1. |
Fisherman Drifter
02:35
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A fisherman drifter
His eyes out on the sea
The salty air calls him home
To his wife, a mother of three
I'll see you soon, Isabella
I'll see you soon, Paul and Henry
But please, please tell your mother
I love her more than this grey, grey sea
He wrote her twenty-six letters
Each ridden with tears and blood
For his cold, calloused hands could weather
Any storm but his heart's own flood
Her eyes made him dream
Vast stars just couldn't compare
He was a young, young fool to leave her
On the shoreline standing alone there
So she waits for her fisherman
With her children, all three
And his heart is filled with longing not freedom
On that lonely grey, grey sea
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2. |
Steady Clear Blue
04:23
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We have been wanderin'
Star-crossed in love
Dreamin' of the day we'll find home
And I know like it's written in stone
How you love me, darlin'
And what you're plannin'
Across these stars you love me
Miles away you love me
Our love's not a cage
It's gonna set me free
Don't leave me in my lone company
You see me through
Steady clear blue
To the grid-work of my heart
That slowly beatin' truth
But bein' apart
My soul's been driftin' far
Please call me home
Please call me to your arms
Across these stars you love me
Miles away you love me
Our love's not a cage
It's gonna set me free
Don't leave me in my lone company
You see me
Steady clear blue
You love me
Steady blue
You see me
Steady clear blue
You need me
Steady blue
You want me
Steady clear blue
I need you
Steady
I want you blue
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3. |
Me and My Faults
03:01
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You good hearted man
Who loved me and my faults
Who loved when all I did
Is didn't love you
Your eyes of loyalty
Greener than a gypsy's
I'm surprised they didn't see
My wandering soul
For I'm drifting towards love
Oh, I'm drifting towards hope
But how long till I drift away?...
You ask me to be true
To fall fast with you
But, darlin, I see shadows
Night and day
For I'm drifting towards love
Oh, I'm drifting towards hope
But how long till I drift away?...
Away...
For I'm drifting towards love
Oh, I'm drifting towards hope
But how long till I drift away?...
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4. |
Old Soul
03:37
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My green eyes are tired
They had too many songs
Written about them
Now the songs are dead
So my eyes are dead
I'm wounded and jaded and wise
I'm wounded and jaded and wise
I'm an old soul now
I don't ask people how
I just do
I wore blue dress in the Sun
You said you'd never forget
Oh you said I was the one
Now that memory is gone
So our love is gone
I'm wounded and jaded and wise
I'm wounded and jaded and wise
I'm an old soul now
I don't ask people how
I just do
My voice and body are growing thin
While your pride and lies
Only win
I'm a shell of a woman
You're a monster of a man
I'm wounded and jaded and wise
I'm wounded and jaded and wise
I'm an old soul now
I don't ask people how
I just do
I still live in this city
Where our love was born and raised
You still live in this city
And you see me day after day
But there's no words--no words at all
My screams aren't heard at all
And you claim that you love me
But, darlin, love don't act this way
Oh you claim that you love me
But I'd rather you not stay
I'm wounded and jaded and wise
I'm wounded and jaded and wise
I'm an old soul now
I don't ask people how
I just do
Because of you
I'm an old soul now
I don't ask people how
I just do
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5. |
Skepticism and Folly
04:21
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The skeptic in me finds fault in everything
Judgmental eyes piercing
I know, I know, I know
I know nothing at all
I know, I know, I know
I am very small
If God painted the world with His fingertips
Then who am I?
Apart from His breath no life could exist
So who am I?
The fool in me says self-sufficiency
If pride is a fall, I'm sky-diving
I know, I know, I know
I know nothing at all
I know, I know, I know
I am very small
If God painted the world with His fingertips
Then who am I?
Apart from His breath no life could exist
So who am I?
The Lamb shackled death and brought us life
So who am I?
Apart from His blood, I've just my pride
So who am I?
I'm His weak child
I'm His beloved child
If God painted the world with His fingertips
Then who am I?
Apart from His breath no life could exist
So who am I?
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Christina Rae Chicago, Illinois
Hauntingly honest lyrics and memorable melodies carried through delicate whispers and a lilting soprano.
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