1. |
Blueberry Room
03:29
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Strawberry Moon
Skinny dipping in June
in the phosphorescent bay
Knee-high
Fourth of July
but I would throw it all away
Blueberry Room
I lived in you
Or, at least I tried
Blueberry Room
Growing up is hard to do
From some things you cannot hide
Yellowstone
Dinosaur bone
You take my picture on your Polaroid
Redwood
Tell me how to be good
I won’t listen
but I’ll learn down the line
Blueberry Room
I lived in you
Or, at least I tried
Blueberry Room
Growing up is hard to do
From some things you cannot hide
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2. |
Romantic Fool
03:30
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Bottle of sunscreen
A bottle of wine or two
Over Mullhol.nd and up past M.libu
I donʼt know where it goes
Honestly, I donʼt care
Iʼm alive in the world
Ye.h, I know youʼve been there
Romantic fool
Iʼll come to you
How lonely could you be when I adore you?
If you wait and see, youʼll see it was meant to be
If you wait and see, youʼll see it was meant to be
Remember our first song in Morro Bay?
They were volc.noes .nd turned to stone anyway
You painted my name at Hollywood and Vine
It made me feel special but it faded over time
Romantic fool
Iʼll come to you
How lonely could you be when I adore you?
If you wait and see, youʼll see it was meant to be
If you wait and see, youʼll see it w.s meant to be
Romantic fool
Iʼll come to you
And then I broke your heart
but you deserved it
And now that it is through
Donʼt you see it was meant for you?
And though time rolls on, at least we had fun
If you wait and see, youʼll see it was meant to be
If you wait and see, youʼll see it was meant to be
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3. |
The In-Between
03:48
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Is it wrong to make a move in Mercury Retrograde?
Well, we only live once?
Let's do it anyway
I won’t be tame
I’m like a Mustang in the West
I’m like Buffalo Bill in a pink mini-dress
Sometimes I’m swimming where sharks live
Sometimes I’m giving what I can't give
There’s nowhere to go in the extreme
So I jump right into the in between
I go into the catacombs and bring the truth into view
Will you shove in my face and make it all about you?
I'm like Joan Didion when I ‘Play It As It Lays’
I know what nothing means and I love you anyway
Sometimes I’m swimming where sharks live
Sometimes I’m giving what I can't give
There’s nowhere to go in the extreme
So I jump right into the in between
Sometimes I’m swimming where sharks live
If I go too deep, will you pull me in?
Take me somewhere we can touch
We can go anywhere when we feel this much
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4. |
Rest Awhile
03:42
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If I could sit and rest awhile
I think I could go the extra mile
When the rains come
and the rivers overflowing
I'm bound to get where I'm going
All of the rivers
All of the rain
Fight for me Michael
carry the blade
I need you
Whatʼs meant for you, youʼll never lose
Run like crazy in your red shoes
I will find you
If I was meant for you
My horse can't carry the weight I gave him
So I decide to let him run free
When I wake up in the desert in the morning
Heʼs there, standing next to me
All of the rivers
All of the rain
Fight for me Michael
carry the blade
I trust you
What's meant for you, youʼll never lose
Run like crazy in your red shoes
I will find you
If I was meant for you
The rains flow underground
Buried rivers to be found
You and me exist on a frequency
All of the rivers
All of the rain
Fight for me Michael
Carry the blade
I believe in you
What's meant for you, youʼll never lose
Run like crazy
Cut off your red shoes
Iʼll still find you
If I was meant for you
You
You
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5. |
Cobwebs and Communists
03:27
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Sally looks up from her deck of cards
Draws a heart
Puffs on a cigarette
Roger stands up from where he’s lying
A curtain blows in the warm rain
Lovers on the run
Way down in Cuba
With the cobwebs and communists
And they say, “Life’s not long”
So you might as well live sometimes
But then they say, “Life’s long”
So you're getting good at killing time
50’s Chevrolet
Speeding down the speedway
Under palm trees
and the smell of turpentine
Bottle of rum
and a cut on your thumb
and a far away look in your eye
Lovers on the run
Way down in Cuba
Drinking with the ghosts of Hemingway
And they say, “Life’s not long”
So you might as well live sometimes
But then they say, ”Life’s long”
So you're getting good at killing time
They say, “Life’s not long”
So you might as well live sometimes
But then they say, “Life’s long”
So you're getting good at killing time
You’re getting good at killing time
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6. |
Dandelion Wine
04:33
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Dandelion wine in the forest
Lips pressing on my teeth
I’m a sinner
Yeah, I’m a saint
I draw a small dirt cross on your forehead
It’s not sacrilege
if the feeling of living overcomes me
It’s not wrong to make believe
if you’ve got something you believe in
Inside everything is all kinds of meaning
But don’t pretend you’re the one who understands
There’s not just one right way in the end
Baptize you in the river
Rosary round your neck
Oh sometimes, I swear I see right through you
There’s a black cat on a Cadillac
Is it Jesus or James Dean?
