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TRAIN ON TIME
Follow Me
Follow me and I'll take you there
I'll show you love honey, don't be scared.
Follow me down unclear trails
We'll be together if all else fails.
Step by step I lose my way
Could be dead of night or light of day.
So many thoughts yet nothing to say.
Step by step I lose my way.
Follow Me. Follow Me.
Follow Me. Follow Me.
We could play it safe and turn around.
Might find happiness but we'll turn it down.
For fear of repeating our past mistakes.
A little courage is all it takes.
Chorus
Give it a try.
We won't ask why.
We'll find our way back, somehow.
Now follow me through uncertain times
Where you hide you secrets and I hide mine.
Where everything's new and real unclear.
We can find our way, if you stay near.
Follow Me. Follow Me.
Follow Me. Follow Me.
Written by John Miller
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The Well Ran Dry
We'll never love in the autumn.
We'll never love in the spring.
There will never be a bond between us.
You'll never wear the promised ring.
I searched the earth and thought I found you,
Instead, I found tears I have yet to cry.
I cannot wrap myself around you.
You turn to me and ask me: "why?"
I dreamed of truth before you woke me.
And shattered us with just a faithless lie.
I gasp for breath still,
while it chokes me.
How can you ask me why the well ran dry?
You ask me how the well ran dry.
I look for words to show my anger.
My lips, they move, but I can't speak.
We've lost it all and I can't stand it.
You look at me and I go weak.
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You look as if you never knew what was comin'.
The water in your eyes won't drown the pain.
I tried to chase you but you kept on runnin'.
How can you ask me why the well ran dry?
You ask me how the well ran dry.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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I Won't Turn Away
I told you once that I could love you.
But you never answered: yes or no.
Now, I just don't understand you.
If you feel, why don't you let it show?
You know you can trust me.
A betrayer, I won't be.
But still, you hide what you feel inside.
What can I do to make you see?
That you should know
I need your love now, baby.
But I won't beg you to stay.
If you surrender it all to me, now.
I won't turn away.
I wanna give you my love.
Just tell me if you want it that way.
Your eyes, they tell about the past.
But there's no need to be afraid.
'Cause we have both been in love.
We don't have to play the games.
I can tell, you've been hurt before.
But I'm not the one to blame.
You should know
I need your love now, baby.
But I won't beg you to stay.
If you surrender it all to me, now.
I won't turn away.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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Where Dead Men Lay
"There is good in everything
and everything is good."
Said God to his son
as he knocked upon wood.
So, he gave us the law
and he gave us the land and said,
"Above all else now,
you must understand,
life is all that matters.
Preserve your life if you can."
But everyday is a bitch,
just to keep yourself alive.
You grow up chasing dreams,
forget them, and die.
Boxed up and buried,
left to decay.
We're all left to guess,
if we lived the right way.
Wise men still ponder this,
to this very day.
The one little thing he failed to say.
'Why not just kill us
instead of makin' us pay?'
Since the grass is always greener.
The grass is oh, so green.
The grass is always greener.
Where dead men lay.
So, we change all of the laws.
And rearrange all of the land.
And we kill our brother's brothers
with our cold-blooded hands.
Then we look up to the sky
and pray,'We don't understand
why he don't help us all with
this God-forsaken land.'
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Written by Tracy Koeller
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Never Be Mine
Don't you remember
when it was all what it seemed?
There was nothin' in this crooked old world,
that was gonna take away all of our dreams.
You looked in my eyes,
I had to turn away.
Because my heart pounded
like the thunder and rain.
I think it was December.
We fell in love.
The weather felt just like ice.
So, we had to keep each other warm.
Too young to think about the future.
Too young to care anyhow.
But didn't I love you?
Didn't I care?
Didn't we hold eachother tight?
tremble all through the night?
Didn't our tears fall?
Didn't I, didn't I dare,
to fall in love, the very first time,
knowin' you would never be mine?
You know, I still think of you
when I think about the past.
I wonder where you are.
Why first loves never last.
Though time has spread us so far apart,
I wonder if we'll ever cross paths.
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Where does the time go?
Do you ever think of me?
Written by Tracy Koeller
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You're Just A Cloud
Well, you told me you would meet me over there.
