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DRIVE

I Need To Drive (03:54)
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For Jeannette Walls, author of The Glass Castle • You're the home sweet home that I settled for, a pretty place where I could pace a pretty floor • Now all your windows have turned into doors, when I step outside I need to drive • I need to drive, I need to go like butterflies to Mexico, like a bird chasing a Winter storm across the sky, don't ask me why, I couldn't say, it's just that way • You're just like all the homes we knew as kids • Plenty of cubbies where we dreamed and hid till it was time to move away, and we did I always cried, and then we'd drive • I need to drive I need to go like a wild mustang through new snow, Like Thelma and Louise, though New Mexico, you'd have to say that was the way they had to go • I know you'll miss me when I'm gone, the feel of footfalls on your floor will tell you I'm home and you can hold me • I need to drive I need to go • I need to drive I need to go like a bird chasing a Winter storm across the sky, don't ask me why, it's just that I need to drive I need to go ...

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Shoop Ta Sho (03:04)
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I'm hurtin' I'm not flirtin', no I'm not angels in the snow • I'm feeling the feelings I denied for so long I kept them inside, it's crazy ... you think so? • well I guess I, I guess I, I guess I, I guess I, I guess I always shoop ta sho • Under the belly of a cow you got udders, you got clowns • depends on the way you look at it, I've been milkin' a lover for a friend, and it's crazy but now I know, and I guess I, I guess I, I guess I, I guess I, I guess I always shoop ta sho • And your poetry doesn't teach me, no your poetry doesn't seek me, your poetry doesn't reach me if it used to, if it used to • I'm fillin' my time up with new, I got pieces on the scope • 'Cuz runnin' and hidin's for toddlers, I'm biding my time with my daughters and fightin' the waters of apathy with new hope • and I guess I, I guess I, I guess I, I guess I, I guess I always shoop ta sho

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I Don't Care About The Moon (03:49)
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I don't care about the moon, I don't care about the sun, I don't care about a rainbow, they tease the sky and then they're gone • I don't care about the things too big to hold, too far away • I only care about you 'cause I can hold you every day • If you find me lost in the charms of a clear blue midnight sky, I'll be standing in the dark, starin' at the stars, counting all the reasons why I don't care about the moon, and when the stars come out to play, their sparkling eyes could never hold me and I can hold you every day • All the heavenly bodies suspended in space, are for dreamers and gazers, it's illusions they chase • If you find me lost in the charms of a shimmering sapphire sky, I'll be barefoot in the sand, sifting through my hands will be all the reasons why I don't care about the moon, too hard to hold, too far away, I only care about you 'cause I can hold you every day • I fold my hands in prayer each morning you'll find me soon somehow, someway, and I will show you as I hold you, why I don't care about the moon

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You're My Falling Star (03:05)
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I was lonely, looking to the sky when a falling star landed by • Whatever brings two hearts together is a mystery we can't deny • I was lucky when you fell my way and you stepped from the star parade • You were a dream in the distance in a night so vast, now you're my falling star come to stay • You fell so far to be near, you were a vision when you appeared • Heaven is only a playground of dreams they say, stretching far as the Milky Way • To have found a love brighter than all above, a lucky star that shines by day, a falling star, that's what you are, falling in love with me to stay

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Watermelon Moon Eyes (03:17)
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I've had some trouble coming down from you, I'm drunk on the light of a Watermelon Moon, and the nectar of your emerald eyes, the salt of your tears, your kisses' cries • There's no going back for a safety boat, no water to drown in, no boat to float, swingin' high above the stars' footlights, to a calliope 'neath a pink moon sky, and morning breaking in your Watermelon Moon eyes • I knew we'd illuminate the moon as poets do, and lovers who thirst for the moon to open up love's sacred bloom, for daylight destroys what moonbeams unearth • Have you ever seen when pink moon flies, it brings out the pleading in your baby's eyes and the need, born at the edge of night to bless every plea in its sweet, sweet light, and morning breaking in your Watermelon Moon eyes

