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Sunset Park
04:11
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sometimes I don’t know why I do the things I do
sometimes I do
everbody wants to look over the grand canyon edge
oh, the pyramids
oh, the brooklyn bridge
oh, but don’t fall in
sometimes I can see those mistakes I’m about to make
a block and a half away
long strides and downcast eyes won’t make an honest man of me
I’ll stare out on the sea,
the sea of tranquility
get lost in a cool breeze
sometimes near the cemetery I can feel a rumbling
oh, it’s not god a-comin; It’s just the train under the earth
sometimes I don’t know why I do the things I do
sometimes I do
I do, I do, I do
I do
sometimes I don’t know why I do the things I do
oh, but sometimes; sometimes I do
sometimes I don’t know why I do the things I do
sometimes I do
I do, I do, I do
don’t you, don’t you, don’t you?
I do
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Bad Ideas
03:35
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if nothing’s owned then nothing’s lost
we’re all stewards of a time, of a place we’ll one day haunt
don’t fade quietly in the dark
be the lighthouse on the hill, be the other world apart
I can keep a secret well
take it to the grave
sometimes good things come from bad ideas
it ain’t wrong, we belong, it ain’t wrong
two things can be true at once
for every story there’s to tell, another side knows what is real
so join the circus, free the lions
be the silence in the noise, be the monster in the void
I can keep a secret well
take it to the grave
sometimes good things come from bad ideas
it ain’t wrong, we belong, it ain’t wrong
It ain’t wrong, we belong, it ain’t wrong
nothing’s lost, you’re right where you need to be
looking back will only drive you crazy
good things come from bad ideas
it ain’t wrong, we belong, it ain’t wrong
it ain’t wrong, we belong, it ain’t wrong
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The Rain Collector
03:24
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well, suppose all of the screens died
and people woke up in the middle of their lives
pale skin and crooked spines
wouldn’t know if they had their own minds
where dreams were growing like secret vines
and swallowing up whole the world we used to know
if you see me sleepwalking, shake me, wake me up
down the middle of the street, over by the river where the city is shimmering
I might beg you let me sleep but don’t you let me be alone
if you find me sleepwalking I want you to be the one to bring me home
well, suppose time didn’t move so fast
and the years didn’t collect like rain in a wine glass
weathered skin and worry lines
wouldn’t show even if the light wasn’t just right
and light is something that shines from the inside
catching shadows of our youth, dancing on the moon
if you see me sleepwalking, shake me, wake me up
down the middle of the street, over by the river where the city is shimmering
I might beg you let me sleep but don’t you let me be alone
if you find me sleepwalking I want you to be the one to bring me home
well, suppose love never led astray
and you’ve never watched the world roll by from the window of a train
charging through the thick and thin
the endless plains or the mighty mountains
past tiny homes and gardens
where the wind chimes sway and sing and crickets do their thing
if you see me sleepwalking, shake me, wake me up
if you find me sleepwalking I want you to be the one
to bring me home
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4. |
Later On
02:51
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later on
when all the pleasantries have run their course
we’re alone for once
and you and I drift like a song heard in the forest
there are no rules in the love that we seek
the only truth is the love that we keep
there are new worlds in the love that we speak
so, say it now
because, later on
when yesterday’s an outline in the fog
you remember what
you didn’t do more than the things you’ve done
come off that plateau and roll in the grass
let the time go and start living like that
there are new worlds in the love that we have
so, say it now
there are no rules in the love that we seek
the only truth is the love that we keep
there are new worlds in the love that we speak
so, say it now
there’s no (there’s no)
what if there’s no (there’s no)
guarantee that (there’s a)
another time where (we’ll know)
later on (don’t wait for)
later on (don’t wait for)
later on (don’t wait for)
later on
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Ricochet
03:49
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I awoke,
and listened to the pouring rain
ricochet,
off the surface of the city
what if every drop was a reason why, I would love you for who you are
we’d be running down the storm drain
falling towards an endgame
washed away in the flood
I’ve wondered about love like this
as real as it gets
yesterday will always be there tomorrow’s gone before it’s here
don’t rush this moment
I’ve wondered about love like this
unforeseen and unexpected
yesterday will always be there tomorrow’s gone before it’s here
don’t rush this moment
I forgot
what I’ve learned so many times
ricochet
through the corners of a lonely mind
what if every thought was a way of life, I would think only of us
we’d be opposites of seasons
inverses of meaning
reconfiguring as one
I’ve wondered about love like this
unforeseen and unexpected
yesterday will always be there tomorrow’s gone before it’s here
don’t rush this moment
cross the street in the morning
coffee waiting at the window
swept up in the process
the headlines and the footnotes
I wonder about every little difference
what could I make?