Do you believe in reincarnation?
It’s not wrong to make believe if you’ve got something to believe in
Inside everything is all kinds of meaning
But don’t pretend you’re the one who understands
There’s not just one right way in the end
I’m a child at your doorstep
Singing you a sign
Hoping somehow I could save you
All identity is a premature concept
Cause we don’t know where we’re from
and we don’t know where we’re going yet
It’s not wrong to make believe if you’ve got something to believe in
Inside everything is all kinds of meaning
I’m a blue heron flying in the fog
Until you call me back like a dog
Don’t pretend you’re the one who understands
We’re all clearly lacking in experience
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7. |
Daylight
03:25
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As good as I am at talking
I rarely get my point through
Good as I am at walking away
I rarely get where I’m going to
Under the road there’s a river
Buried up long ago
If you could peel back the pavement
you would see it there
you would see it flow
Daylight, daylight
What’s been bothering you?
Daylight, daylight
Hoping for a breakthrough
I can’t make you believe me
if you’re not ready to
I could lead you to crystalline springs
but you won’t drink unless you want to
I’d rather be lost in the truth
than find myself living a lie
It all reveals itself in the daylight
Daylight, daylight
What’s been bothering you?
Daylight, daylight
Hoping for a breakthrough
Daylight, daylight
What’s been bothering you?
Daylight, daylight
Hoping for a breakthrough
I’d rather be lost in the truth
than find myself living a lie
Day, daylight
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My Brother and I walk home from school
He plays his video games
I go into the living room
Turn on the radio
There’s a ghostly apparition in the room
in a white bell bottom suit
singing Blue Moon
He said “It never felt quite right dancing in the spotlight like I did”
I was just a little kid
Talking to the ghost of Elvis
He seems to have a lot to say
I ask, who were you before the world made you this way?
Who were you before the world made you this way?
We walk down to the lakeshore
Stare out across to Canada
Then a black Cadillac rolls up
He said “I think my time is up”
As his rhinestones catch the light, he said
“There’s one more things to say before I drive away -
we’re all connected through time on this yellow brick road of life”
Music never dies
Talking to the ghost of Elvis
He seems to have a lot to say
I ask, who were you before the world made you this way?
Who were you before the world made you this way?
I’ve been dancing with Mozart in the clouds
Sending love down
to the lost souls in Las Vegas
to a tear falling from an eye
Our soul is a desert that slips through the sands of time
Talking to the ghost of Elvis
He seems to have a lot to say
I ask, who were you before the world made you this way?
Who were you before the world made you this way?
Who were you before the world made you this way?
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9. |
Holy Grail
02:55
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You were on a quest for the Holy Grail
Throwing pennies in the wishing well
Searching everywhere but inside yourself
and did you even notice the albatross that follows you?
Look into your crystal ball
See how I’ve loved you
and those mistakes you make
don’t say I didn’t warn you
When you look back
and all the doors are broken
It’s best you move on
Call it a battle won
Day was turning into night
The hand of fate had rolled the dice
And did you think it was a sacrifice
to shoot down the albatross that followed you?
Look into your crystal ball
See how I’ve loved you
and those mistakes you make
don’t say I didn’t warn you
If you look back
and all the doors are broken
It’s best you move on
Call it a battle won
Look into your crystal ball
See how I’ve loved you
and those mistakes you make
don’t say I didn’t warn you
If you return and find my door is open
It means you were asleep
but now you have awoken
and it’s best we carry on
And call it a battle won
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10. |
Superstitious Woman
03:10
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Ain’t no monster under my bed anymore
Mother Mary with a suitcase at the door
and I’ll wander through the wilderness ’til I’m wise
Got my psychic bodyguard by my side
Superstitious woman, how’s it being you?
