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Light On
03:40
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So I don’t wanna kiss you with the light on with the light on
Cause in the dark the blackest parts of my heart feel at home
Cause in the dark the blackest parts of my heart feel at home
It’s been a long long time since 22
And bout the same time that I stopped loving you
Painting bodies in the summer, sculpted by the land
Oh tell me what the hell’s a girl supposed to do
Cause I could never wrap my head around the things you saw in me
I just wrapped my arms around you in relief
And you named me as an artform, claimed me as a muse
And I just laughed and gave away my unbelief
Ooooh
So I don’t wanna kiss you with the light on with the light on
Cause in the dark the blackest parts of my heart feel at home
You said hey there darlin, I just turned away
as if I didn’t notice all the perfect things you say
cause you were shining lights and I was always pulling shades
cause some things they don’t look the same
in the light of day
And wherever life may find you
Whoever loves you right
Well I hope she radiates the room with light
But please remember me a painting
Immortalized and true
Keep my silhouette a fixture of the night
So I don’t wanna kiss you with the light on with the light on
Cause in the dark the blackest parts of my heart feel at home
Cause in the dark the blackest parts of my heart feel at home
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2. |
Gettin Around To It
03:49
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I wear an analog watch on my wrist
It hasn’t told me the time since 2016
But I love the way you look at me
When it’s clear you think
That I’ll be gettin around to it
I’m always searchin for seeds that I can sow
Am I a gardener if I can’t make things grow
And these weeds keep comin for all I own
And I should pull them but I know I ain’t gettin around to it
Oh gettin around to it
When I told you I was lonely
You looked me in the eye
and said that you would leave me alone
When you told me that you loved me
Babe I couldn’t speak
And I must admit
I ain’t gettin around to it
I got a little kid under my skin
I came a knockin but she wont let me in
And she’s got her fists around my heart
And she could pull them apart
But I doubt she gets around to it
Oh gettin around to it
When I told you I was lonely
You looked me in the eye
and said that you would leave me alone
When you told me that you loved me
Babe I couldn’t speak
And I must admit I ain’t gettin around to it
Show me a single town
Where my eyelids close when the sun goes down
Paint me a different face
Won’t you give me someone else’s dream to chase
Show me a single town
Where my eyelids close when the sun goes down
Paint me a different face
And I’ll be gettin around to gettin out of this place
When I told you I was lonely
You looked me in the eye
And said that you would leave me alone
When you told me that you loved me
Babe I couldn’t speak
And I must admit I ain’t gettin around to it
I ain’t gettin around to it
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3. |
I Was Wondering
04:18
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Honey, I ain't got time for you today
I’ve been wrestling with the world in a bad bad way
And I don’t know if I can get back down to where you are
Honey, yours is a face that I’ve not seen
But I’ve been stubborn and afraid
Of all the messes I have made
along the way
Cause I’ve been thinking I might like to be your lady
And I think I might like you to be my man
Cause there are things I’ve held all to myself
And I was wonderin’ would you hold them if you can
Honey, I ain’t got words for you today
And I know that lets you down
And that keeping me around might break your heart
Honey, sometimes the spring just takes awhile
But while the winter’s blowing cold
Every day I’m getting bolder by the mile
Don’t you ever think I’m tired of you
I’m just tired of everything
I have never lost my fire for you
I set fire to everything
Cause I’ve been thinking I might like to be your lady
And I think I might like you to be my man
Cause there are things I’ve held all to myself
And I was wondering would you hold them if you can
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4. |
Desert Rose
06:03
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I saw you first
You didn’t notice me
I didn’t mind
I was just wandering
Out in the fields
Away from my misery
There you enlisted me
Into your mystery
She is the sunrise
Isn’t that what you said?
I played it over and over and over
as I lay in bed
But I am a stone
Washed on the shore
Just one in a million
And nothing more
So honey I don’t wanna know her
Don’t wanna lock eyes with the enemy
Don’t want her to see what’s inside of me
When I look at you
And honey board up all the windows
Paint this house black like the log in my eye
Ain’t hopin for much, and damned if I’ll try
So I don’t wanna know her
Was it a daydream
Oh the way that you laughed
How your eyes flickered with light before they turned to ash
Like a desert rose
Or a fleeting mirage
I’m chasing the memory
of a town that never was
And when you’re holding her closely
Be good to my heart
If I can’t have the whole
don’t offer me part
Don’t ask me to stay
inside of your smile
Just roll down the windows
and don’t speak for a little while
Cause honey I don’t wanna know her
Don’t wanna lock eyes with the enemy
Don’t want her to see what’s inside of me
When I look at you
And honey board up all the windows
Paint this house black like the log in my eye
Ain’t hopin for much, and damned if I’ll try
So I don’t wanna know her
So sing to me softly
Any tune that you know
And I’ll pretend the melody is mine
and mine alone
But I can’t find the key
And the chords come out wrong
And you fade into memory
Like a childhood song
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5. |
Weak Days
03:59
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What is in a day, when it all goes bad
Does it draw me in or make me turn my back
Does it whisper all that I forgot to ask
Oh what is in a day
And I’ll say Hallelujah
I’m alive on a Tuesday
And I’m tired, and I’m grieving
But I’m fine, and I’m breathing
And my breath is a student
Of the truth I’m pursuing
And I love how it shapes me
And I’ll go where it takes me
I will never say the wrong thing twice
But I will never say the right thing right
