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and all at once the floor began to sink
like the ground just opened up and let me in
and i fell for what seemed like miles and miles
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baby i don't want no one to hold my hands when i walk
baby i don't need someone to hold my chin up when i talk
i just want you
and i don't really need a man with a million dollar plan
boy i can't even stand white collar shirts and pleated pants
i just want you
lets see paris in the spring
spend the summer in sweden
visit edinburgh come the fall
with you i'll never feel so small
in this great big world
i just want you
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well i walk around
i wear out the soles of my shoes
i walk around
til my toes are black and blue
thinking of you
i dream my dreams so often i think they are true
but when i wake up i never know what to do
do you?
i fool myself by believing we'd be something
i kid myself by thinking i'm anything
i stare at my feet much more than a girl should
oh i'd lift my head up, i'd lift it if i could
but it's too heavy and it's all too much
i fool myself by believing we'd be something
i kid myself by thinking i'm anything
oh i walk around
i wear out the soles of my shoes
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oh my darlin' oh my darlin'
i am callin' i am callin'
oh my darlin' i am calling you
oh my darlin' oh my darlin' you've been gone for quite some time and oh my darlin' will you tell me true
are you gonna come home?
i've been folding your clothes just the way you used to
i'm on the highest plane hollering your name
but all i hear is the wind
come back home
oh my darlin' i am calling you.
oh my darlin' i've been calling you.
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lady wakes me with her sandy tongue
but i don't know how to lift myself up
without dragging around these old roots with me
stemming from below my own two feet
oh, my old feet.
the old woman next door always outdoors
her empty watering can, her yellow yard
she told me growing old was like a steady stream
no one knows where the current goes
oh, it just goes.
and lady sleeps and sleeps the days away
unaware of the calendar year or the white fur tickling her perky ears
and these vines intertwine my legs with the floor beneath til the ceiling's all my eyes can see
and grass starts to grow from my weary chest
as if it knew there was soil in my breast
and i hear mandolins and xylophones begging to make louder sounds
lady and the old woman are standing on my head
watering weed stems on my neck
and if i cry it will only help them grow
so i don't.
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i'm running in circles around what i thought i knew
about me and you
but i'm falling down again and i don't know a thing
no i don't know a thing
do you notice if i'm not around?
will you hear it when i hit the ground?
my knees are scraped and bruised
and no matter what i do,
my blood keeps rushing through my veins
and i'm lying on the ground
and i'm staring at the stars
wondering which one died first
will i burn out before i am seen?
will my life ever be paralleled with my dreams?
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sometimes i cannot find the right words to say but you can
sometimes i cannot lift myself out of bed but you can
you always could
sometimes i cannot see what about me makes you stay
sometimes i cannot put one foot in front of the other
but you can
you always could
sometimes i cannot find my way back home
and i don't know i'm not sure
if i want to
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me oh me
me oh my
whippoorwill
whippoorwhy
and i don't know where i am going
in one or two years i'll have nothing
to show
i'll have nothing to show for you
little bird when you fly so high
do you get scared to look down?
because i don't know where i am going
in one or two years i'll have nothing to show
i'll have nothing at all
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released September 9, 2009
erin cavellier - ukulele, guitar, banjo, keyboard, melodica, xylaphone, "percussion"