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the party
04:33
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Lover, I plead, won’t you come with me to the party (party)
They’re friends with me and they’ll be real friendly at the party (party)
There will be a lot of food and you’re sure to leave in a better mood
So let’s call a car cause the parking’s hard at the party (party)
I’m taking a leave from my family at the party (party)
Where there’s a sea of folks who don’t know me at the party (party)
I am free to act differently when someone new talks to me
It’s the empty slate that keeps me late at the party (party)
You are a place I want to be (a place I want to be)
You are a place I want to be, never want to leave
Spilling wine, I might have done my time at the party (party)
But reading signs was never quite my grind at the party (party)
Strumming songs past my bedtime, trying hard to harmonize
It’s fun to play, so figure I might stay at the party (party)
You are a place I want to be (a place I want to be)
You are a place I want to be (a place I want to be)
Where do we go now?
Where do we go now?
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wrong side of a cliff
03:28
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Call me from the wrong side of a cliff
Where nothing I can say will help you lift yourself
Hanging by your calloused fingertips
How am I to be your audience?
How am I to be?
If you let go, you’re on your own
If you let go you’re on your own
I hope you didn’t waste your single call
I’m paralyzed to think that you might fall
Throwing you a rope you push away
You’re not the kind of person to be saved
You’re not the kind of person
If you let go, you’re on your own
If you let go, you’re on your own
Looking at the picture upside down
Am I the weight that keeps you on the ground?
Was I wrong to think you couldn’t fly?
And did you bring me here to say goodbye?
Why’d you bring me here?
If you let go, you’re on your own
If you let go, you’re on your own
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by the fuse
03:24
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Ain’t it good? Ain’t it great?
You’re not late, you’re right on time
Ain’t it good? Ain’t it nice?
Say it twice, you’re doing fine
Is it too good to be true?
Is it too precious to lose?
What a mess, what a shame
Who’s to blame? Pick a side
Just so sad, get so mad
Feel so bad, want to hide
Is this the life you choose?
Too troubled to soothe?
What a strange life to lead
Wolf to feed, state of mind
In between two extremes
Am I free or am I kind?
Split me into two
Light me by the fuse
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water me
02:15
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Once in a while, I’m delighted to be on your mind
Every Sunday or so you’re reminded by just the right light
Here I sit at your window
Asking you to help me grow
Water me, why won’t you water me?
Aren’t I supposed to be?
Nourished more frequently?
Once in a while, you’ll decide that I’m part of your life
Every season or so, you’ll show up and act just like my wife
Come on, stay for the late show
Got new words that you oughta know, like:
Water me, please baby, water me.
Aren’t we supposed to be
Like this more frequently?
I won’t ask you why you’re killing time
Learn from the past
If you think this won’t last
Kill it fast, or:
Water me, won’t you please, water me
Like I’m your family tree?
Like you’re in love with me?
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springtime economy
01:52
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I wish I could just go outside
Open-faced and smiling wide
It’s so strange to have this time but not have time
It’s breaking down by party lines
Getting sick ignoring signs
Being right’s a very private point of pride
Help me open my eyes
To see what’s right in front of me
Hear the birds that sing for free
Slow It down a couple beats
And try to breathe
Rowing hard against the tide
Didn’t sleep at all last night
Worried images played sideways in my mind
Help me open my eyes
To see what’s right in front of me
Hear the birds that sing for free
Slow It down a couple beats
And try to breathe
Oh, we all know that the sun has to rise
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by the ankle
03:21
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It’ll get you by the ankle
When you’re face-down getting walked on on a table
Two missed calls from the same number
High on released toxins from your back
You call back and get the news
It always comes but today it comes for you
When and how are answered
But you don’t get to know why
You hang up and try to cry
Feel guilty for still being alive
It’s not about you, it’s not about you, it’s not about you
In the pitch black of the morning
At the airport calling someone that you shouldn’t
She hangs up, you crank the volume
Weeping Aeroplane Over the Sea
Hide your face as you ascend
Buried by the window’s silent wind
Oh, when and how, but why
Ugly cry the friendly sky
Never asked to be alive
It’s not about you, it’s not about you, it’s not about you
It’s not about you, it’s not about you, it’s not about you
Looking at the calendar, it’s sure to come again
Death is coming for us all, I should be a better friend
I feel it in my throat, I know something’s going to give
And I’m still have trouble finding good reasons to live
It’s not about you, it’s not about you, it’s not about you
It’s not about you, it’s not about you, it’s not about you
It’s not about you, it’s not about you, it’s not about you
It’s not about you, it’s not about you, it’s not about you
It’s not about you, it’s not about you, it’s not about you
It’s not about
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Kirsten Opstad Los Angeles, California
Kirsten Opstad is a Los Angeles-based singer-songwriter.
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