath your bed
Smarter than the tricks played on your heart
We'll look at them together then we'll take them apart
Adding up the total of a love that's true
Multiply life by the power of two
You know the things I'm afraid of
I'm not afraid to tell
And if we ever leave a legacy
It's that we loved each other well
Cause I've seen the shadows of so many people
Trying on the treasures of youth
But a road that's fancy and fast ends in a fatal crash
And I'm glad we got off to tell you the truth
Cause we're okay, we're fine
Baby I'm here to stop your crying
Chase all the ghosts from your head
I'm stronger than the monster beneath your bed
Smarter than the tricks played on your heart
We'll look at them together then we'll take them apart
Adding up the total of a love that's true
Multiply life by the power of two
Emily:
All the shiny little trinkets of temptation
Something new instead of something old
All you gotta do is scratch beneath the surface
And it's fool's gold
Fool's gold
Fool's gold
Amy:
Make new friends but
Keep the old
But remember
What is gold
What is gold
What is gold
Now we're talking bout a difficult thing
And your eyes are getting wet
I tookus for better and I took us for worse
Now don't you ever forget
Now the steel bars between me and a promise
Suddenly bend with ease
And the closer I'm bound in love to you
The closer I am to free
So we're okay, we're fine
Baby I'm here to stop your crying
Chase all the ghosts from your head
I'm stronger than a monster beneath your bed
I'm smarter than the tricks played on your heart
We'll look at them together then we'll take them apart
Adding up the totals of a love that's true
Multiply life by the power of two
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Words and Music: Amy Ray
I'm waking from a dream
The neighborhood is green
All the sounds I've missed all the years
Come down to wedding, death, and fear
All I've heard has been in vain
Like water on a stain
Touch me I'm so beautiful
Rub your hands across my head just like this
Come with me now
It's not worth it if you don't
Are you hiding
I am hiding
Cypress moon I'm bald in June
Like granite in a stream
Swamp Ophelia I'm torn down
Let your waters let me drown
Touch me I'm so beautiful
Rub your hands across my head just like this
Come with me now
It's not worth it if you don't
Are you crying
I am crying
Jump, jump, jump so high
Watch me let you down
If I stumble I will stumble
If I fall I will fall
I'm trying to hold it like rain in a river
Everything is getting bigger,
Better this won't last forever
Touch me fall
Touch me fall
Jump, jump, jump so high
Watch me let you down
If I stumble I will stumble
If I fall I will fall
I'm trying to hold it like rain in a river
Everything is getting bigger,
Better this won't last forever
Touch me fall
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Words and Music: Emily Saliers
The thin horizon of a plan is almost clear
My friends and I have had a tough time
Bruising our brains hard up against change
All the old dogs and the magician
Now I see we're in the boat in two by twos
Only the heart that we have for a tool we could use
And the very close quarters are hard to get used to
Love weighs the hull down with its weight
But the wood is tired and the wood is old
And we'll make it fine if the weather holds
But if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
That's where I need to go
No way construction of this tricky plan
Was built by other than a greater hand
With a love that passes all out understanding
Watching closely over the journey
Yeah
But what it takes to cross the great divide
Seems more than all the courage I can muster up inside
Although we get to have some answers when we reach the other side
The prize is always worth the rocky ride
But the wood is tired and the wood is old
And we'll make it fine if the weather holds
But if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
That's where I need to go
Sometimes I ask to sneak a closer look
Skip to the final chapter of the book
And then maybe steer us clear from some of the pain it took
To get us where we are this far, yeah
But the question drowns in it's futility
And even I have got to laugh at me
No one gets to miss the storm of what will be
Just hold on for the ride
But the wood is tired and the wood is old
And we'll make it fine if the weather holds
But if the weather holds we'll have missed the point
That's where I need to go
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Words and Music: Emily Saliers
Each time you'd pull down the driveway
I wasn't sure when I would see you again
Cause yours was a twisted blind sided highway
No matter which road you took then
Oh you set up your place in my thoughts
Moved in and made my thinking crowded
Now we're out in the back with the barking dogs
My heart the red sun, your heart the moon clouded
I could go crazy on a night like tonight
When summer's beginning to give up her fight
And every thought's a possibility
And the voices are heard but nothing is seen
Why do you spend this time with me
Maybe an equal mystery
So what is love then is it dictated or chosen (handed down and made by hand)
Does it sing like the hymns of a thousand years
Or is it just pop emotion (handed down and made by hand)
And if it ever was there and it left
Does it mean it was never true
And to exist it must elude
Is that why I think these things of you?
