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The Watch
03:19
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I stood among the criers and the silence
Kept my hands to myself
Everyone was pointing and sighing
Picking things up off the shelf
I would have taken a picture from the mantel
The last drops of his cologne
I would have taken a hammer from his garage
I would have taken the smell of his clothes
Sister got the car
Mama got the heartache
His new wife got the house
and the lot
I went to the home
to pay my respects
And all I got was this watch
It was the kind an old man would like to wear
Silver, shiny, it still looked like new
We gave it to him for father's day
In 1982
I tried to wear it everyday at school
But my arm was too small
I realized it didn't matter
I couldn't tell time at all
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2. |
Good News
04:14
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Full moon in a starlight sky
We’re having a conversation
I can tell her anything
With no hesitation
She knows my secrets
And knows my lies
Never waits around for me to apologize
I say too much
And I talk too loud
I drive too fast
I’m not proud
Of the things that I can say
But you love me anyway
I refused to shed more tears
I’ve waited all these years
For some good news
I’m holding onto a thread of hope
If I may be too bold
Please forgive me
I’m waiting for you to walk
Through that door
And please, please
Deliver me
Some good news
I must have been dreaming
How long have I been asleep
I tried to stay up
But the night
It took over me
No longer afraid of the phone call
In the middle of the night
I’m holding onto a thread of hope
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3. |
Irish Blessing
02:39
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Seashells and butterflies and footprints in the sand
You knew the Irish blessing like the back of your hand
I remember that old Tempo you used to drive
Way back when you kept us clothed and alive
May the road rise up to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May you never run away
May you never turn back
You used to call the house while we were on vacation
So you could talk to the dogs
We’d get home to find dozens of messages
May your brand of kindness live on and on and on and on
What will you think of when I’m gone
How I used to hate to drive in a storm
I liked to cuss while working in the yard
This blue tattoo on my left arm
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4. |
Take a Compliment
04:08
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We tell you to be nice
And kind to your friends
Make good decisions
You never know when
Someone’s taking a picture
When you’re not yourself
Even though you’ll live your life on your own
It won’t hurt to have some pointers
Like how to take a compliment
And how to write a thank you note eloquently
And how to fail gracefully
How to yield the right of way
How to find the words to say
I’m sorry, When you mean it
How to know you’ve been defeated
But you’re not alone
We tell you not to talk to strangers
Warn you of all the dangers
Of walking alone
After midnight
We tell you to say please and thank you
Don’t rely on the things you can’t do
It’s never wrong to ask for help
There’s plenty you can do by yourself
Like know how to take a compliment
And how to trust your common sense
And how to win gracefully
How to yield the right of way
How to find the words to say
I miss you, When you mean it
How to know you’ve been defeated
But you’re not alone
Even though you’ll live your life on your own
It won’t hurt to have some pointers
Like know how to take a compliment
And how to be the comeback kid
And how to age gracefully
How to yield the right of way
How to find the words to say
I love you, When you mean it
How to know you’ve been defeated
But you’re not alone
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5. |
Lucky Numbers
04:40
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No one ever grows up wanting to have my job
No school kids lined up to meet me
This is how it’s come to pass
How it’s gonna be
Staring down the end of another month
Rolling coins to buy groceries
I’m just like my mother now
Ain’t that how it’s supposed to be
I play the lottery every night
Same lucky numbers every time
I swear one day my fortune’s gonna shine, shine, shine
Lighting candles when the sun goes down
Driving across town to do laundry
Gotta roof over my head
For me and my family
Standing in line at the ABC
Cheapest bottle in my hand
I’m just like my father now
Waiting for my promised land
This is the hand I was dealt
I’ll make the most of it for myself
Ain’t in my name to break the chain
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6. |
Sparrow
03:21
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A sparrow made a nest inside my mailbox
For two months we got our mail in a bag
My family went in and out the back door
One day she took hers and left
I once saw the Grand Canyon
I could not believe my eyes
Landscape so different than Virginia
We each have our own paradise
Take one day at a time
Don’t wish away your life
One by one
Searching for some shade in late June
Winter can’t come too soon
But as I’m heaving mountains of snow
Wondering where did the time go
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7. |
Hot Air Balloon
03:02
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Gonna get into a hot air balloon
Gonna take it on up straight to the moon
Gonna see your face real soon
In the birds in flight
When the clouds pass by
Oh I miss you
Gonna get on a plane and fly out west
See and ocean sunset
I bet you thought I'd forget
Your easy laugh
Your kind smile
Oh I miss you
I'd walk all day and drive all night
Look for you in starry skies
See your face in stranger's eyes
Oh I miss you
Cradle the ones I hold dear
Keep them close while they're still here
Live and love without fear
That's what you'd want me to do
In this world without you
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8. |
Armed and Dangerous
04:00
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Please take a step back
I'm armed and dangerous
A loaded gun
Grenade waiting to be thrown
Lord what have I done?
Spent so many days
Looking down, to the ground
Couldn't look you in the eye
I'm a fugitive
Running from all I've become
I tried to escape
Spent so many years
Digging the tunnel
Looking for daylight
But I'm caught in this trap
I was born into
Armed and dangerous
Just like you
Say a prayer for me
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9. |
Solstice
03:09
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Debra Guy Charlottesville, Virginia
Debra Guy is a singer, songwriter, and storyteller. Guy fronts the garage pop band 7th Grade Girl Fight.
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