Just a deer in the headlights,
silenced by fright
Oh I will never get it right
And I’ll say Hallelujah
I’m on fire on a Friday
And I’m fueled, but I’m patient
And I’m formed, but I’m nascent
And my fire is a student
Of the earth and her movements
And I’ll bend when it breaks me
And I’ll go where it takes me
And it’s hard to be human
With this heart I’ve been given
All this beauty I’ve tasted
All these moments I’ve wasted
What is in a day, when your heart’s no good
And they’ve run every test they said would
And they found that you’re just misunderstood
Oh what if your heart’s no good
And I’ll say Hallelujah
I’m in love on a Sunday
And I’m trying to be holy
But I get so damn distracted
And my love is a student
Of mistakes I’ve been choosing
And I’ll stir when it wakes me
And I’ll go where it takes me
And it’s hard to be human
With this heart I’ve been given
All this beauty I’ve tasted
All these moments I’ve wasted
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6. |
Daydreaming
03:56
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I’m sorry I did not answer your question
I was busy writing my eulogy
I used all the best lines and told little white lies
And I wondered if you’d ever think of me
I’m sorry I missed that highway exit
I was busy thinking ‘bout babies
The ones that I have not held since Thanksgiving
The distance is starting to wreck me
And I think and I wonder
Will they grow tall
While I’m at the end of a long-distance call
And you’re making all of your plans for the fall
But I am not listening
Cause I am daydreaming
I am daydreaming
Oh I don’t always know where my mind tends to go
But I’ll follow it down to the end of the road
I’m sorry I did not make that appointment
I was busy writing a symphony
I heard every part under cover of dark
I don’t think you’ll be seeing that much of me
I’m sorry I did not pick up when you called
I was busy trying to reach you
In a faraway time zone where only my mind goes
And the connection is always true
And I think and I wonder
Is it really so
That love is a country where I will not go
And you’re sending messages about the show
And I will not read them
Cause I am daydreaming
I am daydreaming
Oh I don’t always know where my mind tends to go
But I’ll follow it down to the end of the road
When I’m daydreaming
Daydreaming
Oh I don’t always know where my mind tends to go
But I’ll follow it down to the end of the road
Oh I’ll follow it down
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7. |
Tossed
07:00
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Touched down in San Diego
I never really minded flying
But this time it was different
I Got the news you might be dying
Hit a bar down in the Gaslamp
With some faces that I met
Makin friendly conversation
Anything to just forget
So I woke up when the dawn broke
I met a stranger at the boardwalk
He asked me are you ok
And said be careful and he drove off
Well I’ve always been a good one
I never strayed outside the lines
But I’m in San Diego
Trying to leave it all behind
So I took off down the highway
While the house was sleeping sound
Threw myself into the ocean
Trying to find what I had found
But the sea she keeps a tally
Of the battles I have lost
So I struggled for a moment
‘Fore I let myself get tossed
And as I tumbled to the bottom
I felt the ocean grip me tight
And the current like a tempest
Pulled me left and tore me right
And the undertow did take me
to the place where I belonged
that crystal cold and true Pacific
She gently whispered me her song
And my mother’s back in Portland
With a needle every Friday
And I’m in San Diego
Burning rubber on the highway
OHHHH
Oh sister San Diego
Would you welcome me today
I ain’t got that much to give you
I ain’t got that much to say
Cause I can’t outdrive this feeling
Oh that everything has changed
What was once a nighttime shadow
Oh it covers all my days
So if you come upon me some day
and my spirit isn’t right
If my prayers have all grown shallow
and I am turning in the night
And you ask me where I came from
Oh and where it all went south
I'll whisper San Diego
The only words left in my mouth
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8. |
Big Yellow Moon
04:36
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Everywhere that I go I’m from somewhere else
Can’t you see in the way that I bend my mouth
Can’t you see in the way that I carry myself
It’s ok I don’t mind
I’ve got hearts that beat for me in different time zones
And I know I’m doing pretty well
But that big yellow moon in December
On the back cove I remember
The same one I would ride my bicycle round
I used to pedal fast as I could
With my mother trailing on foot
But close enough that I was safe and sound
Everyone that I see’s either staying or leaving
From city limits or the things we believed in
Honey I know you’ve got your good reasons
It’s ok I’ve got mine
I got hang ups I’ve been harboring inside
And all the while hoping they’re just here for a season
But that big yellow moon in December
On the back cove I remember
My father on the bridge in the pale pink light
As I asked him all that he knew
In the way the daughters do
And I prayed to God that I would get it right
Oh you know just what they say
That there’s magic in the bay
The tide comes in and washes sorrows past
But I have never known such love
As that yellow moon above
When it whispered things that I had not asked
So if you ask me where I’ll go
I’ll just smile cause I know
There’s a yellow moon that’s come to take me home
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9. |
Mystic
02:47
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Am I a mystic
Or am I a missing person
Am I good, am I grown
Oh my God am I alone
And did I love you
Or did I leave you
Did I grieve you
Did I
Am I a conscience
Or a consequence of context
Am I wrong, am I raw
Does my body break the law
And did I teach you
Or did I tease you
Did I please you
Did I
Am I a sister
Or a symptom of a system
Am I shrewd, am I sure
Did I rap upon the door
And did I heed you
Or did I lead you
Did I need you
Did I
Am I a mystic
Or am I a missing person
Is it God that we've found
In our temples on the ground
And did I love you
Did I love you
Did I love you
Did I
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Kaiti Jones Cambridge, Massachusetts
indie folk out of Boston. telling stories singing songs.
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