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Farm Fingers

by Hayley Sabella

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1.
Idealism 03:21
I'm waiting for the sun to rise and ripen in the sky So I can pick it like an orange from the trees of California in July Oh, how'd you like to ride a bus and tour the country with me With some other foolish friends who see things idealistically We'll have a ball, and wreck it all Chorus Baba, baba, baba ba Baba, baba, baba ba I'm not quite sure I like this friendly person I've become I might prefer to be exotic or a mysterious passing stranger in the night A passer by who steals your soul And makes you wonder where she's from Is she coming back more than to haunt you With foreign songs she's sung Chorus I'm waiting up for something my imagination made Yeah that place in California's an imaginary state Where things are right and we've arrived And hearts are ripe for love for real And the dusty, distant corners of our long lives disappear Chorus/outro
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Farm Fingers 04:30
These farm fingers are weary These cracked callouses, cracked callouses Go tough-tough break, soft Far too soft, touch again Break again, break again, I broke again These strong shoulders are heavy Like roots of a tree, roots of a tree Their tangled up underneath Tangled up underneath Underneath, underneath, oh underneath When I say I need rain From heaven, I need rain When I say, I need rain Oh my God-- I need rain These farm fingers are weary These cracked callouses, cracked callouses Go tough-tough break, soft Far too soft, touch again Break again, break again, I broke again Love is a labor, this labor is my love I'll try to savor sweat as the flavor of my love
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I'll talk to quiet and see what silence has to say About the nature of my breakableness But I'll be healed for good someday Cause Father, I'm getting older And these wounds collect like marks On a knobby wooden tree trunk But these leaves still stretch towards the sun So I won't uncurl this curious twist across my lips And I won't loose heart or hope And the sticky little leaves coming from their buds in spring Remind me There's hope, there's hope There's hope for me So when you say you put forever in my heart Does that explain why these passing days can Make me so damn sad 'Cause Father, I keep getting older And as beginnings meet their ends I'm always half full, and half dead, and half way there But I just know there's something more So I won't believe these half-sighted lies And I won't grow bitter or cold And the sticky little leaves coming from their buds in spring Remind me There's hope
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Easter Song 04:06
Just when I thought the grass might not grow back After this long hard cold winter It did, I see green heads pushing up through the dirt Just as I figured this stone heart would Never love again It does, it's soft and throbbing Just when I swore this night's so long, The sun must be gone forever It came back, and it's brilliant, burning brighter than before Bridge I hear your invitation into the garden You say arise, my beautiful one I smell the sweetest fragrance coming in through the window You say it's time, my beloved, it's time Chorus Sing Ah, behold the winter's past Sing Ah, behold the rain it is gone Just I lost all hope that these dead trees with no leaves Would ever be green, They are, the life, it's teeming Spring has arrived, sing Hallelujah, sing Hallelujah! The birds Sing songs of resurrection

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released December 28, 2012

All songs produced, engineered and mastered by Josh Ray at Owl Head Studio. Minot, ME.

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Hayley Sabella Plymouth, Massachusetts

Hayley Sabella is a singer-songwriter / local farmer / earnest truth-seeker / independent woman / dork, who originally did her thing in her hometown of Plymouth, Massachusetts and is now doing her thing in other places, too.

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