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Coyote
07:04
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So cold says the coyote as the willow whips the crow. So quick, thick, and easy just to let these arrows go. I try not to break you, says the coyote to the snow. It's hot-fought and rotten, but it's the only food I know. Chorus: Seeking my anguish, this dog loves a tree. Fill me with warmth, and I'll feed you with me. I know I travel to die at your knee. Take me from cold, and I'll feed you with me. So fierce is the fire that the willow might explode. So cold is the coyote, he forgets the ashen crow. She whispers and touches with her passion underglow. The canopy collapses, and the coyote smokes his bones. Chorus. So cold, screams the coyote, and his hide it heals too slow. So scabbed-up and skinless, I'm a skeleton, I know. I pause just to die here --let my inside-out unfold. Silent seeds turn to saplings, sprouting willows feed and grow. Chorus. Feed me with fire and I'll feed you with me.
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This Broken Heap
07:01
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This broken heap has done had it. It is plumb out of ways it could die. But I need it this morning to get there. If it don't, we ain't gonna get by. CH: Please don't fail today. Give it some gas, but don't flood it. There is only so much it can take. For a moment it turns, but then shudders, 'cause it don't care how much is at stake. (CH) Pray for a spark and then crank it. With a push and a pop, hear it roar. And I trace the worn wheel just to thank it as it ferries me forward once more.
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Like You Do
04:54
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Pain within, my cancer grows, familiar ache, despair I know. My heart so blue, so ever blue. My heart so blue, so ever blue. On the drip, my pulse is slow; I'm running with no place to go. My north is true, so ever true. My north is true, so ever true. CH: Come around and love me like you do, like you do. In this scar, the anger shows --the fretted wound will never close. I thought you knew, you never knew. I thought you knew, you never knew. Safe again, the poison goes, and for a time, here blooms the rose. My love is you, forever you. My love is you, forever you.
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Perfect Love
05:29
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My heart beats with overjoy. My love is endless, everything is you. You and you. Love forever, permanent and true. Money has no meaning now. My only treasure, only diamonds you. You and you. Wealth forever, permanent and true. CH: This is pure love. This is perfect love. All my pride grown uncorrupted, my wish is for the happiness of you. You and you. Joy forever, permanent and true. (Guitar) (CH) (Inst BR) Flesh and sinews all as one, we fuse together, all myself is you. You and you. Blood forever, permanent and true.
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Walk beside me and light me up slowly, in your arms I never am blue. Say you love me and need me and kiss me. I give you this ring and I'll always be true. Fly my flag and I'll find you, I'll never be far from your side. Never hungry, nor freezing, nor lonely, my darling, my soulmate, my wife. Trust and patience and love without boundary --I give you this ring and this promise for life. CH. Don't you worry, it's all right. I would never let you down. Home is happy, home is warm, home is where we're headed now. CH. Years of friendship and boxes of laughter, my favorite surprises and tears. Happy endings and Hollywood wishes, I give you this ring and the rest of my years.
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Bound in Blue
05:09
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I'm going to hollow out this heart in case I need it. I'm going to keep it over here inside this jar. And you can read it any way you want to read it, but you don't treat it right or feed it when it starves, so I might fill it up with someone else's charms. I'm going to put away this hope before it gets me. If I can't break it, then I'll keep it out of sight. But if you find it, you can dust it off and let me take one more look at it in your familiar light --pull back the curtain and illuminate the night. CH: It's a cold kind of love, love, love, puts a chill in the air, air, air. I'm a ghost in my walking skin, playing dead in the endless years. I suffer, bound in blue, but I won't let go of you. We're writing checks our future can't deliver on credit that no bank would guarantee. A decade on the vine and then I wither, yet I persist in search of what we used to be. And you can howl and growl, but still you don't scare me. (CH) This inferno spares no idle consternation. This is a lesson we can ill afford to learn, so don't you chitter-chat and promise reparations. Best break the glass or else this place is gonna burn, and what we lose will haunt forever how we yearn.
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Deep
05:24
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CH: Deep, deep, way down deep. I know you can melt me. I know you've got heat. You must be inside me, 'cause I'm burning deep. CH. I've been full of winter. I've been lost in a dead, cold sleep. You're my infant summer, and I'm thawing deep. CH. And it's a fine, fine line that we walk sometimes between fire and a scar, but with your heart beats mine 'til the end of time and I'm reaching, reaching far.... CH. I am hot as embers. I am hot as steam. I must really love you 'cause my coal is deep.
