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Imperfect World
04:42
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I am a soldier who forgot the war
I can’t remember what I was fighting for
I turned 32 on the 4th of July
Caught in a dream with thunderstorm skies
These jaded trees hang all over me
I got nothing left to say, nothing left to believe
No more lies left to tell myself
In an imperfect world I’m your perfect girl
I was blessed in Atlanta on a Saturday night
It felt kinda special but a little too late
I drive a hundred miles just to get a step ahead
Now you tell me darling does that seem worth it
I realized there’s nothing there
No reason worth knowing
I realized there’s nothing there
No reason worth showing
I realized there’s nothing there
No reason worth knowing
I realized there’s nothing there
No reason for coming or going
I am a soldier lost at sea
Looking for direction on the ocean breeze
But nobody hears the story of a boat that sinks
All washed up or on the brink
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I dreamed that we watched the sun
From the school yard stadium
The children were unravelling
The lions tried to take me out
But I fought back and stood my ground
Then the plane came crashing down
Stranger things have come
Scratching at my door
Stranger things have come
Waltzing on my floor
Stranger things have come before
The farmhouse it was Victorian
The votes were counted one by one
And I couldn’t sleep a gain
We got into Dublin really late
Shutters thick with white oil paint
The black piano taught me how to play
A mournful melody
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The situation grew riskier
As my heart grew heavier
And I know you were pissed and hurt
And dragged my name on through the dirt
But you know it was not my plan
I was caught up with kin with a heavy hand
And I hope that you can understand
That I didi my best in the circumstance
But I never meant to say goodbye to you my dear
No I never meant to say goodbye to you
Now there’s three sides to every story
One for you and one for me
You can rant and rave about how I’ve behaved
If that’s what you want to do
But the third side comes from way up high
From a bird’s eye view
We’re all criminals for our own desires
That my friend is true
But I never meant to say goodbye to you my dear
No I never meant to say goodbye to you
I never meant for it to end this way
But we all had dreams and bills to pay
You know I want the best for you babe
That’s what I think and that’s what I say
And I can still see your name in neon lights
Your voice like an angel in the night
With a harp and a fiddle strung
You know it sounds so right
But I never meant to say goodbye to you my dear
No I never meant to say goodbye to you no no
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4. |
Hard to Find
04:41
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White dress red wine
I don’t mind a little stain
I put my soul on the line
I’m getting used to the strain
And it’s hard to find
Time to sit down for a meal anymore
It’s hard to find
Time to stare up at the stars
It’s hard to find
Time to drive to the Carolina shore
And without you I’d never go
Summer brought her a diamond
The words glimmered my phone
Her friends working the crowds
But she will never be alone
But it’s hard to find
A faith unbending
And it’s hard to find
A love unending
And it’s hard to find
Graceful aging
Though we know all things must change
In the shadow of the greatest
Generation this country knew
Dimly lit with simple oil
The youth struggles to shine through
‘Cause it’s hard to find
Someone who knows their rights anymore
It’s hard too find
A good song on the radio
And it’s hard to find regard for death or war
It’s just another day on the news
White dress red wine
I don’t mind a little stain
I put my soul on the line
I’m getting used to the strain
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5. |
Cold Wind Blues
04:50
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There’s a hole in my heart where the wind blows in
I listened to Radiohead and cried, I cried
There’s a hole in my home where the wind blows in
And it rained on the night that you died
I work five jobs just to pay the bills
I work them so I can catch some thrills oh boy
I work five jobs but can I keep them till
I’m far gone over the hill
I’ve got the cold wind blues
Got the cold wind blues
And I make my list just to get the gist
Of all the stuff I got to do, oh my God
I make my list but the stuff I miss
Will be written for evermore
I’ve got the cold wind blues
Got the cold wind blues
Well I want our love and I want what’s good
I hope that is understood my dear
Yes I want our love but I fear my heart
Ain’t acting the way that it should
‘Cause I got the cold wind blues
Got the cold wind blues
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6. |
Into the Unknown
06:48
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Let me go now
She couldn’t fly
She couldn’t fight
She couldn’t stay
She couldn’t wait
She’s walking into the unknown
She’s walking into the unknown
She’s walking in
She’s walking into the unknown
She’s walking into the unknown
She’s walking in
She couldn’t fly
She couldn’t fight
She couldn’t stay
