A Skin Too Few: The Days of Nick Drake
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Trembling Blue Stars
Helen Reddy She's counting radio towers as she travels through the darkness.
The way she did when she was young.
She's watching red lights flashing, out to the hidden horizon.
She feels the air is full of songs, crackling with songs.
Static and songs.
She's counting radio towers as she travels through the darkness.
The romance of radio at night.
She's watching red lights flashing, out to the hidden horizon.
She's calmer for those flashing lights, that tail off till they're out of sight.
That tail off till they're out of sight.
As the door to their room closes, another door then opens, to a world where only they exist.
These nights aren't made for sleeping. These nights are made for melting.
Where does she end and he begin? What is her and what is him?
Where does she end and he begin?
As the door to their room closes, another door then opens, to a world where they can live their dreams.
These nights aren't made for sleeping. These nights are made for melting.
Made for going to extremes. How they love these motel scenes.
Hotel and motel scenes.
A young girl listens to Helen Reddy, sees herself as "Angie Baby".
Her side her radio never leaves.
A signal sails across the water, a broadcast from Louisiana.
Jamaica picks up New Orleans. Jamaica's listening in.
Jamaica's listening in.
She's counting radio towers as she travels through the darkness.
The way she did when she was young.
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Those Dancing Days
Hitten
Slow down, please, slow down
I need to find peace anywhere in me
I feel like I'm under water, struggling to get air
I feel like I'm lost in this body, trying to get inside my head
I wanna know what im thinking what I'm feelin
What I want my life to be
I wanna know how I plan to make things easier
For everyone but me
Tell me, please, tell me
What to do know, now that I know myself
Do you really think I could relie on this new person I have become
Do you really think I give a damn now that I can do whatever I want
Now I know What I'm thinking what I'm feeling
What I want my life to be
Now I know how I plan to make things easier
For everyone including me
Now I know What I'm thinking what I'm feeling
What I want my life to be
Now I know how I plan to make things easier
For everyone including me
Now I know What I'm thinking what I'm feeling
What I want my life to be
Now I know how I plan to make things easier
For everyone including me
I need to find peace anywhere in me
I feel like I'm under water, struggling to get air
I feel like I'm lost in this body, trying to get inside my head
I wanna know what im thinking what I'm feelin
What I want my life to be
I wanna know how I plan to make things easier
For everyone but me
Tell me, please, tell me
What to do know, now that I know myself
Do you really think I could relie on this new person I have become
Do you really think I give a damn now that I can do whatever I want
Now I know What I'm thinking what I'm feeling
What I want my life to be
Now I know how I plan to make things easier
For everyone including me
Now I know What I'm thinking what I'm feeling
What I want my life to be
Now I know how I plan to make things easier
For everyone including me
Now I know What I'm thinking what I'm feeling
What I want my life to be
Now I know how I plan to make things easier
For everyone including me
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Failure
One of my favorite rainy day songs.
Using the Guardian as a shield,
to cover my thighs against the rain,
I didn't mind about my hair.
Your jacket may be waterproof,
but knowing the moment you get home
you're gonna get your trousers changed.
Failure is always the best way to learn,
retracing your steps 'til you know,
have no fear your wounds will heal.
I wish I could travel overground
to where all you hear is water sounds,
lush as the wind upon a tree.
I wish I could travel overground
to where all you hear is water sounds,
to capture and keep inside of me.
Failure is always the best way to learn,
retracing your steps 'til you know,
have no fear your wounds will heal.
Failure is always the best way to learn,
retracing your steps 'til you know,
have no fear your wounds will heal.
to cover my thighs against the rain,
I didn't mind about my hair.
Your jacket may be waterproof,
but knowing the moment you get home
you're gonna get your trousers changed.
Failure is always the best way to learn,
retracing your steps 'til you know,
have no fear your wounds will heal.
I wish I could travel overground
to where all you hear is water sounds,
lush as the wind upon a tree.
I wish I could travel overground
to where all you hear is water sounds,
to capture and keep inside of me.
Failure is always the best way to learn,
retracing your steps 'til you know,
have no fear your wounds will heal.
Failure is always the best way to learn,
retracing your steps 'til you know,
have no fear your wounds will heal.
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Funny Little Frog
Honey lovin you is the greatest thing
I get to be myself and I get to sing
I get to play at being irresponsible
I come home late at night and I love your soul
I never forget you in my prayers
I never have a bad thing to report
You're my picture on the wall
You're my vision in the hall
You're the one I'm talking to
When I get in from my work
You are my girl, and you don't even know it
I am livin out the life of a poet
I am the jester in the ancient court
You're the funny little frog in my throat
My eye sight's fading, my hearing's dim
I can't get insured for the state I'm in
I'm a danger to myself I've been starting fights
At the party at the club on a Saturday night
But I don't get disapproving from my girl
She gets the all highlights wrapped in pearls..
You're my picture on the wall
You're my vision in the hall
You're the one I'm talking to
When I get in from my work
You are my girl, and you don't even know it
I am livin out the life of a poet
I am the jester in the ancient court
You're the funny little frog in my throat
I had a conversation with you at night
It's a little one sided but that's allright
I tell you in the kitchen about my day
You sit on the bed in the dark changing places
With the ghost that was there before you came
You've come to save my life again
I don't dare to touch your hand
I don't dare to think of you
In a physical way
And I don't know how you smell
You are the cover of my magazine
You're my fashion tip, a living museum
I'd pay to visit you on rainy Sundays
I'll maybe tell you all about it someday
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As Cool As Elvis
My former band Sunday Picnic Love Affair performing an original called "As Cool As Elvis".
From one of our gigs last year at Stir Crazy Bar.
lyrics:
if i tell you something. anything that could change your mind. will you think i am nothing. any close to being unkind. i never was tough to be a boxer. i never had a car to drive you to town. no sister or friend to call a doctor, but i always have everything when you're around.
so tell me why should i meet you tomorrow, when i need you today. all the tears from the life that i borrowed, will sure to stop if you meet me today.
if i tell you about the blue sky, the pink horizon, and the month of may. will you give me just one more try, and hear everything i have to say. i know, i never was cool as elvis presley. i never broke a heart in the heartbreak hotel. if i tell you one thing would you believe me, coz i only have nothing but this to tell.
so tell me why should i meet you tomorrow, when i need you today. all the tears from the life that i borrowed, will sure to stop if you meet me today.
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