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I made the food, I tidied up
Despite my leaving, hope that’s enough
He won’t be happy, but he never is
When I get back, won’t hear the end of it
But that’s how it goes, that’s all I know
Except seldom times, one little friend
I let in her in, like a little light
Cause ain’t no harm, in trying to feel alright
And Daryl don’t need to know, what I do
Just for fun, with just a friend
And Daryl don’t need to know, what I do
On a little run with just a friend
I pick my shirts out, with visions of
The sun a shinin’, down on us
It’s just a picture, I’d like to live
Just for the length of, the shutter’s click
It’s a quick distraction, a slight of hand
We stretch the boundaries, like a rubber band
though the elastic, comes snapping back
I can pin the picture, with a little tack
Though that elastic, comes snapping back
I can pin the picture, with a little tack
Up in that corner, corner of my mind
Up in that place, he’ll never find
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2. |
Out Of The Law (Part 1)
03:18
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You say a woman will not win
in this kind of situation
Dancing all night long
the final page is written
So you hesitate in bringing us
down to the station
Saying something of this nature
can’t be fought
Now I am standing lost
at your headstrong resolution
Locking into something
that you know right to your bones
I have no direction
Was I having too much fun?
Am I the one to blame
while you keep us on the run?
I guess for purpose and a plan
they built a law inside a plot
And in this story line
we cannot call the cops
I feel ever so empty
now you say your run is real
You're heading out the country
and you need to know my deal
Troubles they were always
easy to evade
I’d shrink them in my mind
like a ball to kick away
But this time it's an anchor
a weight on which I'm moored
Unless I make my mind up
it cannot be ignored
Oh and Daryl? he said, “hunny
I hope you're safe and sound”
Now just who are we kidding
he'll skin me when I'm found
For purpose and a plan
they built a law inside a plot
It's like his frame of mind
that's keeping me confined
For purpose and a plan
they built a law inside a plot
It feels like a good time
to cross that border line
So I watch you drive along
as I search for a sign
Of what could be ahead of us
on what we can rely
You say women will not win
in this kind of situation
And Texas is especially
a risky destination
For purpose and a plan
they built a law inside a plot
There’s much more that you know
about this storyline
For purpose and a plan
they built a law inside a plot
And Texas ain't the kind of place
you wanna get caught.
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3. |
Hello Stranger
02:37
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Hello stranger
Put your loving hand in mine
You are a stranger
And you're a friend of mine
Get up, rounder
Let a working girl lay down
You are a rounder
And you're all out and down
Every time
I ride the six and four street cars
I can see my baby
Peeping through the bars
He bowed his head
And he waved both hands at me
He's prison bound
And longing to be free
Well, I’d do like you
If my troubles were like yours
Running around
Settling the score
Hello stranger
Put your loving hand in mine
Hello stranger
Put your loving hand in mine
You are a stranger
And you're a friend of mine
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4. |
Come On Friend
04:02
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No I won’t accept that this is it
And now that I’m now the one most fit
I’ll sharpen my eyes to the open door
And find us some way out of this
There’s this thing I can’t accept
It’s the crumpling of a beautiful friend
So I’ll make a fuss until you stand
And wash despair out of your hands
I have this feeling free of doubt
First time with all my whereabouts
I’ll throw my weight into the fight
Do anything to make it right
Come on friend I know you’re at wits-end
I’m sorry and I’m tired too
But I hate the way that failure looks on you
So let’s go
There’s this other thing I won’t concede
Risking all this just to see defeat
So I’ll dig my heels into the plan
To stick this out any way we can
I’ll turn a new leaf, the darkest kind
You’ve done the same and we’ve seen each side
There’s nothing too wrong to do
If I can make this up to you
You always held the answer of how to hold your own
I can’t believe I could be out there now alone
If you don’t have it in you, I guess it’s gotta be
Hidden deep down, somewhere inside of me
So I’ll keep this train a-running and the engine hot
Smoking like the pistol when you took your shot
There’s nothing too wrong to do, if I can make this up to you
I’ll keep this train a-running and the engine hot
Smoking like the pistol when you took your shot
Smoking like the pistol when you took your shot
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5. |
Out Of The Law (Part 2)
01:24
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I know we broke a wall
and we're running around outside
So I observe the structure
how the soldiers flank its sides
What are they protecting
as they call themselves free men?