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Catnip (Acoustic)
05:22
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It could be that Cupid is a fairy tale, like Martians or bottomless coffeepots. And I can remember when I came into town as the clumsiest clown you had seen. Maybe it's the first time, maybe it's the last time, but baby, the moment is ripe. CH: I'm your catnip. I'm an itching spell, and once you get me, gotta scratch me. It could be that romance is a dying art, and that broken hearts are the rule. But I can remember how we suffered apart and made do with the cards that we drew. Maybe it's the moonlight, maybe it just feels right, but baby, this arrow's for you. (CH) Baby loves to purr, baby loves to purr, baby likes the itch.
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Lullaby
06:28
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You can't keep comfort in cages, my easy escape is the thing that contains me. Don't be afraid of the boogies, I've tucked you in snug as a bug in a rug. And I'm here. Here on this pillow beside you, and here in the night and the days past tomorrow. First through the door is the princess and next is the boy with the heart of the princess. Pre-CH: Sing my song to sleep, you sing my song when you're afraid. CH: Lullaby, I'll sing your lullaby. Rock-a-bye, sleep tight. You can't keep nothing that's poison, my love is the circle to keep you protected. Drop all the beetles and stingers and come to my pillow for sweet redirection. Don't be afraid of tomorrow, I've tucked you in safe as a star in the sky. And I'm here. Here on this pillow beside you. Here for your heart and to eat every sorrow. (Pre-CH/CH)
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Oui, Je Sais
03:01
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Sophie's in the river and the river floods the trees. Sophie's in the water --Sophie's in it past her knees. They say she's like her mama; in her day, she was a queen. But Sophie has the fairest face I think I've ever seen. Chorus: Oui, je sais ton coeur n'est pas le coeur enfant, you are no babe upon your lonely mama's knee. Mais oui, je sais ton coeur est fait pour seulement moi. Your heart was made for only, made for only me. Sophie's in the kitchen dark, Sophie's in my bed, Sophie's in my wooden heart, and Sophie's in my head. They say to watch her sleeping is to wash your sorrows clean, but Sophie has the saddest face I think I've ever seen. Chorus. Frère Jacques.... Lord bless us and this ambulance and steer us to our dreams. Her simple, honest circumstance I pray that I might keep. They say that none can love her, but I don't know what they mean. Sophie is the only one, the only one for me. Yes, I know your heart is not that of a child, you are no babe upon your lonely mama's knee. But yes, I know your heart was forged to fit my hand and it belongs to only, always only me.
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Screwed up and lost my way. Too late to fix it. Can't stand the things I said. I failed the mission. I wish you knew my heart, and how I bleed your blood. I know the pain is real; I see the damage done. CH: Keep your faith. I will change. 'Round you I'm revolving, ever I'm evolving. I am bound to your ground. I cannot betray you, stumble though I may. Messed up and hurt myself, just more scar tissue. Misread the signs again, missed the real issue. I try the best I can. I fail and try again. I know your trust is frail, a thin, divisive veil. (CH) I am forever and eternal, though fading I must always be. Woke up another day with strength and vision, enewed, resolved to stay --resolved to listen. You are the best of me, though I have flawed you, too. I have so much to do to leave my love in you.
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Northern Star
03:57
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Well, I left my home, struck out on my own driving on a dream, just my guts and me. Well, I headed west, struggled, failed at best. And I lost myself. And I lost the way. CH: Northern star, northern lights, and I put my life in the wild. Northern sea, carry me to the edge of an untamed maze. Well, I found my voice and I made my choice, and I filled my sails with storms. Well, I kept my word; lived among my herd, and I blessed the endless days. CH. (Inst. Br.) Well, it had to end --all things must, my friend-- on a day like any other day. But I lived my heart, and I found my part, and I hope she can forgive me....
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Hey, hey, it's time to gather 'round, time to hear the tale of a sad and lonely boy who dreamed of love, a tale begun in secret long ago --a damsel knew him well and spun her sad heart on a copper wire through endless rain. Hey, hey, these are things that damsels do, but he lit the hidden fires that burned himself and warmed no one. A quest was made for Fall, when leaves and lives are changed and hearts are broken, every single one. CH:It can't rain every day, sometimes clouds must go away. Goodbye storm, goodbye rain, it's a new day. Hey, hey, it's time to take a shot, time to speculate and take the risks at once you dream and fear. The only things worth having have a price, you know, but sometimes you make back what you paid and more. Hey, hey, the price he paid was high, weighed in blood and gold the worth of what he sought could make him well. You pack your bags, you drive your car through dusty towns on wheels of fire. You go to her, you mend your heart, do what you have to do. CH. I lost my faith in finding love then it found me when I just stood still. Hey, hey, the love we found was good, easy, deep and true, and better than we dreamed that love could be. We traded rings, we traded vows, we made a family name. We found our dream, we found our hearts, did what we had to do.