Hold me close, pour salt on the wound
It stings at first
Then the healing kicks in
I know it’s hard to wait
but it’s harder to begin
I won’t worry about the future
Just for today
Build a little sailboat
Ride the waves
and sail away
Trade fear for trust
Trust for fate
Cast your net
Sharpen your blade
It’s hard to live the truth
It’s easy to lie
but I’d rather be lost than regret my life
Oh, superstitious woman, how’s it being you?
Hold me close, pour salt on the wound
It stings at first
Then the healing kicks in
I know it’s hard to wait
but it’s harder to begin
Superstitious woman, how’s it going be?
I know you know
Take it easy on me
I know there’s meaning in all I see
It’s hard to live in doubt
but it’s harder to be free
Take it easy on me
Take it easy
Take it easy on me
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You met me on 14th street. It was cold outside
You told me you had secrets you did your best to hide
You don’t care about anything
or do you care about everything?
I can’t tell
In the New York City subway station
I found my shadow
Crying in the corner
Without my love
I want to be with you
I want to be beside you
Top down on a highway paved in white light
Having the time of your life
Having the time of your life
Having the time of your life
Later on, I met Alice back at Union Square
She was standing in the glow of the frozen air
Put your hand in mine
We’ve got the rest of the night
I’m in the mood to fly
In the deepest darkest corners
I’m calling out to you
Cupid take your arrow and pull it through
I don’t mind
I was born to be in love
To hold the whole world on the tip of my tongue
Top down on a highway paved in white light
Having the time of your life
Having the time of your life
Having the time of your life
I don’t want to see through you
if you don’t want me to
I’m throwing rocks at your window
but you won’t let me inside
It’s hard to see the truth
easy to lie
but the easy makes it harder
and the harder makes it easier over time
Having the time of your life
Having the time of your life
Having the time of your life
In the New York City Subway station
I found my shadow
and now we’re top down on a highway
Paved in white light
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12. |
Golden Lightbeams
02:17
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Golden lightbeam
Carry me to you
Wash away
the sins of this world
I’m no Joan of Arc
but, I will carry on
and I will love you
for however long
Drive west to Santa Fe
Up around Oklahoma
I’m like Annie Oakley
in a lonely motel
with the Bible in the bed stand
Raven on the windowsill
Will the world end?
Who can tell, hell
Ashes to ashes
dust to dust
but what was gold can never rust
Pray to tarnation
Television station
I’m good at letting go
when it’s the feeling that I trust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, yeah
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13. |
Great Mystery
03:23
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I don’t know about ghosts and UFOs
Lost islands in the sea
What will or will not be
but I believe in the possibilities
of all the depths of things we cannot see
So much we don’t know
So much we can’t see
but of all the conspiracies
you’re a mystery to me
you are a mystery to me
Hyperbolic worlds
Ancient tombs
Secret words
Who made you who you are?
They say we’re made up of stars darling
and I believe in the possibilities
of all the depths of things we cannot see
So much we don’t know
So much we can’t see
but of all the conspiracies
you’re a mystery to me
you are a mystery to me
If you feel it, can you see it?
If you know it, can’t you show it?
If you love, then you’re living
If you can’t move on, you gotta give in
I know beyond this living
There’s a gift you might be giving
So much we don’t know
So much we can’t see
but of all the conspiracies
you’re a mystery to me
you are a mystery to me
If you feel it
can you see it?
If you know it
why can’t you show it?
If you feel it
why can’t you be it?
If you feel it
why can’t you be it?
If you love
then you’re living
If you can’t move on
you gotta give in.
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Dolly Valentine
Dolly Valentine is an American singer-songwriter from Cincinnati, Ohio. Her debut album “How To Be Good”, produced by Ryan Hadlock (The Lumineers, Vance Joy) and Sarah Tudzin (Illuminati Hotties) was featured on NPR's "All Songs Considered." Her songwriting illuminates a landscape of bewitching mystery. Her words ride the tides of a changing world with grit, hope, and spiritual resonance. ... more
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