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Marina
01:46
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I could open a marina with all the feelings I harbor for you
I could rent them out to tourists and watch them float around
They'd come back to me after a storm just a little bruised from the waves
Tears in the sails or holes in the hull
but I'm an expert in repairs
Every day a new feeling comes rollin' in on the tide
Beggin' for a place to anchor down
So, I'll expand that marina, I'll start charging fees
if you don't come take these feelings from me
I will be right there making repairs
making repairs
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Conservation
02:02
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I was watchin' the resevoir
beggin' her to hold on tight
I said, "I know how you feel, all pooled up inside."
You wanna let it out, but these days it's all about
Conservation
I was watchin' Wall Street
I saw it crash head on with Main
I said, "I know how you feel, I know how you feel, I know how you, I know how you feel, I know how you feel losing all you tried to save."
You know you did you part but, it's back to the start
and Conservation
Well, I would save you if I could
but you slip right through my hands
like water through a leaky dam
money through a candy stand
I can't be patient
with Conservation
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14F with my light on
13F is leaned back on my knees
and I'm screamin', stewardess asleep on the job
Every breath like and S.O.S.
Bittersweet at the very best
Ginger ale in my cup, still my stomach churns
and Chicago, bright like a warnin'
the water below flat as a mirror
and I'm caught
Between the moon and Lake Michigan
the truth starts sinkin' in
and I'm a fool for livin'
between the moon and Lake Michigan
From the Maria to the Singin' Sands
there's a string that stretches from land to land
and every thread is unravelin' from my heart
'Cause your name was woven into me
now it's driftin' into space and it's spillin' in the sea and everyone knows, everyone knows
The shoreline is laughin'
The stars try to hold it in
and I'm caught
Between the moon and Lake Michigan
the truth starts sinkin' in
and I'm a fool for livin'
between the moon and Lake Michigan
I can't guarantee you anything
but I'll try, try, try
If you don't care for me, I'll grit my teeth and
fly, fly, fly
but, if you want to find me, LOOK!
Between the moon and Lake Michigan
(the truth starts sinkin' in)
between the moon and Lake Michigan
(the truth starts sinkin' in)
between the moon and Lake Michigan
between the moon and Lake Michigan
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4. |
West
03:23
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If you're headed West, send me a postcard from Nebraska
Lord, I never thought I'd miss those endless plains
but here I am, scroungin' city blocks for green grass
I guess you never know what's wild till you try to make it tame
I know being here, it's all for the best
but check in on my heart
if you're headed West
If you're headed West, would you give my love to Andrew
That boy can always use a little bit
he's been waitin' on a woman, out there in the desert
and he's tired, but he's too damn stubborn to quit
I know being here, it's all for the best
but check in on my heart
if you're headed West
There ain't no freedom in these streets
it's like it was born here then it left
liberty lives in those open amber fields
where my roots were planted and I took it for granted
So, if you're headed west, would you do me one last favor
roll your windows down, let that prairie help you breathe
and while I'm livin' here, at the mercy of the concrete
won't you take care of those pieces of me
I know being here, it's all for the best
but won't you check in on my heart
check in on my heart
I'm sure I left it somewhere out West
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5. |
Better at Believing
03:50
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There's a mark on the wall where you measured me
I was shorter than you by a razor blade
all my songs in the night
couldn't stack high enough to reach you
There's a stain on the floor where you read my lips
When I poured out my soul and I raised my fists
You said, "The harder you try, the quicker you'll die"
Oh I try so hard
and I'm good at countin' cards
but I think
You're better at believin'
You're better at believin'
You're better at believin'
I keep that Bible of yours in the Goodwill box
'Cause the Psalms and the Proverbs they still won't talk
Feels like all of my Gods are
somewhere on these strings
And You make your decisions, so I have my doubts
don't talk about love if you won't show me how
you see the galaxy
I can't get past these burnin' trees
Oh, I try so hard
it's been breakin' my heart
'Cause I think
You're better at believin'
You're better at believin'
You're better at believin'
Every night gets a little worse
Every prayer feels like a curse
and you're down on your knees
like it easy
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6. |
My First
02:38
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It was in a living room on Little Sioux, I was probably in a diaper
Stumblin' toward my dad, I bet I fell flat on my face
I don't know how old I was, Lord knows I took my time
Came to this world early, so I figured it could wait
It was my first, it was my first
and sometimes I hope that when I'm old
it'll be the last, it'll be the last thing I forget
It was at a campsite by the river, I was with my good friend Laura
we were tryin' hard as currents to get our moms to turn their heads
All we wanted was a drink from those unmarked containers
so that beer we thought was water ended up spit on the river bed
It was my first, it was my first
and sometimes I hope that when I'm old
it'll be the last, it'll be the last thing I forget
It was in the entrance of a Gordman's and I swore that I'd been stolen
with the Salvation Army bell just ringin' like an alarm
he was silly and I was awkward, blushin' red just like my hair
but I'm sure that kiss was the reason I picked up the guitar
It was my first, it was my first
and sometimes I hope that when I'm old
it'll be the last, it'll be the last thing I forget
Oh and like a string around my finger
all these things wrap round my memory
Yeah this love, it swirls inside my head
I hold it in just like my breath
every time you leave
You're not my first, no you're not my first
but most days I hope that when I'm old
You'll be the last, you'll be the last,
oh be the last, please be the last thing I forget
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Baby Blue
05:46
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Mysteries will never be a precious commodity
whole galaxies wait to be found
but here you stand with weary hands
I'm pickin' the lock with a broken key
to bust you out
My baby blue
is there a window I can climb in through?
