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It’s hard for me think about it
All that we once had
‘Cause when I think about it
When I think about it
It just drives me mad
All this sturm and drang
All this petty harangue
It just comes down to this
All this pain and woe
All this ebb and flow
It ain’t no wedded bliss
Why do we do it
What do we do it for
When you don’t want me
You don’t want me no more
You don’t want me no more
It’s hard for me to be good with it
No it ain’t no good
‘Cause I just can’t escape it
I just can’t escape it
I’m in your neighborhood
Why don’t you say it
Why don’t you make it real
Why don’t you say it
Tell me how you really feel
It’s hard for me to contemplate it
It just breaks my old heart
‘Cause when I think about it
When I think about it
I just fall apart
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Let's Run Away
04:45
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Found a picture of you my sweet honey bee
You were smokin’ a stogie
Looking as brash as can be
It was then that I knew I had to have have you
Let the trumpets blare
Let me shout I do declare
Let’s run away
Run, run, run away
I know that I am foolish to think I’d have a chance
But you’re all I’ve ever wanted
Throughout this great expanse
I know I may seem nutty
But you melt me like silly putty
I bet you never guessed I’d make this odd request
Let’s run away
Run, run, run away
Let us run away today
Let us run while we can
Let us go where no one will know
Super girl and super man
My heart it has been broken a thousand times or two
Will you put it back together is the plea I make of you
I know it looks farfetched
I know I may seem tetched
I’m sending this transmission
Will you take this expedition
Let’s run away
Run, run, run away
When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
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Jackson
05:44
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Came back to our house but no one was there
All the windows were broke
And a note was on the chair
"I love you too much
You love me too little
You have your calling and I play second fiddle"
Going down to Jackson
Jackson town
I'm going down to Jackson
Jackson town
See you around
I screamed at your picture but it didn't respond
Perhaps I was hoping to hear
From the great beyond
I cried my eyes out then I made me a plan
I'd go down to Jackson
And I would be your lovin' man
Let me prove that I can change
All of my selfish ways
Let me prove that I want to be
With you all our days
Went on down to Jackson that very afternoon
Though I feared you might say
It was a little too soon
But when I arrived there was no hide nor hair
It was like you had vanished
Right into the thinnest of air
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Home to You
06:06
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Thought I left you long ago
Well it looks like I thought wrong
Thought I had the strength to let you go
But I guess I was not that strong
So many roads I’ve gone down
So many places I’ve passed on through
But every direction I’ve ever taken
Always leads me straight back home to you
Every night when I retire
Well I pray you are not in my dreams
Thought I relieved myself of you
But I’m still bursting, bursting at the seams
I bet that you must hate me
For all of the pain that I’ve wrought
I just hope you can forgive me
It’s all, it’s all I’ve ever sought
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My Refuge
04:40
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There's a place that I go
When I need to be alone
There's a place that I go
There is silence
And in this place that I go
I find some piece of mind
In this place that I go
There is silence
I keep my secrets there
I keep them close to my chest
I keep my secrets there
I think that I know them the best
I'll hide it away
Maybe I'll bring it back some day
But for now
I'll keep it in my refuge
Store it under lock and key
It's there just for me
No one else can touch it
In my refuge
There's a dream that I have
And I'm with you again
There's a dream that I have
And we're laughing
And in this dream that I have
You are writing your name in the sky
In this dream that I have
You are dancing
I keep the lights down low
So no one will see me
I keep the lights down low
Sweet anonymity
I will keep it hidden away
Somewhere where the sun don't shine
I will keep it hidden away
I'll keep it with mine
I'll keep it under lock and key
Hidden in the back of a shed
I'll keep it under lock and key
Dig it up when I'm dead
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So many people running 'round
Do they even know where they're going
Got things to do
And places to be
Go which ever way the wind is blowing
We're all so busy
Busy, busy, busy
We start out somewhere and then we disappear
We come and go
Put on a show
How can anybody get anything done 'round here
We stomp and scream and cause a fuss
What in hell do we do it all for
Does it get us closer to what we want
Do we even care anymore
I've been waiting all my life
And I am ready to go
If I am moving so fast
Why does it seem so slow
So many people barely hanging on
Hanging on
And things for them likely won't go well
Still they dream
They dream about tomorrow
They must figure, what the hell
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7. |
Of Human Bondage
04:40
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One day all my dreams got squashed
By the madness of this world
I sit before you now a human wreck
A yarn of glide and purl
I got more stories than I can count
They swirl about me like a symphony
It’s at this point I’d like to interject
As humble as I can be
I’d like to make the smallest request
Won’t you hear my plea
Please set me free
The air down don’t it smell so good
Like the devil’s been cooking up rotten eggs
People try to get on down, get on down
But they stand on wobbly legs
No one seems to know how they got here
But it feels like an eternity
It’s at this point I’d like to interject
As humble as I can be
I’d like to make the smallest request
Won’t you hear my plea
Please set me free
You know you hold the key
Won’t you hear my plea
Won’t you please set me free
Sometimes I think I died years ago
In that crash on Route 46
It’s like an episode of the Twilight Zone
Where suddenly I didn’t exist
There was the before and there is the now
And there’s no shared history
It’s at this point I’d like to interject
As humble as I can be
I’d like to make the smallest request
Won’t you hear my plea
Please set me free
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8. |
Wolves
05:19
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The wolves dragged me out of my bed
And they took me to their hidden den
And they shared their bounty and their blood
And they made me one of their brethren
And they told me stories of their lives
How they hunt their prey and gore their kill
How they mate for life and bear their young
How they never hurt just for the thrill
The wolves opened up their den that day
And we sat around and watched TV
And when it got past 10 they said to stay
And that seemed just quite all right by me
Well they made me one of their very own
I ran with the pack as a show of might
And I fell in love with the gray-eyed boy
And he slew me with his killer bite
I turned my back on the city life
And I lived among the snakes and trees
And I never spoke a human word
And did just what the hell I please
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Lisa Wermelin Stockholm, Sweden
Lisa Wermelin's music is melancholic, fragile and meant to awaken feelings within the listener. With her deep, yet tender
voice, she makes songs with a clear drive and melody.
Constantly having a soundtrack in the background to her life, she wants to make music that deeply connects with the listener.
This Too Shall Pass is her debut, done in collaboration with producer and musician Johan Tjällman
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