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Mirror
03:55
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I'm finding my way back to myself,
to the one who marveled at the sight of her own hands.
I sat so long on the highest shelf,
tending to invented futures' invented demands.
I got nothin left to sell,
my feet have made it back to the land.
I didn't know that I was hiding,
arbitrary rule abiding.
Using some burnt out bulb for lighting,
digging in my heels, busy with misled misguiding.
I thought the answers were in a book,
I thought my eyes knew where to look.
I thought and thought, but now I'm shook,
I'm feelin something, maybe that's all it took.
Now all of the notes in my head
are making it past the length of my own bed.
Along with the dreams that I haven't fed
and all the words that I'd forgotten that I'd never said.
I'm finding my way back to myself,
to the one who marveled at the sight of her own hands.
I sat so long on the highest shelf,
tending to invented futures' invented demands.
I got nothin left to sell,
my feet have made it back to the land.
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2. |
Lisa
04:45
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Lisa can explain all his tattoos
Lisa knows his family's rich history of issues
Lisa sends him birthday gifts hoping that the air will shift
Lisa wears a smile for him even when he doesn't look at her
Lisa's beautiful and well he, well, he's all right.
But Lisa thinks he's beautiful even though we can't really see why.
To her he's beautiful even when he's feeding her his sweet little white lies.
She finds him beautiful,
he's such a dumb luck sort of fuckin guy.
'Cuz she waits by his door
doesn't knock doesn't ring the bell
just waits by his door, ignoring all his hell.
She waits by his door, part of her knowing full well
that he was never gonna give her a key,
but still she couldn't leave.
Lisa cooks like people who win Chopped
sizzling the onions while she glazes up the pork chops
Lisa sets the table for two
then she winds up wrapping up the second serving of food
Lisa sets aside all her own wishes
while she pours some dish soap over all her dirty dishes
Lisa goes and gases up her car
drives for half an hour just to see him at his bar
hoping that when he sees her, he'll smile from afar
but he's busy picking maraschino cherries from the jar
Lisa's the funniest one in the whole place
but her sense of humor doesn't match up with his shitty taste
Lisa listens as he vents about his tragic perfect ex
Lisa doesn't even mind having to wait a month for sex
Lisa wakes in her bed alone
sees zero new messages on her phone
Lisa looks in the mirror
to everyone but her, it couldn't be clearer
that Lisa's beautiful and well he, well, he's all right.
But Lisa thinks he's beautiful even though we can't really see why.
To her he's beautiful even when he's feeding her his sweet little white lies.
She finds him beautiful,
he's such a dumb luck sort of fuckin guy.
'Cuz she waits by his door
doesn't knock doesn't ring the bell
just waits by his door, ignoring all his hell.
She waits by his door, part of her knowing full well
that he was never gonna give her a key,
but still she couldn't leave.
Lisa's beautiful
yeah she's beautiful
Lisa's beautiful
even when she doesn't know when to walk away.
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3. |
Someone Else's
04:33
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You can’t lay claim to me
but you can lay your head down next to me
and you can’t have me
but you can have breakfast at the table with me
and you can’t complete me
but you can surely meet me at the door
and you can’t own me
cuz you still owe me ten bucks from last week,
you thought Id forget it, well isn’t that sweet
I thought I wanted to let go
I thought I needed to be known
I thought I was ready to be someone else’s someone else’s
I thought I wanted to let go
I thought I needed to be known
I thought I was ready to be someone else’s someone else’s
You can’t plan a life around me
but you can stick around for a bit with me
You can’t be the other half of me
but we can go halfsies on the pizza pie, I won’t touch the pepperoni
and you can’t know me, really know me
but you can ask some questions, get to know some things about me
and you can’t free me
but if you wanna be free for a while, just keep on walking next to me
I thought I wanted to let go
I thought I needed to be known
I thought I was ready to be someone else’s someone else’s
I thought I wanted to let go
I thought I needed to be known
I thought I was ready to be someone else’s someone else’s
You can’t lay claim to me
but you can lay your head down next to me
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4. |
Jesse
02:25
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You made me laugh.
When I was with you, I never felt out of place.