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Sonja's Son
09:19
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Once upon your belly, I sought to lay my heart to touch and turn, tease and burn --your toy to take apart. But flames can fade, and candles made of paper don't burn long. It's not that big a deal to be that wrong. CH: Kiss me twice goodbye, I'm here for Sonja's son. His little hand in mine while mama's out tonight. I remember Sonja when she was young, ripe, and fine. I remember Sonja when she was mine. Pushed into a corner, clutching my receipt. Another night in Sonja's fight to find some kind of heat. But flames that last and lanterns cast in gold are hard to steal. Still, Sonja doesn't want my little deal. CH. How many more candles will you light before you strike a match in your own sight. "Pack me up an apple. Daddy, when will you live with us like people on TV?" Flames can rise from sparks that fly from friction between hearts, and sometimes, Sonja, fires are good to start.
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Dance With Me Anyway
04:08
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I must admit that from across the room, this seemed like a better idea. And I can see by the way you look at me that I'm not being too clear. but in the open air, only the stars will care who you hold in your arms, so let us leave the room and touch the drunken moon and dance beneath the stars. Chorus: Regardless of the circumstance that keeps you over there, despite the situation that keeps you sitting in that chair.... Maybe an ounce of magic doesn't mean the same thing today, but come on Senorita --dance with me anyway. I must observe that within your eyes, I see some reservation, and I can sense within your heart, you feel some deprivation. But in the feeble light that marks the passing night, no one sees who you are, so let us leave the room and touch the drunken moon and dance beneath the stars. Chorus. I must confess, I'm just like all the rest --poor fools, we want to be with you. But you can sympathize with all my little lies: my heart tried to always be true. But if you like the chase and you enjoy the race, I'm sure this brings no surprise: we danced the night away and now it's time to say our sad and lonesome goodbyes.
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Lucky Man
07:33
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I'm not quite where I should be. I'm not happy every day. I am weak in little ways. I have hurt the ones I love. It is not enough to try. I am not a little boy. She is everything to me. She is why I carry on. CH: And me, I am a lucky man. I have tried, but I am flawed. It is not enough to try. I have wounded my own heart. I have let myself fall down. (CH) I am less than she deserves. I am not her shining knight. I am selfish of her love. I am nothing without her. She is made of something warm. She has made a nest for us. She is blind as this guitar. And she says she is in love.
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Puppy
04:40
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Are they all like you in Bremerton, where the water meets the land? You've got apples on the waves you ride, but there's poison in your hand. I can't screw up what I can't see. Your puppy dog features are a trap to me. Did your mommy dearest tell you right about the way this whole thing works? You've got questions in your sharken eyes. Did you know that this would hurt? I can't screw up what I can't see. Your poison-pup perceptions are a wall to me. You have your invitations, as thin as thin can be. Did you listen when I told the truth. Was there arsenic in your ear. There's still time to pull your rotten tooth --spit the food that brings you tears. I can't defend what I don't know. Your puppy woman customs are away from home. Must I hear another treatise, dear? Ain't it time to say goodnight? You can nibble long upon my ear --I can't feel another bite. I can't screw up what I can't see. Your puppy woman secrets are a mystery. Do they pine for you in Washington? Do they miss your sorrow eyes? Do they stop your lips with eager tongues? Do they sugar you with lies? I can't retract what I don't cause. Your thorny little trail is gonna shred your paws. Your baby bones bending in another way, trying to burst into a brighter day. Will you break if you don't get your way. I'm over here, prying with my 2x4, trying to give you just a little more room to push aside the bitter door. Are they all like you in Bremerton?
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Wings to Carve
06:39
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(Mayhugh/Weathers) I might have made a meal of you, I might have gone too far. I came to put your head on glass, I came to shoot a star. CH: Another salve, another cure, another curse to solve. The snow falls down in torrents now, and I've got wings to carve. No more tilting in me, for my courage lost the horse. These mills, in fact, did break me -- truer giants safe and warm. I see you safe to save me, if I kiss you will you wake me? I see you whisper maybe if I kiss you, angel save me. CH. This blanket spreads all white of frost, and all the rainbow's colors lost. I drink you though my tongue is rust, and all the rainbow's colors dust. I see you safe to save me, if I kiss you will you wake me? I see you whisper maybe if I kiss you, angel save me.
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Cody Weathers Portland, Oregon
Multi-instrumental scat-singing acoustic-rock fool-for-hire. Card-carrying nerd since 1989. Not afraid of hyphens. Super
powers include: [deleted for reasons of national security].
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Hard rock sensibilities fused with acoustic upbringing and jazz acumen operating in a truly independent consonant harmonic system.
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