1. |
The New Dream
04:12
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Oh my sadness is like a well
Dug down deeply it casts its spell
When I wake up from terror dreams
The water comes a'risin on this sea of dreams
Can you help me find liberty
This mind and this body wait to find their peace
In my tears run so deep and dry, a plea for help for those who cry
[CHORUS:]
In each, our time will yet rise again
But in this heart a friend
When sorrow screams
The waves roll by
Bring the new dream
Many eyes my heart has seen
Seeking kindness, stuck in between
Days that run faster than the swells
And the ice cold loneliness, this mind of hell
Came a day when, in sunshine bright
The rush of waves brought day to the night
And the shine of stars to day
Oh the diamonds of this life don't fade away
[CHORUS]
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2. |
When The Whales
01:31
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When the whales come to call
Better give it your all
Dungeons and dragons and boats full of bones
Just can't keep you from traveling home
You know the sound of your crystal-streak oars
And the pull of your boat to the shore
Just no sense in asking for more
Sun and water and wide open door
And it's high time
To make you your gates
A heaven of hell you awaits
Yes it's high time
To make you your gates
A heaven of hell if you'll wait
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3. |
If I Sang You my Song
02:19
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If I sang you my song
Would you have followed along
Would it have been enough
To keep your eyes on my face
And your feet in my place
And would you have known
What to do when alone
With my lonely heart tones
Had I sung you the thing that I sing
It's a cruel cold world
As the knots are unfurled
And the obstacles hurled
I built mountains of string
And tunnels and things
But maybe the ring
Of my song had it rung
From day one
Would have won your heart sober
And over and over
Had I sung you my song
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4. |
Moving (instr.)
02:09
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5. |
Spinsters Have More Fun
01:52
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Spinsters have more fun
Call me a man when I'm done
I'll have won, make me king
But oh I see the sun
And yeah I'm no one
No ma'am,
Spinsters have more fun
You can call me a bitch
Call me maiden or whore
Can't say 'twas me that started this war
After all, I'm just tired and poor
And a wide open door
And hey,
Spinsters have more fun
Can't say that there's no
More of family in store
But it sure has no sing
When I'm fishing for a ring
And why can't I be king?
Spend my days doin' things
And I'll have no regrets
No 'hey honey come get''s
'Cause I'm friends with the moms
And I'll sure cheer them on
But I'll dance till the dawn
On my grassy green lawn
Yes my throne I'm upon
Trust me,
Spinsters have more fun
Grandma, Spinsters have more fun.
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6. |
Totem (song w/ no words)
02:43
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In a shade of green
(inaudible:)
That my eyes have seen
From my totem pole tall
How I learned to fall
(music)
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7. |
Song for Patti
03:20
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We were your children
Because you had none
The shadows on the mountains
What makes them so blue
You made me true
Once in great darkness
You held sway with light
Spun silk and diamonds
Of small hands in night
And I held on
To the something beautiful
That we made
Memory weaves a tapestry
Far less complete
Than the heaven perfected
You heard in a beat
If body you suffered
If long night you cried
I give you my small words
Have all, have mine
And I held on
To the something beautiful
That you gave
And I never said goodbye
You're with every sigh
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8. |
Song of Sea (choral)
02:19
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When I have sailed my ship into port
Wonders await on that silvery shore
But will I know as peaceful a home
As the sea
La la la la la la la la la
Days come and gone the swells rose up green
Lives flew away in the spray of a dream
But not my boat, it sailed strong
Through storm cloud to lee
La la la la la la la la la
When I awake from watery throes
Worlds they will sparkle with gems, all that grows
What will remain of dungeons of rain?
Song of sea
La la la la la la la la la
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9. |
Go No Faster
03:44
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I've been trying to stand tall
Grab a moon from my five-foot standing wall
These hands they disagree
What's a hand without a heartbeat?
CHORUS:
'Cause it's the hardest thing
To know what you're after
The hardest thing
To go no faster
Upside down heart of stone
Orange moon hangs so low
In each day a thousand feats
Not so perfect, love so greets
CHORUS
Another day spent in warmth
Good company
Who could complain
Drops of rain
Planes of pain
The holy gain
Hinge of day
Bring it soft, tell it sweet
Push me not to my knees
All I ask is when all is said and done
No one's lost and no one's won
CHORUS
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10. |
In Burlington
04:11
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People who leave when the sunset's over
Miss the show
Miss the boats coming home and the shadows of tall waves
The glow
You wouldn't believe, the water was pink
It was good
I parked my car somewhere that it was free
My heart's no longer leaping dances of frenzy
I'm trying so hard to make sense
Of the wave-lapping sound
[CHORUS:]
'Cause only in Burlington oh I am lost I am found
Oh how I'm lost and I'm found
I'm found and then lost in this town
Oh I am lost I am found in Burlington.
The birds do a better job staying afloat
Dare I say
I've tried all of the apples at City Market
FIve new ways
And each day I learn something new
And each day the home I call
Home asks of me more than one human thought possible of she
Just don't do your laundry at King Street Laundromat
(Don't say I didn't warn you, friend!)
And good luck finding housing there in the south end
Save your pennies, your nickels and dimes
There's a guru come speaking at nine
And a house to be bought
And a shore to be greened
You won't know what you're worth
Till your conscience is cleaned
And your heart there a'gleaned
It's heavy, the scene
There in Burlington
CHORUS
And don't forget, you
I'm here when you call
The kids are ridin' up the walls
Churchbells ringing, no one in stalls
And I'm here when you call, I'm here when you call
I'm here
In Burlington
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11. |
When the Whales - No.7
01:35
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When the whales come to call
Better give it your all
Dungeons and dragons and boats full of bones
Just can't keep you from traveling home
You know the sound of your crystal-streak oars
And the pull of your boat to the shore
Just no sense in asking for more
Sun and water and wide open door
And it's high time
To make you your gates
A heaven of hell you awaits
Yes it's high time
To make you your gates
A heaven of hell if you'll wait
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Heloise New York, New York
photo & cover art by J.Heloise. See www.jheloise.com for more info.
Heloise was
raised on classical music (piano, french horn, trumpet, voice), & musical theater. Folk music & harmonies were also cultivated at summer camp. She picked up guitar at age 21& began writing songs in her 30s. She is a graduate of Parsons & has created art for 12+ yrs (incl. cover art). She currently lives in NYC area.
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