I want to know you
and all the brilliant things that you do
I've tried every door
with my knees to the floor
not a one opened up to you
My baby blue
The wind, it howls and someone shouts
your world tumbles upside down
things break and fall from the shelves
and pieces of the life that was crash into this different one
I'm sending up flares for help
My baby blue
is there a window I can climb in through?
I want to know you
and all the brilliant things that you do
I've tried every door
with my knees to the floor
not a one opened up to you
My baby blue
I don't have to understand you to love you
all I want is to take you by the hand and show the world
show 'em all you can
My baby blue
show me a window I can climb in through
I want to know you
and all the brilliant things that you do
I've tried every door
I'll keep tryin' more
till one opens up to you
My baby blue
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8. |
Rain in Heaven
02:32
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If I could make it rain in heaven
I would flood those golden streets
If I could make it rain in heaven
I would
Then maybe God would build a boat
and send you back over Jordan
If I could make it rain in heaven
Don't you know I would
If I could keep the sun from setting
I would let it burn all night
If I could keep the sun from setting
I would
Then maybe god wouldn't need your star
and you could leave that constellation
If could keep the sun from setting
Don't you know I would
If I could keep the waves from rolling
and make the thunder quiet down
if I could keep the rivers from flowing
and this world from spinnin' round and round and round
Then I would have time to learn why you left in such a hurry
before we had a chance
before you had a chance
before we had a chance to know who you were
If I could make it rain in heaven
I would flood those golden streets
If I could make it rain in heaven
I would
Then maybe God would build a boat
and send you back over Jordan
If I could make it rain in heaven
Don't you know I would
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Songbird
01:51
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It was the year you stopped believin', early that Christmas day
no one was watching, no body made a sound
You held back the trigger, you held back a scream
as the feathers fell like snow to the ground
you were aiming for the sun
you swore you'd never be the one to kill a songbird
These days you're barely breathing, out in the bitter frost
beggin for ears to grant your worth
clouds just barely floating, it's no haven for small wings
you try to fly but you crash from the weight of their words
oh they did it with their tongues
no they didn't need a gun to kill a songbird
oh it takes longer, without a bullet
no one gets stronger
killin' songbirds
so darlin' I'm right behind you, if you need an extra wing
I got a voice if you forget how to sing
I will fill your lungs, I will never be the one
I will fill your lungs, I will never be the one
I will fill your lungs, I will never be the one
to kill a songbird
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10. |
My Ghost
03:18
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11. |
Any Minute Now
03:13
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When you drive the Lincoln tunnel
depending on the day
you are sinking in the Hudson
or rising through the haze
Till you see New York buzzin'
from the Jersey side
it's an underwater battle
a constant urge to fly
you could burst through the sky or drown
any minute now
and when I'm wide awake and hummin'
and the night is almost through
I been waitin' up for answers
just howlin' at the moon
I am electric, like a dancer
any minute now I'll leap
I'm poised to take the spotlight
made to take the heat
all my dreams could shout out loud
Any minute now
Any minute now
this love is fragile and it's rare
it might crumble if I dare to make a sound
Any minute now
Any minute now
Any minute now
this love is fragile and it's rare
it might crumble if I dare to make a sound
Any minute now
Any minute now
Any minute now
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Kait Berreckman Denver, Colorado
Denver-based songwriter
“...detail-rich vignettes of nervous energy, internal struggle and social commentary...”
— Hear Nebraska
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