1. |
Miss You
03:24
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Last Saturday night
When we were standing by the pool
I saw you smile
I think you thought I was a fool
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
In the parking lot
Smoking cigarettes and acting cool
With a bottle of gin
These memories can be so cruel
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You better miss me when I’m gone
As I get older I see all the people
That I once called friends
Over my shoulder I am waving goodbye
To what might have been
When I cross that bridge
And home is in the rearview mirror
I’ll keep it all
In the memories that I hold dear
I’m gonna miss you when I’m gone
I really miss you when I’m gone
As I get older I see all the people
That I once called friends
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2. |
Gaslight
04:00
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Heard what you said, I heard what you said
Rolled off of the curb and into the gutter
That you loved me more, you loved me more
[CHORUS]
I always was afraid of watching you slip away
The fire from your gaslight burning me ‘til it’s over
What goes unsaid still lies beneath
Carves into your chest and into your slumber
And I dragged you down, I dragged you down
I dragged you down, down too deep
[CHORUS]
Wish I could go, wish I could go back
But there’s too much time and distance between us
And you needed more, you needed more
You needed more than I could afford
[CHORUS]
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3. |
Fire Starter
03:55
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I’ve been singin’ for my supper
For so goddamn long
It’s been 10 years now
Sang my songs for kings and clowns
And I’m going home again
The summers here are fine
But I’ve been drinking all the time
And I’m going straight now
Am I my mother’s daughter,
Am I my father’s daughter,
How much is just me?
Fame is just a tempting mistress
Alone in the night
I was a coward way back then
But now I’m here again
I tell you I won’t give in
And I finally found the time
To look you squarely in the eyes
And tell you, “You’ve wronged me.”
Was I just weak and faltered,
A fool with a gambling problem,
How much were my dreams?
I can walk the sands of my life
All on my own
I know just what I did
And now I’ve made my bed
Oh I’m gonna lie in it
But I quit my drinkin’ wine
On stage there crying in the lights
And prayin’ I’ll make it
Am I a saintly martyr,
Or am I a fire starter,
Is it all inside of me?
Who knows just what they’re supposed to be?
My worst just gets the best of me
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4. |
I Love My Phone
04:15
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Stars are dead before we even notice
And that's how my friends keep looking at me
As if I've burnt out
But residual light remains
Illuminating faces I used to know
My old best friend
Oh I have never completely understood
High plans to psychedelic rock bands down south
You've found
Some semblance of what it means
To be alive
I'm up until five again
[CHORUS]
Oh, well here we go again
To the lonely world of friends
Vague non-verbal signs we analyze illiterately
I love my phone
There are things
That can't live inside of me anymore
They cut my guts
In perpetual internal war
I.e. affection silent between two males
Ingrained
Now love’s someone else’s fairytale
[CHORUS]
Medical grade,
Long summer's day
And when it hit
Words fell out quick
All of our tears
Thirteen years on the tip of my tongue
Still weird when we hug
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5. |
We'll Die Young
04:20
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We were drivin’
not arrivin’
funny how the boys can drink all
Night was on us
just like lightning
gone are the times
when we could just laugh it off
In Massachusetts
when we first met
I was scared then
but the days kept rolling on like
Silver lining
in the moonlight
you said softly,
“you never know when you’ll end up in
South Dakota”
the sky lit up
thunder crashin’
thought at once it was the end of
days are numbered
why you wonder
losing sleep just
thinkin’ of the ways in which I
could die young
[CHORUS]
We’ll die young
Seems romantic all that’s tragic
Seems to come undone
Seems pedantic to describe with such awe
It’s just the end
Wasn’t right but
It was easy
Wasted all that summer long when
We were sixteen
At the movies
Some old picture
Made me think we’d all end up in
Mid Ohio
That big snowstorm
You just smiled
Thinking of the ways in which we
Could die young
[CHORUS]
Ain’t it funny how the dead live on in song
It’s just the end
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6. |
To The Grave
04:13
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Who even started this
Now I can’t even tell
Time moves faster than
My memory anyhow
Yellow and blue
The way the basement used to smell
The pictures on the walls
And all the stories that they tell
[CHORUS]
Time won’t heal you
Secret almost taken to the grave
What was it you were trying to save?