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7. |
Before I Head West Again
05:06
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Quit all the jobs I’d known
Sell off those things I don’t need no more
Say goodbye to all my friends
Before I head west again
Put new strings on my guitar
Fix the fence in my backyard
Finish off that bottle of old vine zin
Guess I’m ready to head west again
There’s a song that must be sung
But the words are lost upon my tongue
There’s a feeling I can’t name
Everything seems the same and yet undone
I guess not much has changed
Mountains of ancient blue
Sing a song so old
To me so new
I didn’t know how much I’d miss you
Before I headed west again
Now I read between the lines
Of letters typed upon a glowing screen
The ones that I adore and the ones that I ignore
It seems so strange and so cruel
I’ll shake my neighbors helping hand
My lover’s touch so welcoming
I’ll lick my wounds and count my wins
Before I head west again
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Clouds in the Water
00:49
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Notifications
04:41
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We stand in a glass room
and watch the mountains burning
Help was on the way
but the table are a turning
Drain money from the schools
and we’re all unlearning
From this great a distance
it’s a little less concerning
‘Cause it’s alright
I’ve got notifications
Sounds in my pocket
Attention must be paid
I’ve got a new distraction
It’s giving me satisfaction
I’m getting used to this
Tickertape charade
We’re gathered ‘round the fire
And blinded by the flames
Afraid of what’s beyond
The darkness has no name
If we could step away
Our eyes begin to clear
How ever will we get there
If we’re tying here
‘Cause it’s alright
I’ve got notifications
Sounds in my pocket
Attention must be paid
I’ve got a new distraction
It’s giving me satisfaction
I’m getting used to this
Tickertape charade
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10. |
Captured in Arms
03:51
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The days were long and the world was mad
There’s poison in the water dumbing us down
There’s men with guns loose on the town
Nobody can stand up, no-one can get up
And it breaks my heart
It tears it all apart
And it turns me blue
I beg you
Please don’t kill my friends anymore
Seems money has the means to rise above
Maybe you can really buy love
And bigotry is still trying t fly
But I say live and let racism die
‘Cause it breaks my heart
It tears it all apart
And it turns me blue
I beg you
Please don’t kill my friends anymore
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11. |
You Know I Would
04:39
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I can tell by looking baby, you ain’t doing so good
And I know nobody in this world is understood
‘Cause you had wished me bad while I had wished you good
If I could wish back what we had, you know I would
But you’re too scared to show
Your genius on the radio
You think they’ll never get it but you never know
So what’s the harm in trying
It’s better than just sitting and crying
I thought the whole point was the flow
But I can tell by looking baby, you ain’t doing so good
And I know nobody in this world is understood
‘Cause you had wished me bad while I had wished you good
If I could wish back what we had, you know I would
You know I would
You know I would
You know I would
You know I would
You asked me how I was, I said I’m alright
I don’t feel like myself these days but I can get through the night
You know what they say, out of sight out of mind
Well, I’d like to get you back in my life when you go the time
Can you tell by looking baby, I ain’t doing so good
You should know nobody in this world is understood
‘Cause you had wished me bad while I had wished you good
If I could wish back what we had, you know I would
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12. |
First Frost
05:21
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Half-moon on an October day
No good songs on the radio
There’s a suitcase that will not travel
It wonders what it was made for
But there’s a new guitar on the horizon
And a banjo rolls gently on the breeze
But the warm tones of King Cole and Simone
Say it best
It’s the first frost of the year
The last summer dust flies through the sky
And it’s too late to give up
But to early to say goodbye
And the good girls have all gone out to pasture
And the though ones call all the shots
I wish I knew which one I was but I do not
But I know that every verse needs words to turn you on
And every chorus needs a lot of voices to sing along
Sing along
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Eleanor Underhill Asheville, North Carolina
Eleanor Underhill is a singer, songwriter, and banjoist based in Asheville, NC. After almost a decade of touring Underhill detoured on an ambitious solo journey into the musical unknown. The result is Navigate the Madness--a unique and eclectic record that is 100% Underhill. In 2020 Underhill released her sophomore solo effort, Land of the Living. On the horizon, her third album, Got it Covered. ... more
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