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Sweet Dreams
04:12
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If I say I’ll be there, do you breathe in deep?
Hold it in so tightly you might fall asleep?
Honey, you look tired.
Why don’t you lie down?
Pull the wool right over your eyes, nose, ears and mouth.
Sweet dreams.
When I say, “I love you,” does it tie me down?
Cuffs around my ankles, chains to drag around?
Will I show you mercy?
Will I show you peace
When my body’s aching for a sweet release?
Sweet dreams.
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2. |
V D A Y
03:05
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Will you be my valentine?
Buy me roses or some other kind?
Let me dress in fancy lingerie for you on Valentine’s Day.
You see I’m in the clear.
No arrow has found me here
And I’m not wounded from falling hard or deep in love.
Left all my lovers behind.
Left all my lovers but I miss them on Valentine’s Day.
Will you have me for a day?
Gently put your arm around my waist.
Breathe my perfume deep and slow.
It’s the same from years ago on Valentine’s Day.
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3. |
Old House
03:43
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Rock me tonight, old house.
Tuck me in bed safe and sound
And sing me to sleep.
Sing me to sleep.
Be careful as you lay me down to rest.
Be generous with loads of extra bedding please.
One little shake, a quiver or a quake,
could rock me awake.
Hush hush hush, don’t say a word.
Sleep sleep sleep, sleep little bird.
Dream dream dream, dream how you fly.
Hush hush hush, hush now your cry.
Hold out your open palm.
These tears keep falling one by one and on and on.
Will you catch them for me?
Please take them from me.
But if tonight I wake,
I promise not to stray far from your embrace.
You’ll find me on my knees
With a bucket of bleach
Trying to scrub my heart clean.
Trying to scrub my heart clean.
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4. |
Careless
02:46
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Close your eyes to my stare.
Close them tight if you care to keep your heart in one piece.
Boy, I’m trouble, I should know.
I won’t ever let you go, but keep you back at arm’s length.
Careless
Careless
I promise to be careless with you.
Sharpened gaze, sharpened knives
Built for battle in disguise.
I learned to fight unfairly.
In my wake you’ll drag behind.
Two hands firmly grab the line and weave side to side while I drive.
Careless
Careless
I promise to be careless with you.
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5. |
Garden of Ghosts
03:19
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If I don’t make it out alive
I hope I had the courage to fight.
Strong footing where I stand,
A solid cedar axe in my hand.
Whatever way I go, plant me a garden of ghosts.
Was it an impressive feat?
Was the battle bloody, my sweet?
Was it a surprise attack,
A slow collapse or stab in the back?
Whatever way I go, plant me a garden of ghosts.
Won’t you come around in June
To see the Michigan lilies all in bloom?
No one home to see.
No one home to tend to the weeds.
Whatever way I go,
Whatever way I go, plant me a garden of ghosts.
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6. |
Summer
03:22
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Oh, what to do with all the shattered hearts
All around as fall approaches?
Gather them, lock them away
With all of the rotting bouquets
And everything else that remains of what
Summer has left you with.
Five bucks at the door for visitors.
Hearts line the wall.
You can make your donation next Sunday.
Gather them, lock them away
With all of the rotting bouquets
And everything else that remains of what
Summer has left you with.
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Someday
03:19
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Some days you sit for hours and stare at nothing at all.
Watch the TV show,
don’t pay attention though,
they all blur together anyhow.
Someday you’ll get to it.
Someday you’ll finish it.
Someday soon.
Feel the punch of alarm clock buzz as you snooze for hours and hours.
Floors need sweeping,
Your clothes need cleaning,
And the plates pile higher and higher.
Someday you’ll get to it.
Someday you’ll finish it.
Someday soon.
Drinking reminds you
Of arms that won’t hold you.
Arms that won’t hold you anymore.
Some days you’re better off watching the sun come up
With a cold cup of coffee in your hands.
Let the telephone battery run down,
and stare out the window for a change
Someday you’ll get to it.
Someday you’ll finish it.
Someday soon.
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8. |
The Easy Way
04:20
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Should’ve been easier to hold my breath.
Should’ve been easier to wait
Rather than tell myself there’s nothing left in all of this.
That there was nothing left to save.
I take a moment to remind myself
Of all the love that I once knew.
Reading your letters, I enjoy myself in spite of it
And all the pain you put me through.
I’ve always been afraid, uneasy on the easy way.
And now it’s hard to take.
So hard to take.
So, what if I just stay?
Should’ve been easier to hold my breath.
Should’ve been easier to hold my breath.
Should’ve been easier to hold my breath.
Should’ve been easier to hold my breath.
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Sara Curtin Washington, D.C.
"One of D.C.'s finest" - Brightest Young Things
Artist Fellow - DC Commission on the
Arts & Humanities 2014 - present
"Visionary" - Glide Magazine
American Songwriter "Daily Discovery": www.americansongwriter.com/2015/06/daily-discovery-sara-curtin-summer/
photos by Plume Photography
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