I never felt like I had to put on a face.
You didn't want a ride home that night,
you wanted to walk the whole way yourself.
And you were so goddamn self deprecating.
You wouldn't take a compliment from fuckin anyone.
I don't think you saw the beauty that was you.
I don't think you saw the way we all saw you.
I don't know if there was anything that anyone could do.
But if there was,
I'm sorry for not doing it.
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5. |
Sometimes
07:16
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Sometimes I’m not here
Sometimes I find it hard to hear
Sometimes I can’t figure out the day
Sometimes I don’t have anything to say
Sometimes my body doesn’t feel
Sometimes my mind doesn’t know whats real
Sometimes my past gets twisted up
Sometimes the future isn’t enough
Sometimes my feet forget to move
Sometimes I got nothin I wanna prove
Sometimes my head can only ache
Sometimes I give and forget to take
Sometimes I play the part of the muse
Sometimes it just leaves me feelin used
Sometimes I’m not sure where to lay the blame
Sometimes I forget the sound of my own name
Sometimes my room becomes too small
Sometimes I can’t get out at all
Sometimes when I’m sleeping I can’t dream
Sometimes when I’m angry I can’t scream
Sometimes when you call I can’t pick up the phone
Sometimes when I wanna call you back I can’t get past the dial tone
Sometimes my memories lie
Sometimes I start wishing we didn’t say goodbye
Sometimes my voice doesn’t wanna sing
Sometimes my fingers won’t play a goddamn thing
Sometimes my eyes can’t see
Sometimes I forget how to be
Sometimes
But not all of the time.
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6. |
Abbey
04:11
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Remember all the birthday cards that we hand wrote?
So long ago, so long ago
Stayin up late just to watch mediocre TV shows
So long ago, so long ago
When we beat mom and dad in board games, oh how we’d gloat
So long ago, so long ago
Sometimes you were the only one who’d laugh when I’d make a joke
So long ago, so long ago
I used to hear you getting ready when I woke
So long ago
Why’d we have to fight before we could get close?
Well I don’t know, well I don’t know.
Why’d we have to steal instead of asking to borrow?
Well I don’t know, well I don’t know.
All the years we spent adrift, alone
Well I don’t know, well I don’t know.
We got so lost just trying to get where we needed to go
Well I don’t know
Why don’t you know that your beauty glows?
I do not know how you could not know.
And all the talks we had sittin beneath the willow
They helped us grow, they helped us grow
Some made us sad but even so
They helped us grow, they helped us grow
The way you listened when I spoke
You help me grow, you help me grow
How just the sight of your eyes lightened my load
You help me grow, you help me grow
Some things only the two of us can know
They help us grow, they help us grow
Some things only the two of us can know
They help us grow, they help us grow
They help us grow.
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7. |
No Rush
04:37
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There’s no rush, child
The words I needed to hear
This is when it all happens
Let go of the fear
But I got some skin in the race,
I gotta keep up the pace,
No lookin back at the past I could never get my eyes to face.
My chest is a sinking weight,
my head is a dirtied slate,
I never learned what it means to wait.
I’m getting nowhere fast at a steady rate.
There’s no rush, child
The words I needed to hear
This is when it all happens
Let go of the fear
The glances I wanted to steal,
I wanted to speak, my lips were sealed,
I wanted to fly but struck a deal that left me spinnin the same old wheels.
The same old lines weighing on my shoulder
keep playing over and over
and then they wind up takin over
all of the moments my feet pass over.
There’s no rush child, there’s no rush.
There’s no rush child, there’s no rush.
I’m staring at the clock,
I’m afloat looking for the dock,
At the door, afraid to knock,
Tick tock tick tock.
I’m hoping for an answer,
I’m looking for an anchor,
My mind is only getting blanker.
There’s no rush child
There’s no rush
Just, listen.
Just, hush.
There’s no rush
There’s no rush
There’s no rush
There’s no rush, child.
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Hannah Jay Massachusetts
Hannah Jay is a singer-songwriter based in Jamaica Plain, MA. She tries to keep it honest and relatable, hopefully you'll find something in her music that speaks to you.
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