Your daughter is a stranger
I know you know very well
Why you were listening to Joni
Late at night and not in bed
You are my sunshine is still
Playing in my head
The guilt the shame now who can blame
For what it is you hid?
[CHORUS]
Secret almost taken to the grave
Was it cruel or was it brave?
Don’t know why I didn’t
Just tell it all before
A generation’s secrets I tried
To sweep under the floor
If not for the fear
I don’t know what I’m running for
But to the grave I’ll brush away
And try just to ignore
[CHORUS]
She is why my will is strong
When my heart is weak
Drinking till 3am
By the kitchen sink
When it’s quiet out on the road
It all comes back to me
In waves
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7. |
Crossbow
03:52
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A lot of things were born and died
In that time
There’s ten whitetail deer
coming up the drive
and mothers are just daughters
buried by time
There’s a crossbow on the wall
Scared me since I was small
Cicadas do their rattle dance
All night long
Memories closing ‘round my neck
Slow but strong
And lightning strikes the hour glass
I’m holding on
[CHORUS]
There’s a crossbow on the wall
Scared me since I was small
And you don’t know shit about it
You don’t know shit about it
Aviary echoes a solemn song
Finches, wrens and turtle doves all have gone
Now just sits a golden cage
Covered by dust
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8. |
Nearby If Need Be
03:58
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I'd love to talk but you talk first
surface level pleasantries we've rehearsed
I know you're bored and restless
nothing will ever be enough
just remember things could be much worse
[CHORUS]
I don't really know what to say to you
I never really know what to say to you
But I will always be
nearby if need be
If we could just get along for a minute
I'd try to make things right
stop all my excuses, end this useless fighting
But when the last line's drawn and
we've tried to make amends
our old habits get the best of us
and here we go again
[CHORUS]
Don't ask the reasons why we ever started this
I'm the Montague and he's the Capulet
wasted hatred
[CHORUS]
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9. |
Islands
03:17
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Friends, friends
Kick over sandcastles,
Now I'm just a hassle
On the telephone
Friendships
Sinking to the sun,
Running low on mythology
In friends
[CHORUS]
Well I guess I built an island
Once I burned the bridge
Sipping on a hard pill
In the shadow of my friends
Grown up,
The clinking of cups,
Paddling through the calendar events
It's alright
If we don't talk for a while
I've got all your voices in my head
[CHORUS]
I ran into your mother
She said tell you pick up your phone
But I know we're just reminders
Of the skin you shed at home
Just when
I thought I understood
The mallard laughs
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10. |
Windstorm
03:38
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I miss you what else is there to say,
who’s faces are you gazing into,
Who’s love would you like to save?
And do you miss me,
Do you think of me at all,
Did I change you for the better,
Did I change you at all?
‘cause who I was isn’t who I am today
is it you have I have to thank or is it you
I have to hate?
I’m still trying to figure it out
Life’s a reflection of the choices that we make
And the people that came before
The lessons that they gave
And you can follow the tracks that they laid down
Or you can go off into the void to see what it’s about
And there’s a wisdom when it’s all stripped away
There’s a message in the silence that you may not get today
I’m a windstorm, you can’t break me down
There’s resistance as I’m coming to the end
When I’ve drunk up the whole bottle
And my head begins to spin
And there are pictures nailed hard against the wall
But my heart is an earthquake
Daring them to fall
And I would shatter oh I would burn the whole place down
I guess I understand now why you hated this old town
I’m a windstorm, you can’t break me down
I’m still trying to figure it out
But I’m a windstorm, you can’t break me down
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Honeysuckle Saratoga Springs, New York
Swirling synth pop meets traditional folk storytelling. Honeysuckle’s sixth studio release, Shadow Dance, encapsulates
feelings of nostalgia, loss and hope.
The songwriting is ever poignant, painting a picture with nostalgia. Shadow Dance, as the name implies, plays with the themes of loss and hope and how the two criss cross through our lives.
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