Now it's midnight,
and I'm thinkin' why should I care?
Well you're wastin' all of my time.
I don't mean to whine,
but why don't you leave me alone?
There's so much I'd like to see
without you smotherin' me.
You're just a cloud, so get out of my sky.
Your rain won't stop,
you're just-a-floodin' all o' my dreams.
And your wind just blows away the things I need.
The sun never shines when you're around.
Your shadow is just-a-hoverin' over me.
You keep rainin' on me and I don't know why.
You're just a cloud, so get out of my sky.
I wished upon our star again last night.
You know, the one that shone so bright
when I held you tight.
Just when I thought it might work out for us,
I felt the wind from a mighty gust.
That star had fallen right from the sky!
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Well, Mr. Weatherman says:
"The sky is nothin' but clear."
And it seems like the sun is shinin'
everywhere but here.
Well, I don't mean to seem so smart,
but one day honey, your gonna break apart.
But, your tears will be nothin' to me
but puddles on the ground.
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Written by Tracy Koeller
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Train on Time
My bags have been packed for a long time.
Really, it's been my whole life.
Maybe this time I'll catch the train.
Maybe this time I'll get myself out of here.
Its not like I won't be back.
Maybe for a visit sometime.
Until then, I can't wait to get
to where I'm going, settle in and unpack.
Train on time, now don't be late.
Train on time, don't make me wait.
'cause I might not be here the next time around.
Saying goodbye is never easy to do.
But sometimes it must be done.
Our hearts will feel a terrible loss.
But our memories will carry us through.
Chorus
Its like frozen dreams on a cold winters day
Or believin' or havin' a god
When I never kneel down to pray.
And if I ever do get to leave
I'll send postcards from every stop.
Because they always show the good things.
And never ever show the bad.
Train on Time now don't be late.
Train on Time don't make me wait
Cause I might not be here the next time around.
Written by John Miller
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What About It?
There's a frivolous side of me.
Let's forget about the moon and sun,
while we're artificially free.
I could dance with you forever.
Or, at least until the sun stayed down,
and the world crumbled 'neath our feet.
What about it, anyway?
What does it all mean?
There's a curious side of me.
I wonder how long we could wonder
until there's nothing left to believe.
Father always showed me
people never think of the day,
until the day is dark and dead.
What about it, anyway?
What does it all mean?
So what if the frivolous side of me
becomes too strong,
leaving me too blind to see?
And so what if the serious side of me
sharpens like a knife,
and wants to take my life?
What about it?
What about it?
What about it, anyway?
There's a serious side of me.
There are questions left unanswered,
reasons unaddressed.
Mother always told me:
"There are two sides to every tale,
but the tale is already told."
What about it, anyway?
What does it all mean?
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Written by Tracy Koeller
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The Old Opera House
When we were young, we all used to run
down to the old opera house.
Thinkin' maybe it was the fountain of youth
for the chosen few of us.
There, we thought we saw everything,
and we wrote it all down in the halls
of the old opera house.
Well, we made our vows
and we swore out loud
we would never grow old too fast.
"Our dreams and visions
will not lay dormant," we said:
"Like the ones who were here last."
We didn't heed their warnings.
Couldn't see the writing on the walls
of the old opera house.
Now those empty halls echo for us all.
And the balconies we thought were so high,
have fallen down to the ground
without making a sound,
but we're too old to wonder why.
And the chandeliers that lit our way, so clear,
have grown dark,
because of those we've forgotten.
In the old opera house.
Let's pretend it's 1 AM,
Mickey Lou's just shut down.
Meet us out, around the side, in the alley.
We'll duck down,
when the cops make their rounds.
Bring your drums, Johnny,
and I'll bring my guitar too.
and we'll all sing and dance,
and make love to the past.
Just like we used to do.
Before those empty halls echo for us all.
And the balconies we thought were so high,
have fallen down to the ground
without making a sound,
but we're too grown up to wonder why.
And the chandeliers that lit our way, so clear,
have grown dark,
because of those we've forgotten.
In the old opera house.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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Corner Tavern
When I set up camp at the bar,
and the bar keep heads my way.
and with a friendly voice, will say to me,
"Can I get you the usual today?"
When I need myself a drink,
or someplace I can think,
I just head down to the corner bar
'cause it's open any hour.
