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White Jumpsuit
04:04
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WHITE JUMPSUIT
Revelations
Technicolor poems
Condensation
Rollin’ down the Bel Air windows
’77
Reservations
Rosé colored glass
Conversation
Tellin’ everyone it’s spendour in the grass
Seventh heaven
‘Cause if it really was that way
I’d be drivin’ down LaBrea Boulevard funkin’ in L.A.
Laurel Canyon
Should’ve come of age
Staten Island
Couldn’t hold me back—the place where I was raised
‘67
And if it really was that way
I’d be sittin’ in my white jumpsuit sipping Chardonnay
Laurel Canyon
Should’ve come of age
Staten Island
Put me on the map—the place where I was raised
And if it really was that way
I’d be sittin’ in my white jumpsuit sipping Chardonnay
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2. |
Landing
03:33
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LANDING
I’d like to show you something
If you’re not afraid to fly
I can take you to the higher heights
I want you to meet a friend of mine
She knows what you mean to me
I talk about you all the time
She comes from a place
full of love and understanding
She lives in a house
where the sixth floor’s on the second landing
(Could you be the one?)
I’m taking off into the sky
Why should I walk when I could fly
You take me to the higher heights
I want you to soar beside me
Like you do when in my mind
I feel you with me all the time
We come from a place
full of love and understanding
and we’ll find a space
where we both can make an easy landing
Let me be the one
And we’ve just begun
To look up and see the sky formations
And the clouds are passing by us
Being around you always gets me high
Everyday’s a new day
And the world is right beside us
Even though the time, it seems to fly
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3. |
You Had Me At Hello
03:08
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YOU HAD ME AT HELLO
If I seem familiar
there’s something that you should know
you’ve captured me from the start
you had me at hello
and if the words don’t come together
it’s not that I’m tongue-tied
all I know is it’s alright
I know that I’m falling in like
We talk for hours
breaking the day from night
just as I’m sure of this moment
our bodies and minds align
and if our words don’t come together
we can see it in each other’s eyes
the timing couldn’t be more right
you know we are falling in like
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4. |
The April Fool
03:26
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5. |
Camden
03:55
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CAMDEN
I didn’t want to fall in Camden Locks
though the prettiest road had an ugly turn
I was blindsided
I was blindsided
By wanting more than you could give
When I thought that you already did
If it weren’t for that passerby
Who saved me with her winsome smile
I’d be short-sighted
So short-sighted
While searching for your love
That you took from me and hid
Oh, why did you run
And not send for me when I lost my blood
Did it hurt you more
When I hurt too much?
As I lay here in recovery
With the memories soaking the sheets
You were exciting
You were excited
By loving me the way you did
What a miracle of life you give
I can’t imagine how to die
But the pain for me just won’t subside
I’d be so frightened
I’d be so frightened
Of losing myself
To the thought of losing you
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6. |
Sympathetic Magic
03:05
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SYMPATHETIC MAGIC
It was a matter of time
before she took her heart
and belongings away
you stood at the door and cried
but you got smart and realized
you’re too sentimental
she’s just superficial
your sympathetic magic
cast a spell
it was a matter of days
before she saw the smile
and wiped it off your face
you raved and you ranted
she took you for granted
you thought she knew you
but you had it coming to you
the sympathetic magic
casts its spell
one of these days
you’ll understand
making love
don’t make her
the only woman in the world
one of these days
you’ll find
that’s what you get
for being so kind
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7. |
Something To Do With It
02:41
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SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT
In the morning I lay awake
Turning the pages of my former mistake
Cast my heart to the wind, and I’m longing again
Could I be not far behind in your mind?
Don’t blame love, you’ve got something to do with it
You had it all but you couldn’t go through with it
Taking you place in the morning
Is the memory of you in the sheets that were freshly laundered
You gave a handful of fragmented goodbyes
While clinging to your friends as if in junior high
And you try to run away from your shadow in the sun
And you say the world has hurt you, but you’re not the only one
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8. |
Love, Love, Love
04:03
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Mary Edwards New York, New York
Mary Edwards is a composer, songwriter and sound artist whose projects range from recordings and performances "evocative of epic cinematic soundtracks combined with lyrical intimacy..." (Time Out NY), to immersive environmental and architectural sound installations. Themes of temporality, impermanence, nostalgia, longing, childhood and the natural world are interspersed throughout her work. ... more
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