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Better Angels
01:56
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I have spent a lifetime ducking down my head
Telling myself to be humble
Brushing off the unkind words you said
I have spent a lifetime listening to you tell me who I was
Considering your opinions
Looking for the logic to your thoughts
I have spent years hoping your grievances would heal
But you prefer your darkened world, so this all ends right here
I have spent too long growing ever-weary with my failures to reach your better angels
So today I lay down a kiss and simply walk away.
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Moonwalk
03:02
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I’ll take a step
A leap of faith into the abyss
Air & space spin around me
I’ll be the shooting star defying gravity
Open up the hatch
I’ll go on a moonwalk
Not sure if this is up or down
But I see the earth
In green, blue & brown
And I wanna drown in its tranquility
I don’t have a map for this life
I trust I’m where I should be
I’m awaiting instructions and pushing random buttons
Just trying to be authentically… (me)
The sun shines on my windshield
With cracks just like stars from the impact
Of a million small pebbles
Trying to leave a big impression
And throw themselves right through the glass
I don’t wanna get lost
And float off like some spacecraft debris
My jet pack is clogged
But I hope it’ll still respond
Return to blastoff, one-two-three
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Top Shelf
04:16
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On the top shelf of my closet
Right next to the attic
In the dark where no one can see
Under a stack of magazines
In a box locked up without the key
Are troubles and bad memories
That stay far out of reach
I thought maybe I needed to open it
But I decided it’s not worth it
The hurts can stay inside and out of view
Incidents I’ve forgotten
But my dreams have haunted
Don’t deserve my nerves
I’ve forgotten you
Instead I’ll step into the sunshine
Wave good-bye to all of that
I carried that weight on my shoulders
For too long, and that’s a fact
Throw on a pair of sunglasses
And bask in the brightness at hand
Hey all, I think I’m over it, it’s all gone
Would you look at that
I had to work out some things
From way back, in the past
I caught them all and clipped their wings
Pinned them down, and now they’re stashed
In an album showing life as it had been once, way back
I could peruse it if I wanted
But I think I’ll pass
Like an ant carries its body weight times twenty
All that brought me down, and plenty
Like an ant carries its body weight times thirty
Look how strong I got, I tossed it off
Like something dead and dirty
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4. |
Extremist
03:10
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Everybody needs a little balance
A kiss from heaven, kick from hell
A proper love and a shadowy dalliance
A swimming pool, and a deep dark well
All things in moderation
Sweet and sour, this and that
A little virtue, salacious temptation
A puffed-up ego and a trip and fall flat
But you make me happy and depressed
You are nothing in the middle
My own personal extremist
One moment, I’m on top of the world
Tightrope walking, I can see for miles and miles
Next minute, cut me down to size
A wrecking ball
You capsize me
Night is dark and day is light
Don’t know to expect love or a fight
I open up to snap back shut
I can’t figure out, what do you want?
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Apron Strings
03:33
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Somewhere out there is a city, beyond this curtain of snow
Somewhere out there is my life, though when I’ll see it again, I don’t know
Somewhere past this blinding screen, you and I connect, there’s a pulse in our necks
I wanna know you as you were
But I’m sure I’ve changed too
The snow and wind are disorienting
Let’s tie apron strings and keep pushing through
This twisting road is a long one
I’m sorry if I left you alone
But the envy in your heart, through the long-run,
The snow drifted between us and has grown
But I’ll always head towards your voice
So don’t go quiet, let’s talk,
I won’t die without a fight
I wanna know you as you are
Will you know me too?
The snow and wind are disorienting
Let’s tie apron strings and keep pushing through
It’s too cold to sleep, so let’s walk
Don’t go quiet, let’s talk
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6. |
Wild
03:23
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Wild is the wind through the cottonwood trees
Roaring like an ocean that grows and recedes
Wild is the music from the crickets and the locusts
The summer grows short when all the insects form a chorus
Wild is the moonlight, shadow branches all around
Playing tricks on your wide eyes, darting before you on the ground
The wild seeps into my skin, it kisses my lips again
It soaks into my bones and settles deep within
And I am painted midnight blue
Then I am wild too
Wild is the small of earth, sinks deep into your soul
Some part of you started there, and in the end, that’s where you’ll go
The wild seeps into my skin, it kisses my lips again
It soaks into my bones and settles deep within
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Kathy Zimmer New York, New York
A lightly refined voice singing descriptive lyrics set to indie rock.
Rock n’ Reel Magazine has declared her
the “latter day Joan Baez.” The Roots Music Report proclaims, “At various turns enchanting, haunting and soothing—and at times a bit of all of these—Ms. Zimmer’s sophisticated song crafting never fails to charm.”
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