The juke box plays Hank Williams,
Patsy Cline's B-105.
Cigarettes, dirty jokes
and the flash of a neon sign.
Ice cold beer and stale smoke
are never very far.
And everybody knows your name
down at the corner bar.
I stumble in at 6 AM,
crawl out sometime tommorrow.
Sober up just long enough
to start over drownin' my sorrows.
Where the juke box plays Hank Williams,
Patsy Cline's B-105.
Cigarettes, dirty jokes,
and the flash of a neon sign.
Ice cold beer and stale smoke
are never very far.
and everybody knows your name
down at the corner bar.
Written by John Miller
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MIDWESTERN
Comfortable Lie
I found a picture of you and me
(two cats and a dog) we never hung.
You looked so stoned and I looked miserable.
But, it wasn't always like that,
no, I don't believe it was.
I only wish I would have seen it comin'.
You sure took off, runnin'.
It didn't take long, for you
to find someone to pass the time.
No, it didn't take long for you to find
another comfortable lie.
I try not to laugh.
I just shake my head
when I see the way that little girl
looks at you.
Seems like forever
since you let me let you go.
Still, I wonder, do you miss me?
Do you ever miss the kissing?
She won't mind
(as long as you stay right by her side)
that you're so dead inside
you can't even cry.
What a comfortable lie.
I'll give you a call,
to say I hope you're doing fine.
What should I say?
I'll be alright.
(Another comfortable lie.)
Written by Tracy Koeller
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Got A Thing For You
The way you're walkin', so slow,
sends a tingle down to my toes.
Better catch myself, 'fore I fall right to the ground.
I watch your mouth as it makes a sound.
Makes me wonder how I ever hear what you say.
So, I answer with a little delay.
Hot kisses on a cool night,
Make me wonder how I ever survived
without the tangled-up touch
of your tongue to mine.
And when I look in your eyes,
how they guide me.
They tell me what I should do.
All at once a little voice says inside me:
"Do I wanna be with you? I do."
I Think I got a thing for you.
There is nothin' I would rather do
than doin' nothin' close to you-
Watch you smile til' the sun comes up.
The way you look when we're makin' love,
we fit together like hand in glove:
the rhythm of your breath to the thunder up above.
I want you near me only night and day.
It makes me crazy when you're gone away.
Maybe I want too much, but I want it anyway.
'Cause when I look in your eyes,
how they guide me.
They tell me what I should do.
All at once a little voice says inside me:
"Do I wanna stay with you? and I do."
I think I've got a thing for you.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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Never Go Home
Autumn day. I called you up.
Was nice outside I said I'd pick you up.
'Let's take a ride to nowhere
we'll decide when we get there.'
We got some beer, smoked cigarettes.
We drove and drove, memories I won't forget.
Gravel roads and turnin' leaves.
We made a promise neither one would ever leave.
We said that we would drive forever.
We said that we would never go home.
We said that we would drive forever.
We said that we would never go home.
Dylan records- "Blood on the Tracks"
Rewind this day, I want it always to last.
Country roads, lead to some small town.
No place to go, we might as well stick around.
Chorus
Back in the car, don't look ahead.
I'm so afraid this day is gonna end.
And it did, they always do.
Perfect days, like me and you.
We said that we would drive forever.
We said that we would never go home.
We said that we would drive forever.
We said that we would never go home.
Written by John Miller
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Suitcase
She once had a suitcase
full of what she thought she would need.
They all threw a party,
sent her off to chase a dream.
She would always say,
'they're waitin' there for me.'
She stepped off the Greyhound
labeled 'Nashville Tennessee.'
With hopes and aspirations
of what would never be,
and a suitcase full
of what she thought she'd need.
She called from Music City just the other day.
'Meet me at the bus stop, I'm comin' home to stay.
After all of the years, between
what I had lost and never found,
I'll be just another ghost,
another ghost in this town.'
He once had a suitcase
full of what he thought he'd need.
He stepped off a charter,
there was a thousand eyes to see.
He would always say, 'this world was made for me.'
The ice around his conscience
were diamonds in his mind.
And he could get through everyday,
one white line at a time,
in a suitcase full of what he thought he'd need.