I want to be there in the sea change
wide awake
I’ve wondered about love like this
I’ve wondered about love like this
as real as it gets
yesterday will always be there tomorrow’s gone before it’s here
don’t rush this moment
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6. |
No Returns, No Exchanges
02:50
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was it just a second-handed scheme?
someone else outgrew then had no further need
you’re Woodward in those dresses, I’m Newman in these jeans
and we look timeless in someone else’s throwaway dreams
was it just the wind that swept you in?
on the doorstep all the way at this deadend
you’re telling me my future without saying a word
and we feel steady just watching records spin in circles
the candle’s burning low in your bedroom window
in the blue-grey morning light a new day on the horizon
I can hear your heartbeat through the quiet
weaving tapestry with someone else's throwaway dreams
are we just a product of circumstance
or do stars and tarot cards factor in
we’re giving such good answers to questions we don’t own
there’s no return and no exchanges but one day we’ll pass them on
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7. |
Grapevine Rattle
03:09
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every song I wrote was you
not for you but in place of you
because you only gave me promise
when I needed something constant
I threw all those unfinished verses into the wind
and let them scatter
the hardest thing wasn’t losing you
it was just that it didn’t really matter
never trust a grapevine’s rattle
don’t let you heart become light
although it’s effortless to follow
an allusion ringing hollow
so I stared out at the traffic
and wondered how I could allow
the hardest thing wasn’t forgetting you
It’s remembering you now
slow enough not to see the changes
fast enough not to say goodbye
it’s better to have loved and lost
than to never have loved at all
so when the wind kicks up old stories
I just smile and let it carry me for awhile
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Lonely Departure
03:42
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it’s been a lonely departure
from the way that I’ve known
what is this new place I’m going?
all alone - it makes me wonder
who is this version of myself? How do I ask it to leave?
giving me only backwards directions
I batten down the hatches then cut ‘em free
and let the wind and rain come down on me
blue skies a distant memory
so lay me down and let me be
watch the storm roll overhead
like a freight train running I’m on the tracks
laying as low as I can
take my money and take my pride
bruise my skin and blacken my eyes
set me back to a simple time
watching the clouds roll
you forget that forgetting is easy - you don’t have to try
although that one thing outstays it’s welcome And in the night, eats you alive
who’s is that voice that I’m hearing? It echoes across the ravine
hanging on with the treeline deserters
running the judicious out of town
change the locks and switch it all around
strip the clocks and keep the daylight out
so, Lay me down and let me be
watch the storm roll overhead
like a wild pack of hungry strays
rattling bones and eyes of dread
take my money and take my pride
can’t take my soul can’t take my mind
set me back to a simple time
watching the clouds roll
lay me down and let me be
watch the storm roll overhead
like a rogue wave out at sea
pray for tomorrow and hold my breath
take my fortune, take my delight
can’t take my soul can’t take my mind
set me back to a simple time
watching the clouds roll
listen to the time go
watching the clouds roll
where does all the time go?
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9. |
Asking For You
03:28
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my father was once a kid
just like his father was before
now I get there - I can see them in my face
no kidding anymore
he always used to laugh
didn’t measure love or money
said sit here one more minute with me
before you carry me down in that old wagon
carry me down in these clothes I’m wearing
carry me down to the edge of the tide
said: if they’re asking for you still, you did something right.”
obvious, not obvious
the trail ever thinning in the brush
steps behind you - shadows chasing
the same light, that you’re still trying to touch.
now I can hear his laugh
in my own it’s quite uncanny
and his voice asking so kindly
would you carry me down across the slow grassy hill
carry me down to the edge of the tide
carry me down - it’s a task I’ll return
said: if they’re asking for you still, you did something right.”
so, take your shot it’s worth the shock
you might surprise yourself
no reversing, you’ve rehearsed
those lonely pages wilt under your breath
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10. |
Entrances and Exits
03:32
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I can’t keep my mind off of you
thinking about you is all I do
missed my ride and now I’m standing on the corner in the rain
happiness is strange to me
walking through the park and over the bridge
drifting in and out of conversation
drinking coffee bumming cigarettes save quarters for the phone
we don’t have to be alone
we don’t know what comes next
through the entrances and for the exits
the curtains fall the lights are set
let there be no regret
nothing stays the same even the stars
keep on stretching out further apart
while the light you see is radiating from a distant past
I don’t know how it goes so fast
we don’t know what comes next
through the entrances and for the exits
the curtains fall the lights are set
let there be no regret
we don’t know what comes next
through the entrances and for the exits
the curtains fall the lights are set
let there be no regret
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Chris Koza Minneapolis, Minnesota
Both solo and with his band Rogue Valley, Chris Koza has supported and shared the stage with artists such as Brandi Carlile, Ingrid Michaelson, The Jayhawks, Neko Case, Kathleen Edwards, Dan Wilson, Stephen Kellogg, This is the Kit, and Tift Merritt, among others. His song (Rogue Valley) The Wolves and the Ravens was featured in Ben Stiller’s film The Secret Life of Walter Mitty. ... more
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