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Ordinary
03:55
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My love leads me to the water’s edge
He knows the current like a friend
Each ripple and bend, each pebbles weight
That homestead heart does live in me
But my youth will keep me on the move
Least for a while, most embers cool
Oh, this is all so ordinary
Oh, all the things we carry
You’re afraid of a change in rhythm
I catch you listening as I sleep
To the way my heart pounds
It keeps switching beats
I feel the seasons changing soon
My lungs, they ache for a different air
I was skipping beats, now I’m switching tunes
Oh, this is all so ordinary
Oh, all the things we carry
Good things come from sewing seed
But you can’t remember each one’s name
You just feel its weight as it drops away
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2. |
It Was There
03:37
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I should not have been your lover
I thought all of the bending would break the mold
But it just broke me, yeah it broke me down
And I gave in to doubt
Was it there inside me all along
I made a room for you in my house
But then i lost a place to be myself
And when you were leaving, you said I’d become someone else
That’s exactly how I felt
But I was there inside me all along
Tell me what in the world is stronger
Than a woman who has built herself back up
No I don’t thank you, I don’t thank you at all
Why would I thank you for my strength
It was there inside me all along
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3. |
Flew The Nest
04:02
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Laying down my tired body
Beside your warmth when it’s too warm already
Breathing is like swimming in July
Nostalgia got me flipping through my memory
The sponge of summer dripping ‘till it’s dry
I can’t recall a time I felt this way, I can’t recall a time I felt this way
I feel my age, a pigeon calls. Turn the page,
I see my sister giving breath
Another brother flew the nest
You spent the winter living on an island
To take the cold and bring it to your core
It’s kindling a different kind of fire
I used to hate the sand for all its moving
It hurt to feel the swirling all around
But I think I may have healed around the scar of time,
I may have healed around the scar of time
I feel my age, a pigeon calls. Turn the page,
I see my sister giving breath
Another brother flew the nest
He’s coming home
You can close the door, or bow your head
Wish I knew more
Than how to get by, get by
You wrote a letter asking for a reason
Burned it up and turned it into smoke
I can recall a time I felt that way,
I can recall a time I felt that way.
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4. |
July Rain
03:55
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Waxing gibbous, harbor light
The tide creeps higher
I gathered lavender, cause that’s all that I could do
The thought of you as humid as a tomb
And I’m waiting for
We’re all waiting for
July rain, July rain
Break the heat, sweet relief
Let it all fall down
Oh your father, oh my god
The atlantic couldn’t hold that kind of love
The salinity that binds a father to his son
Blood and water, break the levy down
And he’s desperate for
We’re all waiting for
July rain, july rain
Break the heat, sweet relief
let it all fall down
July rain, July rain
Bow my head, bend my knees
Can you hear me now,
Let it all fall down
How it all falls down
What do you want me to say now
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5. |
Cape Cod
03:26
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You blow my mind in a Cape Cod kinda way
With a sandbar spine and a rose hip bush
And cigarettes a pack a day
I turned around at seventeen
Learned to drive, I went the other way
Said “anywhere, but east from here is where I wanna be”
With a backpack full of principles
And how things ought to be
All figured out and folded neat
Like my mother’s laundered sheets
Self righteous as a pastor’s kid
Before he learned what his father did
I said “anywhere, but east from here is where I’m gonna be”
Kindness used to come so easy
How’d i learn to be so mean?
Not to your face, but in my head
I tossed you out like some book I read
With which i disagreed, that tried to hard
To hide the ugly that’s in you, and in me
I’d lose my mind in a Cape Cod kinda way
Getting mischievous when the summer-folk go
With your pal since the third grade
There’s two dozen of you at twenty two
And then thirty four, and then fifty eight
Still hangin ‘round downtown
Slurping oysters in october
How I learn to be so mean?
Thinkin “anywhere but east from here is where I wanna be”
Or where I ought to be
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Sorrow/Joy
02:35
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You found me in the driveway
Lights off, the engine humming
Got home an hour ago
Paralyzed by things unspoken
Got so much I want to show you
Nothing’s wrong i just feel the whole wide world
Aooohhhhh
I don’t like keeping secrets
I just want my words to feel true
Like how the way I feel about you
Isn’t wild waves or fires
But a slow start to desire
The kind of warmth that doesn’t tire
Aooohhhhh
Joy feels a lot like sadness
Just a cup that’s overflowing
Impartial to what it’s holding
Still water with an endless bottom
Dive in, show ‘em if you got ‘em
Hearts as heavy as an endless autumn
Aoooohhhhh
You found me in the driveway
My car still full of groceries
We’ve got a lot to carry
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Imaginary Sunshine
03:46
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I remember summer nights
With cigarettes and bibles
Underaged cocktails
Wash down the confusion
I thought you were safe
But i was mistaken
For you were just a person
A person like me
And we’d shout our rage
Down by the water
Rip off all our clothes
Baptism only backwards
I felt so lost, I prayed to be found
I was jealous of your faith
Just longing for home
Now I count the cost
Of what I might have lost
By sheltering myself
From feeling the storm
Ignore the waves
Pretend there is no rain
Drink the wine and run towards
Imaginary sunshine
I was ashamed, I had to look away
But when part of you escapes
The rest of you remains
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8. |
Windy
02:11
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It was windy the day that you left me
It was windy
I thought the wind took me
Perhaps it blew through me
Perhaps it spoke to soon
And I am exposed
Elementally alone
Soil, fire, water failing
To bring me back my home
No need to feel sorry
It’s okay to feel angry
No need to love what is free
For I am empty
And surely that scares me
It shakes the dust from wings
And I am exposed
Fundamentally alone
Soil, fire, water falling
To build me a new home
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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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