Pullin' 50's from his pocket
just like a switchblade knife.
Never mattered to him
what was wrong or what was right.
Now, after all of the years, between
what he had lost and never found,
he'll be just another ghost,
another ghost in this town.
You can almost see the faces
but you can't recall the names
of all of the folks who've come and gone
or never got to play the game.
With a suitcase full of broken dreams.
After all of the years, between
what they had lost and never found.
You can't hear them on the airwaves,
but you can almost feel the sound
of just another ghost,
another ghost in this town.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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Without You
It's been awhile since our last kiss.
Don't you know how much I miss
every little thing there is about you?
But, I have to do without you.
'Cause I'm not allowed to hold you much.
So, I've got to savour every touch.
every single 'I love you'
has to last a day or two.
We know we both have to pretend
we can't let eachother in.
Because today, we might be lovers
but then tomorrow, friends again.
In the morning I will lie awake
and wonder if your eyes are still as blue.
I don't want to do the spring, summer,
fall or winter too, without you.
I can't make my moves on someone else.
Baby, I can't even make myself.
Because it always makes me think about you.
I don't want to do anything, without you.
But there's nothing wrong with me (I think).
That I can't resolve with one more drink.
And as soon as I get up, off the ground,
I'm gonna try again to wash you down.
In the night, I will lie awake
and wonder if your eyes are green or blue.
I don't want to waste a day, another hour
or minute too, without you.
Without you, without you.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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Dusty L.P.
Whenever we were together
anybody could tell.
We're like a two-piece puzzle,
fit together so well.
Well, I tried to hold you
with my sweet love songs.
But when the music stops,
you're nowhere to be found.
I feel like a dusty old L.P.
you set upon a shelf.
So, I think I'll sing my songs
to somebody else.
I think I'll sing my songs
to somebody else.
With your arms around me,
there's nothing I couldn't do
and I would love to love you,
if you wanted me too.
But you've got another love
you can't leave behind.
How can we last forever
if you can't even make up your mind?
I feel like a dusty old L.P.
you set upon your shelf.
So, I think I'll sing my songs
to somebody else.
I think I'll sing my songs
to somebody else.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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The Ride
'Get your Bibles and coats, girls,
you know how your daddy hates waiting.'
He's honkin' his horn.
She can't stop talkin' about God and Satan.
There's no hurry for the ride,
we already know how it ends.
He drinks and wants to fight,
kicks her out, drives around
'til she gets back in.
The ride was as steady,
it was as sure as the Synclair dynasaur.
I was as young, I was as ready
as I had ever been before.
Beware, the Porte des Morts.
Beware, the Porte des Morts.
'Eat your fried eggs on bread, I said,
I don't want to have to tell you again,
or I swear, I'll stop this car and I will
tell you both with the back of my hand!'
'But mom, she's on my side,
she crossed the line of the invisible pen.'
Why do I miss the smell of smoke,
Miss Mary Mac and I'm not playing
with you ever again?
The ride was as steady,
it was as sure as the Synclair dynasaur.
and I was as strong, I was as ready
as I had ever been before.
Beware, the Porte de Morts.
Beware, the Porte de Morts.
Beware, the Porte de Morts.
Beware, beware,
beware the Porte de Morts.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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Everything
I'll write it all down
in a letter, but I know
it may never get to
where its supposed to go.
I know its all what
its all meant to be.
Anyway, how could I show you
what's so hard for me to see?
I think about us;
the sands of our time,
glaciers and canyons,
and what made you mine.
Stonehenge, pyramids
and what makes it rain,
how I know everything,
everything doesn't go away.
There will always be moons
and suns on the rise
and waters in oceans
that move with the tide.
I hope to see some of them
in your eyes, as I study
hieroglyphics of what's
on your mind.
And I'll think about us;
the sands of our time,
glaciers and canyons
and what made you mine.
Stonehenge, pyramids
and what makes it rain.
Now, I know everything,
everything doesn't go away.
I hope you know everything,
everything doesn't go away.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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Hooker and the Housewife
Pen in hand, but the words won't come.
She would write the words,
if her thoughts weren't so numb.
Mother called her angel,
now she doesn't call at all.
She sends a piece of her life,
while she waits for his call.
There, he lays, as a shadow.