And roar it from their wheels
numbering to ten
They built around the people
a fortress to defend
The way a woman lives for
man’s monetary ends
So I break back in
and I take the cash I need
For this newly fashioned
outlaw life I lead
With purpose and a plaaaan
we start to claim our fine
Now let us flee the scene….
of our last goddamn crime!
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6. |
Lucky Stars
04:20
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I guess it happened to you too
Didn’t it, didn’t it
I guess it stays alive in any place
In a bar, a home, or Texas
Somebody treat you so unkind
Best thing to do, is lose your mind
Now all the lucky stars are what we look up to
Out in a distant canyon
We’ve been travelling through
I guess you’ve tossed inside that spider web
Body caught, twist and shock
I guess you took your mind outside your head
Found a place to get free instead
And now we stare into the night
Silently, settling
You once held everything you are
So bring it back, the separate parts
You did your best by me and now it’s time
to let the sun set on our sorrows
Cuz there’s something about this driving
As we breathe the desert air
I feel a realigning, something
Taking us out there
Well I am travelling by your side
Every part of you, through the canyon night
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Out Of The Law (Part 3)
01:36
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Now I’ve thought of how
I’ll try to plead my case
To all the people living
inside a man-made place
And I can envision
sitting comfortably
The judge who holds up highly
how it’s all designed to be
And I’ve come to see
how you walk around so steady
Cause you do not lean your weight
onto a scale tipped to a fate
I see how we’ve been wronged
and there’s more than just one crime
But what we know of justice
will never see that side
You know I can’t go back
No, I just couldn’t live
And I can tell you surely now
do not doubt what you did
‘cause he was doing wrong
and there was more than just one crime
But what we thought of justice
has never been alive
For purpose and a plan
they built a law in side a plot
But something irrevocable implores new ways to live
For purpose and a plan
they built a law in side a plot
But outside of that law
we don’t doubt what we did
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8. |
Reckless Angels
02:48
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We are two Reckless Angels
Flying down into the world we once knew
To play around with the ugliest parts
That we’re fending off our human hearts
We grow a feather
black as the mine
for every moment that you’re
cleared of a crime
We take the mud
you throw our way
to grease our flapping
shoulder blades
We’re not the kind
sent from above
we lifted up when you
gave us a shove
Oh sweet deliverance
oh weightless sky
when we land down you better
run and hide
We’ve travelled far
fallen off the path
There’s no use trying now
trying to go back
Is it the devil
Is it the lord
Is it the faults of men
from which we’ve soared
In the dark abyss
we forged a gun
with vengeance on our minds
and a little bit of fun
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9. |
No Right Way, Louise
04:53
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Spent my days in a silk housecoat with
One, loyal, microwave
Waiting, for the hairpin drop of a
Man, taking his tantrum off on me
Met another one in a cowboy ring
Playing a game, long and mean
Something i could not have seen without your
Eyes, from a distant life, Louise
But now I know, that there’s no right way for a
Woman to live in a wrong, wrong world
And I don’t wanna live, without my woman,
Louise
And they’ll say, that we’ve done the worst
According to a man-made verse
Which will still allow a life of hurt
For anyone who ain’t meant to be ace-high
Now looks to everybody else around
That this old girl has lost her mind
But what I seen in the afterclaps, is
This old world’s looking funnier to me
And you always held assurety
You’ve lived it through, you’ve got the proof
To make things what they oughta be
won’t trust no law, or no police
Now, like the setting desert sun
Tipping into canyon nights
Something all around my is
Crossing over wrongs and rights
And they’ll chase us down
And they’ll spit from a truck
So hand me that gun, cuz i’m
I'm all out of luck
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Claire Whitehead Toronto, Ontario
Claire Whitehead is a songwriter who gets inspired by feelings, films, art and nature and attempts to translate them into songs.
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