I could go crazy on a night like tonight
When summer's beginning to give up her fight
And every thought's a possiblility
And the voices are heard but nothing is seen
Why do you spend this time with me
Maybe an equal mystery
But you like the taste of danger
It shines like sugar on your lips
And you like to stand in the line of fire
Just to show you can shoot straight from your hip
There must be a thousand things you would die for
I can hardly think of two
But not everything is better spoken aloud
Not when I'm talking to you
Oh the pirate gets the ship and the girl tonight
Breaks a bottle to Christen her
Basking in the exploits of her thief
She's a very good listener
Maybe that's all that we need is to meet in the middle of impossibility
We're standing at opposite poles equal partners in a mystery
We're standing at opposite poles equal partners in a mystery
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Words and Music: Amy Ray
We were down at Dead Man's Hill
Smoking vines like cigarettes
Looking through the trashy mags
Trying to feel what's coming next
You told me of crashing cars,
Older brothers and late night bars
I told you what I feel most
And you kept it like a ghost
Forever
Don't you write it down
Remember this in your head
Don't take a picture
Remember this in your heart
Don't leave a message
Talk to me face to face
Talk to me face to face
Lying on the bright blue jumping mats
Dinner bell is ringing
Barking dogs and model planes
And the sound of passing trains
We watch for bonfires in the sky
On the beach in July
Spin the bottle steal the kiss
Postcards to the one I miss
Forever
The one I miss forever
Don't you write it down
Remember this in your head
Don't take a picture
Remember this in your heart
I'll leave a message
When everything comes apart (talk to me face to face) (talk to me face to face)
I'll leave a message
When everything comes apart
I remember cats of fire
Gasoline and burning spirals
Standing underneath the night
Fighting back with all my might
Empty cans and charred remains
Find them in the heat of day
On the top of Dead Man's Hill
This is what I know of shame
Forever
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Words and Music: Emily Saliers
Fare thee well my bright star
I watched your tailights blaze into nothingness
But you were long gone before I ever got to you
Before you blazed past this address
And now I think of having loved and having lost
But never know what it feel like to never love
Who can say what's better when my heart's become the cost
A mere token of a brighter jewel sent from above
Fare thee well my bright star
The vanity of youth the color of your eyes
And maybe if I'd fanned the blazing fire of your day-to-day
Or if I'd been older, I'd been wise
Too thick the heat of those long summer evenings
For a cool evening I began to yearn
But you could only feed upon the things which feed a fire
Waiting to see if I would burn
Fare thee well my bright star
It was a brief brilliant miracle dive
That which I looked up to and I clung o for dear life
Had to burn itself up just to make itself alive
And I caught you then in your moment of glory
Your last dramatic scene against a night sky stage
With a moment so clear that it's as if you're still before me
My once in a lifetime star of an age
Fare thee well my bright star
Last night the tongues of fire circled me round
And this strange season of pain will come to pass
When the healing hands of autumn cool me down
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Words and Music: Amy Ray
It's a fish white belly
A lump in the throat
Razor on the wire
Skin and bone
Piss and blood
In a railroad car
One hundred people
Gypsies, queers, and David's Stars
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train
Measure the bones
Count the face
Pull out the teeth
Do you belong to the human race
Doctor doctor
Are you unkind
Do you shock the monkeys
Cover our eyes with clear blue skies
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory now
This train
Amy:
Here is a dancer
Who has no legs
Here is a healer
Who has no hands
Here is a thinker
Who has no feet
These are the questions
Stacked like wood
Emily:
Here is a teacher who has no face
Here is a runner who has no feet
Here is a builder who has no back
Here is a writer who has no voice
These are the answers
Stacked like wood
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory
This train is bound for glory now
This train
This train is bound for glory (this train gonna carry my mother)
This train is bound for glory (this train gonna carry my father)
This train is bound for glory now (this train gonna carry my sister)
This train
This train gonna carry my brother (here is a teacher) (stacked like wood)
This train gonna carry my sister (here is a healer) (stacked like wood)
This train gonna carry my brother (this is a builder)
This train gonna carry my sister
This train is
This train is bound for glory
These are the questions
Stacked like wood
These are the answers
Here is potential, and it's gone for good
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