Angel gets herself undressed.
Just a couple of hours to pretend she's not a mess.
Fair is the night, lays her weary head to rest,
after what she does, that she does best.
Though it may seem, she's no ones queen.
She has her dreams
to give her what she really needs.
So she holds on tight.
'Just one more night, I swear.'
but, she's lost herself, now she's someone else.
She sold her soul for a bed of gold.
Sheila waits for the shadow as he lights a cigarette.
She knows it isn't love
but it's the best she's gonna get.
He won't come home for hours
and she never asks him why.
She puts on her make-up, and lives another lie.
Though it may seem she looks like a queen,
He'll never give her anything she really needs.
But she holds him tight.
'Just one more night, I swear.'
But, she's lost herself now she's someone else.
She sold her soul for a bed of gold.
Pen in hand, but the words won't come.
She'd write the words,
if her thoughts weren't so fucking numb.
Fair is the night lays their weary heads to rest.
After what she does, that she does best.
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Written by Tracy Koeller
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THE RIDE
Muse
Seeming freedom.
Bound by want forever.
Searching found, by what is
just out of my reach.
Out of my hands,
the wanting the having.
Unforgiven freedom
without, within, without.
She's you still. She is me.
She's whomever
I can find her.
Whoever. I need her.
Whoever I need her to be.
Face of a soul inside,
piece of the broken.
Aberration of you,
haunting everything I do.
Only complete
by a moment never existing.
Could I keep her for one,
could I hold her for one more
moon, one poem, one song?
She's you still. She is me.
She's whomever I can find her.
Whoever. I need her.
Whoever I need her to be.
I need her to show me
what I cannot see alone.
The love of the fight.
The peace in the pain.
She's in me still.
She's my will.
She's whomever I can find her.
Whoever. I need her.
Whoever. I need her to be.
Written by Tracy Koeller & CCarlson
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Madeline
She is winter when she rages.
Blowing winds against your way.
Unwritten words on hidden pages.
Will she ever let you in?
Madeline.
Help herself into your soul.
Introduce what you don't
really want to know.
Yet, she can be the summer rain,
soaking deep into your veins.
Madeline.
Where have you been?
Say 'Madeline'
and she's gone again.
You'll never know who's lying there.
Beneath the colors only she can wear.
Always take you by surprise.
If you dare look in her eyes.
Madeline.
Where have you been?
Say 'Madeline'
and she's gone again.
She'll never show what's locked up inside
She'll take control, forget about your pride.
You can pretend its not that way,
but she's gonna spit you out,
then swallow you again.
That's Madeline.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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In The Meantime
Everytime I see you smilin'
I find myself wanting more.
I can't hide what I'm feelin'
as I watch you glide across the floor.
I don't mind.
Take your time.
Work it out.
That's what its about.
But take my hand in the meantime,
I won't ask for anything more.
Come out and play, in the meantime.
Dance with me, move with me, some more.
You know what's true, there's no denyin'.
I can see it in your eyes
There's no time for any cryin'.
Let me show you why.
You won't mind.
I'll take my time.
Work it out.
That's what its about
Chorus
Walk with me, talk with me
laugh with me, dance with me, some more
Written by Tracy Koeller
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Ain't It Strange?
It was hard for me to finally admit it.
That in some twisted way,
I guess we were always commited.
Bound by what we wanted,
but coudn't let come true.
Ain't it strange,
The things we never get to say or do?
Is there anything as invincible as will?
Is it true the hunt is always greater than the kill?
Is the honor worth the restlessness
that you and I pursue?
Ain't it strange,
the things we never get to say or do?
Making pictures from the texture on the ceiling.
I remember when you used to give the love
I feel like I'm stealin'.
It should be easy to provide myself
the proper point of view.
Ain't it strange,
the things we never get to say or do?
break
I say to myself; 'be stronger now, they're temporary feelings,
stay between the lines
that you just can't stop reading.'
Chuggin' shots of our devotion,
lift it up baby, this one's for you.
Ain't it strange,
the things we'll never get to say or do.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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I'll Wait
Why are you so afraid of me?
What did I do to scare you?
I never asked anything of you,
as much as I wanted to.
I know you get lonely too.
We do things
we don't really want to do.
But I know, I know you don't
really love her the way you say.
