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Little Things
04:51
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What are we gonna do
About me and you
And all these little things
That get between us
And leave us fighting to keep our grasp
Remembering what we had
They're tearing us apart?
What can I do with you
And your tears and your heart
That forever aches
Your body shakes
And you say this isn't what love is supposed to be
It's tearing me apart?
What can you do with me
And my cold, distant heart
All the hurtful things I say
My attempts to explain it all away
One day love wears the crown
The next it's on the ground
It tears you apart?
I saw you walking a lonesome road
In the middle of the night
Said you could not stand one more fight
Said you felt so alone
Couldn't call this your home
I'm staring out the open door
Past the kids, past the yard
Why do I make your life so hard?
I wonder what I'm looking for,
Why I treat you so poor?
What are we gonna do
About me and you
And all these little things
That get between us
And leave us fighting to keep our grasp
Remember what we had
They're tearing us apart?
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Broken
04:39
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So maybe now it’s over and the wind it just aint right
And when you’re living quietly you’ll catch moments deep at night
From those things that seemed so far away to the days that didn’t disappear
You were caught somewhere in between I don’t think you cared
Cause you were broken
So I guess this race is over, i guess you’ve sailed away
When you’re stripped of the day the night takes hold of you that way
And says goodbye to the dreams, you painted perfectly
We’re left to figure out that canvas that only you could see
That was broken
I try to remember, the film of your life
But the colors -are fading away
And blending into, another day
that will keep me waiting
So ill walk out and try to find a piece of you
Damaged, alone
And broken
It’s hard to stand against the wind, when it blows right through your memories
Comes crashing into those left behind as wasted little things
Moments and yesterdays flying through the air
leaving us with nothing, but things that won’t disappear
that are broken
Gone are the days when you were young
And tender to the touch as an early summer sun
But the look that was in your eye was cold as the snow
It was only then that I truly did know
How many roads you went down
Before you found a way to break that silly crown
But the angel sent was like none before
Silently leading you to an unfamiliar door
That wasn’t broken
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Hey there red-eyed face in the mirror
Now what do you have to say?
The sun has come up and she stood you up
It aint been your night and it don't look to be your day
But you'll say it's no fault of your own
And you're better off letting her go.
And before you turn away, the things you
don't say will be the thoughts that you'll
carry deep in your heart long after she's forgotten you.
Hey there tired old face in the mirror
There aint no way you're getting 'round
You broke every rule and that girl played you a fool
She said that she wanted you in a sweet voice
that haunted you and before it ever started she told you that you were all through.
But you'll say that was a lie
Cause she had a thing for you all along
You wrote her a song and that girl sang along
On a night just like last night and it felt all right till the words you had just wouldn't come.
But you'll say, you don't understand
She really meant every word that she said.
You're not being fair, you weren't even there when she said
all those things that made my heart sing and got me staying up
late and playing my songs and feeling this way at the dawn.
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5. |
Beneath the Light
05:56
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6. |
Practical in Love
05:17
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7. |
Come Into My Bed
04:49
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8. |
Her Love
04:53
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He sits alone in silence starring at the sky
A stranger to the strung out places he can’t hide
goodbye afternoons and letters from the insides
and the days that seem to linger quietly
And all the battered people stop to say hello
hoping for better days where did they all go
and all the innocence that wells from his eyes
are gone from him so quietly
and she said
don’t erase
the things inside your head
They’re the things that keep you safe when you’re all alone in bed
so he sits with his secrets and his sun up above
and his flowers that will never fade away
like her love
she told him dreams of absolutes and infinities
momentary lapses in the reality of little things
unforgotten hand-holds when he was a better man
are gone from him so quietly
But it’s never the same-the howling times
That swirls in the wind and hides-the raging inside
A flower that blooms is a flower that dies
Wasting its breath on the same old lies
It’s better to be
alone quietly
He sits alone in silence and dismay
hoping for the rain to come and wash it all away
goodbye afternoons and letters from the insides
and the days that seem to linger quietly
and she said
Dont erase
the things inside your head
there the things that keep you safe when your all alone in bed
so he sits with his secrets and his sun up above
and his flowers that will never fade away
And the colors that always want to stay
and his flowers that will never go away
Like her love
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9. |
Makes Me Spin
04:07
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10. |
These Stories
06:02
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11. |
Plastic Flowers
05:44
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It must have been coming on June in the year
When I passed down a street and I saw you sitting there
Alone in your yard in a beat-up folding plastic chair
Well the sun beat down but you found some shade
You were sitting all alone in a garden that you made
Where each blade of grass and soldier straight flower obeyed
And I looked at you but to my surprise
Across generations eyes me eyes
And I tried to understand
But your taut lips they never said hi
Chorus:
Was your mind trained on the living or the dead
On the long road behind or the short road ahead
Did you take some comfort in colors that don't fade
Were you hiding from the sun in your little bit of shade
Did you trade the moment for eternity
Make permanence a friend, time an enemy
Were you killing time or savoring the hours
Seeking salvation in rows of plastic flowers
Chorus
I couldn't stop to ask I had somewhere to be
Had something to do, somebody else to see
Had seeds to sow that might finally set me free
So I went on home to my own little garden
All the fragile, vivid blooms that live for just a few hours
Took my son's tiny hand and watched a perfect sun falling in a limitless sky
And I thought about my life and the passing of time
All the flowers I'd plant and the trees I might climb
In my own tiny yard if there were ever ever enough time.
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12. |
Last Letter
06:35
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Wish I had something to hang onto
when I feel I’m grasping at the air
she said it’s not the things you miss most
they're the things you thought you had that were never really there
so write me a note saying you know that I’m here
save me a moment so I won’t disappear tonight
Ill fold it away in a pocket so I know I’m not alone
it helps me make it through the daylight
And I take the summer air cause it reminds me of you
and leave behind my winters and list of things to do
I’ll walk out and try to find that last bit of blue
that I once had in a letter from you.
I’ve waited ‘til the end of Wednesday
Saved things that should’ve’ died
Flown into cities that never stood a chance
Of being loved in your eyes
So come on back to Boston
Come on back where we belong
Come on and dance with me down on the avenue
Come on and sing me one more song
I’m sick of the waiting
I’m so sick of you
I’m sick of all this freedom and life in this zoo
And maybe when the rain is emptied and through
I’ll find that last…..
Flying through darkness, star lights and tail lights
everything is beautiful tonight
flying home from you, thoughts winding in and out
like a red-blurred photograph you took before the fading
I could’ve been perfect
I could’ve been you
I could’ve been somebody’s somebody new
Just like you
Sad eyes captured of you
Long before the goodbyes stood so still
There was me and there was you
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Hat On, Drinking Wine Worcester, Massachusetts
From 2006 to 2011, Hat On, Drinking Wine recorded two albums and played hundreds of shows around the New England area. Once dubbed "Worcester's answer to Wilco" by music reviewer Craig Semon, HODW was known for their heartfelt songs and marathon shows while fusing rock, americana, folk, blues and roots music. The band has been on hiatus since 2012. Matt Robert has released an album in 2013 ... more
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