1. |
baby was a monster
02:28
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Baby Was A Monster
Broken trees block off the sun
Shades of gray and green
Fall back on yourself
And be nothing again
Ah ah Ah ah
Ah ah Ah ah
Ah ah Ah ah
Ah ah Ah ah
You can't catch a golden ring
Though it always dangles
You can't comb your hair today
Because it only tangles
You throw a fist of pennies
They fall like copper stars
The well is deep
And falls apart
You light a match
Somewhere in your head
Look to see the pennies
Have turned into bread
You never are your sister
And they whisper she is better
Her shovel is bigger
And she eats all her dinner
Baby was a monster
You just cried and cried
Everybody left you
Howling in the wind
Ah ah Ah ah
Ah ah Ah ah
Ah ah Ah ah
Ah ah Ah ah
Monster
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2. |
waiting for you to come
04:37
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Waiting For You To Come
I'm waiting for you to come
I'm waiting for you to come
Love I was praying for a long time
Strained to carry to the end
I was waiting such a long time
Now I'm finding you again
I was here for you before
Now I'm needing you again
Straight into this heart of mine
God is looking through your eyes
I was waiting to be found
It's a mystery sometimes
I'm waiting for you to come
I'm waiting for you to come
I'm waiting for you to come
I'm waiting for you to come
Love I was praying for a long time
Strained to carry to the end
I've been waiting such a long time
Now I'm finding you again
Love is praying for a long time
Strained to carry to the end
I was waiting such a long time
Now I'm finding you again
I was here with you before
Now I'm needing you again
I was here for you before
Now I'm needing you again
Straight into this heart of mine
God is looking through your yes
I was waiting to be found
It's a mystery sometimes
Straight into this heart of mine
God is looking through your eyes
I was waiting to be found
It's a mystery sometimes
I'm waiting for you to come
I'm waiting for you to come
I'm waiting for you to come
I'm waiting for you to come
Ending
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3. |
cup of nails
03:00
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Cup of Nails
Everything
I try and fail
Drinking from a
Cup of nails
First it picked me up
Then it let me down
Now I’m not anyone
Now I’m not anyone
I’m not anyone
I’m not anyone
You cry for me and I
Cry for you
We both stand here
Two little fools
How can it be as
Lonely as this
When once I felt it
Like a kiss
It is raining
Keys from the sky
I try to catch one
As they fall by
But they just wash down
This dirty street
I walk back to the house
And fall asleep
I dream of
Kansas trains
And whistles in the dark
I dream my broken self
Back at the start
How can it be as
Lonely as this
When once I felt it
Like a kiss
Then I thought I
Could not miss
Now things have taken
This awful twist
Everything
I try and fail
Drinking from a
Cup of nails
First it picked me up
Then it let me down
Now I’m not anyone
Now I’m not anyone
I’m not anyone
I’m not anyone
I’m not anyone
I’m not anyone
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4. |
she goes down
02:52
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She Goes Down
You held her energy
In the palm of your hands
You've got those big fingers
Never made you feel like a big man
And she said
Lets not talk about it
Lets not say a thing
And please don't rock the boat dear
'Cause you know what that means
La la la la La la la la
La la la la La la la la
La la la la La la la la
La la la la La la la la
You tried to give your arms to her
You were constantly holding them out
You tried to wrap them around her
But she always managed to climb out
Now who is the loser
Now who's safe at home
Now who wishes harder
That she'd hidden a gun
On the boat
La la la la La la la la
La la la la La la la la
La la la la La la la la
La la la la La la la la
At night she wakes up drowning
In an ocean full of doubt
A hundred hands are floating on the water
Not one will pull her out
She goes down
La la la la La la la la
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
La la la la La la la la
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
La la la la La la la la
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
La la la la La la la la
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
No.
(echo)
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5. |
little white room
03:10
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Little White Room
Will you come
In my little white room
Where my head is filled
With thoughts of gloom
Where the goldfish swims
In his little pool
And the trim on the window
Is painted blue
This is the chair
That I often sit in
When I look out the window
And I lose my mind
This is the chair
That I often sit in
When I look out the window
And I lose my mind
This is the book
That I often write in
When I look out the window
And I lose my mind
AAAAhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaa
AAAAhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaa
In the morning I awake
To a yellow sun
And I wonder when
This will all be done
In the middle of the night
When I'm all asleep
I pray the Lord
My soul to keep
Will you walk down
The street with me
Use my eyes
See what I see
Th shades all close
When we walk by
And a big cloud covers
The entire sky
AAAAhhhhhhhaaaaaaa
AAAAhhhhhhhaaaaaaa
Will you come
In my little white room
Where my ddddddddttttttttt
And my table is wood
My pants are woolen
And my shirt is cotton
My lamp is metal
And I am forgotten
dadadadadada da da da
dadadadadada da da da
dadadadadada da da da
dadadadadada da da da
AAAAhhhhhhhhaaaaaaa
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6. |
2:11 am
06:38
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7. |
women sleep
04:35
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Women Sleep
There is a stone unturned
You wear it in your shoe
You walk the streets at night
You walk until it hurts
There is a cloud
It lowers from the heights
It rests just like a hat
You wear it very well
AAAhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa
AAAhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa
The eye in your mouth
Sets a place at the table
The silverware crashes
The glass overflows
The vase filled with flowers
Climbs down from the window
You know
They belong
In the ground
AAAhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa
AAAhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa
Chains are snakes
At your feet
You step down
On their teeth
There is gold in the heart
There is blood on your feet
These wings have broken your shoulders
Women sleep
AAAhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaa
AAAhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaa
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8. |
the devil
02:42
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Staci Stull Hot Springs, Arkansas
Staci Stull has been writing and performing original music for over 40 years. Her music sometimes accents and often belies lyrics which recount personal experiences of life’s longings. All seem to flow from a source that reflects lucid yet intangible recollections of the unconscious. ... more
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