I know, I know you will
come around someday.
So I'll wait.
Maybe forever, baby,
if that's what it takes
to change your mind.
Its only time.
And time is all I have
to give to you.
I gave you the rest.
That's all that's left.
If she ever hurts you,
baby, please come to me.
I'll give you the love
you've been too scared to see.
chorus
'Cause, baby?
I don't know what I'm gonna do
if you don't fall in love with me soon.
But I'll wait.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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Between
I can see it in your eyes.
I can feel it when you sigh.
I'm losin you.
And I don't even know why.
Once, we never missed a kiss goodnight.
Even after a long, drawn-out fight.
No need to try again.
We're sick of tryin'.
Sure, I could kiss you.
But it just don't feel right.
Trapped here,
between the day and the night.
Between the passion and pride.
Between the truth and the lies.
So, I'll see you every now and then.
Feels so funny, trying to be your friend.
'cause there's still a pale, white ring
wrapped around my finger.
Keeps reminding me of how it used to be.
Yeah, I could kiss you.
But it just won't feel right.
You've got me trapped here,
Between the day and the night.
Between the passion and pride.
Between the truth and the lies.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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When in doubt
When I told you
I would wait until the sun no longer shines
just to hold you
as long as fate would allow.
Did you think I only said it to mislead you?
You said the same. I wanted only to believe.
So, here we are now,
it didn't go the way we wanted.
Your smile, always, will make me wonder
if I was right to leave.
Yet, through it all,
I would love to see you through our window.
But I'm so afraid, you might not be alone.
I wish you all of the things I couldn't give you, then turn away.
I guess you'll never know,
when in doubt.
When you told me, there's got to be
more than one love for everyone.
I think I knew then,
I could never be what you want.
There is a pain, I'm not sure will ever go away.
Until I see you,
then I forget everything that seemed so wrong.
So, if you want somebody to believe in.
Perhaps a place you know will feel like home.
If you want a pocket to crawl into,
I offer you the only one we'll ever know,
when in doubt
When in doubt,
don't wait too long now, baby call me.
When in doubt, don't waste your whole life, wondering.
Let's kick off our shoes
and run just as fast as we can.
to the life we knew. A place we'll use,
when in doubt.
Written by Tracy Koeller
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Daddy's Little Girl
I live in Madison.
I drive a Volkswagon.
And when the day is done,
wave to everyone in the neighborhood.
When the evening comes.
Say 'you're the only one.'
Then take you by disguise.
Open up your eyes to my Yahoo pages.
Daddy's Little Girl.
Mamma's little princess.
So many worlds.
So many funky interests.
Take you to your knees.
Just to try to please her.
But she can't be pleased.
She makes love externally.
When the daylight comes.
She'll put away the guns.
Smile for the kids.
Keep it under lid,
til'the evening comes again.
Chorus
Written by Tracy Koeller
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Skin
I think we could make it.
Never matters what's right or wrong.
We don't fake it.
We know we don't get along.
Even after everything
That's been said and done
You keep on pushing
I keep pulling.
Nobody ever runs.
When I'm with you
I don't ever have to pretend
If I don't feel you
I feel like a skeleton.
You are my mirror,
you're the one
I want under my skin.
I watch you sleeping.
You give me your scent
On a Sunday morning.
When I'm barely breathing
You whisper into me
something strong.
Chorus
Music by Dave Esmond
Words by Tracy Koeller 2003
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Enough for you
I've been trying not to miss you.
I've been leaving you alone.
It's the whiskey that reminds me,
and wants to call you on the phone.
You used to drive by my window.
You used to want to come inside.
You used to own a key to open all the doors.
Now you don't even want to know me anymore.
You were the one.
Now we're the lonely ones.
'cause you are the only one
who is good enough for you.
Its too late to say 'I said the wrong thing,'
when I taste the poison on my tongue.
I had hoped you would forgive me
for whatever silly wars nobody won.
You were the only one who could take me to that place.
Somehow I found a way to make you run away.
You were the one
You'll be the lonely one
'cause you are the only one
who is good enough for you.
I've been trying not to miss you.
I've been leaving you alone.
Even the whiskey can't convince you
Its better than being alone.
Written by Tracy Koeller 2004
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