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Winter Blossom (04:52)
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The Musclewoods have all been dipped in mercury and silver • A black grackle cackles 'neath a dove-grey sky • A restless patch of Black-eyed Susans lashes out in sprays of color, all decked out, like a Baptist's daughter, gone out the window to meet her lover, underneath the wistful gaze of Winter's leaden eye • Every region of my skin you draped in burgundy and velvet and removed the crown of reason that I wore • Each defense you have reshaped by a love that's out of season like that bed of yellow flowers out my door • So tell me, why should I ask what is or isn't in your kiss? • When it's so loaded down with love and thoughtful lover's lies • And tell me, what blossom inquires "what time of year is this?" before it pushes its tender petals in prayer to the skies • Every region of my skin you draped in burgundy and velvet and removed the crown of reason that I wore Each defense you have reshaped by a love that's out of season, like that bed of yellow flowers, where we laid to catch the hours along the silent greystone path of Winter's corridor

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Tumbleweed Heart (03:51)
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He had a tumbleweed heart, he was always rollin' away, he was as free as a bird, as loose as a word you never meant to say • He had a tumbleweed heart, out to see the world, till he blew into town, started hangin' around with a sagebrush girl • He never meant to stay, he had rainbows to chase, for the road was a code for love that wouldn't grow old and fade to grey • He had a tumbleweed heart, across the desert he whirled, and he spun like a top till all at once he stopped for a sagebrush girl • A sagebrush girl prefers a garden to keep, she doesn't favor the wind and her roots grow deep • She never liked to roam, she'd have no horse and no cart, but in time she would leave to be tossed on the breeze with a tumbleweed heart • Under a harvest moon, a chandelier of stars, he put down a few roots, she pulled on her boots and waltzed into his arms • Under a desert sky they made tumbling an art, and danced and they swirled, that sagebrush girl, and a tumbleweed heart

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Moon's Too Bright (04:43)
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Don't you hate how a heart hardens when love closes its eyes? • Ain't it strange how we'd both forgotten all about the goodbyes? • But holding you close in the night made loving you easy and safe • Now the emptiness holds me so tight it's beginning to chafe • I'm too, keyed up to sleep, the moon's too bright and the memories too steep • I'm too keyed up to sleep, the moon's too bright and the darkness too deep • Don't you hate when it's fate your stalling 'cause you never much liked a surprise? • But I always answered the calling, straight as an old crow flies • To love you felt hopelessly right, dear, and right's never wrong to a heart • Now to get through the day I just steer, but getting through night is an art • I'm too keyed up to sleep, the moon's too bright and the memories too steep • By the light of the moon I hold on to a thread, swinging between full-of-hope and a half-empty bed • I'm too keyed up to sleep, the moon's too bright and the memories too steep • I'm too keyed up to sleep, the moon's too bright, and the darkness too deep

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You Got Love (03:35)
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In my own little corner of the world you make me feel secure, you make a difference in my life, you change my world • You change my world, you make me smile, just because, just because you got time, you got grace, you got love written on your face • There's a world out there spinning by with all that's beautiful and strange, with all that tears at little hearts like yours and mine • You change that world, you make it fine just because, all because you got time, you got grace, you got love written on your face

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Our Goodbyes (04:10)
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A mountain looms by a fireside, in the warm cocoon of your soon-to-be bride, down a long white lie where your tires have sped, like an empty rhyme that must be fed • while the mad, mad moon, like a witch's sun fills up my room with everything we've done, and I'd be blind, if I didn't have eyes, and I wouldn't know love but for our goodbyes • Soon you'll arrive at her gilded crest, kneel like child, at her warm behest, and like a newborn stoned at his mama's breast, you will atone like a grateful guest • while memory's braille, of my Bedouin face, golden and pale, that your fingertips traced, will merge by and by into her rivers of sighs, and she wouldn't know love but for our goodbyes • From the dawn of time until time stands still, a heart will find a way to fill, like sand that feeds an hourglass, the aching need for love's repast • while for you and me, what another deems sour, was a truly sweet nocturnal flower whose beauty thrives where our darkness lies, we wouldn't know love but for our goodbyes, she wouldn't know love, but for our goodbyes, we wouldn't know love but for our goodbyes

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All songs by Paula Held © 2010

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PRODUCED BY:
Stephen Doster, EAR, Austin TX
Engineered by James Stevens

PLAYERS:
J.J. Johnson - percussion
Chris Maresh - double bass
Stephen Doster - guitar
Red Young - keys & Hammond organ
Ephraim Owens - trumpet
Dennis Ludiker - strings

ARTWORK:
Packaging by Renee Fernandez, Decoder Ring Design Concern, Austin
Photos by Todd V. Wolfson and Winker with an Eye