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STACY, IN HER WEDDING GOWN
If you ever get to Nipper’s Corner on a Monday
You’ll find a box of love letters waiting on the bar
People need coffee, but sometimes just the company
And if you want a brighter world, you gotta write the part
She’s got her eyes peeled for rare coins and two dollar bills
She won’t need em, but the tooth fairy will
And she’s breaking down boxes til she’s got enough to build
A cardboard castle on a living room hill
Stay fierce, stay kind
Don’t let the world get the best of your mind
It helps to wear whatever gives you wings right now
Stacy pays bills in her wedding gown
And if she’s not wearing dark lipstick today
Must have been the baby was keeping her awake
There’s a late rush on Sundays, she’ll be catching up soon
She’s just pumping for her baby on her break in the backroom
But at four in the morning she was climbing on the roof
Of her black Ford Fiesta taking pictures of the moon
The parking lot is empty, she’s got nothing to prove
She’s just reaching out for beauty like all artists do
Stay fierce, stay kind
Don’t let the world get the best of your mind
It helps to wear whatever makes you float across the ground
Stacy folds laundry in her wedding gown
On the south side of a music town
Stacy, in her wedding gown
On the south side of a music town
Stacy, in her wedding gown
Stay fierce, stay kind
Don’t let the world get the best of your mind
It helps to wear whatever gives you wings right now
Stacy pays bills in her wedding gown
Stacy folds laundry in her wedding gown
Stacy goes to drive-in movies in her wedding gown
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Baby Elephants
04:01
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BABY ELEPHANTS
I think about the man I met out in the southwestern desert
He was living on mushrooms and sun
He said he must have been as tall as that barbed wire fence
Before he’d ever felt love from anyone
He said his father was a cruel man and his own mother hated him
Probably just for being a man
Animal to animal, we all get scared
We try to hide it any way we can
Baby elephants get tied to a rope
Too thick for a baby to break
And they’re ready when it’s clear they’ve given up on ever getting away
And then grown up elephants, they never test the rope
Imagine living with seven tons of strength you’ve never known
Imagine living with strength you’ve never known
Said he was headed for nowhere and happy to be there
And there’s good space to do that out west
He said crying that night felt just like getting
An elephant off his chest
Sometimes it's just too much like looking inside us
To look each other’s eyes
Desire and fear, they all live right in here
And you can usually tell who drives
You can usually tell who drives
If you ever meet a man out in the southwestern desert
With an river in the corner of his eye
You won’t forget it’s precious finding water in the desert
And you won’t forget the color of the sky
You won’t forget the color of the sky
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Infinite
03:34
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INFINITE
Oh to be a flier in a sunburnt sky
Oh to be a crier when you get too high
Oh to be an ever-trier of a lover, be a never-giving-up-er
On the tending of desire
Oh to be standing in the wind of the doubters
And the rain of the kind deniers
Oh and when they all come running in out of the cold
To be the keeper of the fire
It’s infinite
And I’ll never know
who needed it tonight
Chances are she won’t remember
That song at the Rose Hill Inn
And he’ll always wonder what it was
That made his daughter call again
But what if it really was that singer
That line about showing her the ocean in a shell
Some things you just can’t ever measure
Some things are just too hard to tell
It’s infinite
I’ll never know
who needed it tonight
It’s infinite
And I’ll never know
If it reaches you in time
Oh to be a flier on a sunburnt porch
Oh to be a crier when you feel too much
She’s a friend of a friend, I’m singing under my breath
Eyes closed, but she looks up
She says hey, I’ve been in that song
Well then I guess it can’t be wrong
And just like that she sets me free
Oh it doesn’t have to take too long
So read the books of poetry
But don’t forget to pay attention
to the trees and what they’re making
In their naked winter season
And all the secrets, all the grieving
All the eyes that help us see
That along some midnight highway
We might set somebody free
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Are You Happy
06:20
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ARE YOU HAPPY
You changed my very road
When you asked if I was happy
Nobody ever asked me that
So straight and clear before
And I couldn’t bear the answer
No I couldn't bear the word
Sometimes a question is all you need
To know you’re reaching for the door
I’m smiling, every photograph
I fool myself, looking back
But you saw me
In the real light of the porch
Drinking beers just out of earshot
Of the gossip in the kitchen
You helped me think of new ways
Of belonging in this world
Now it’s my turn to ask you
Are you happy
I don’t need to hear the answer
The answer is not for me
But it’s my turn to ask you
Maggie, are you happy
It’s just that I hear you talk about
Spanish moss and waltzes
And a long drive alone
Just you out there in time
I can’t tell you to go
But when you’re crying for years
Try not to let a couple days
Of good weather change your mind
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Holy
05:09
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HOLY
(Christine Pureka, Sad Rabbit Music, ASCAP)
40 years in the palm of the ocean
You didn't win, you didn't win, I've got anchors
Said the child in my heart, repeating
On the day that I died
To the west, to the west, I need anchors
To the west, to the west, I need strong hands
To pull me up over the mountains
Before I love you again
'Cause the sound was the boat slowly breaking
And the weight was a mountain of old pain
Like I could have walked on the sea
If you'd just noticed me, hanging around
But we danced, hey, hey, hey
Yeah, we danced, hey, hey, hey
To be whole, to be whole, to be holy, holy, holy
There were bright days, we were dreaming
There were black days in the red room of your anger
The roses retreating, and blooming again
But the song was my heart slowly breaking
And the weight was a mountain of old pain
Like I could've walked on the sea
If you'd just noticed me waiting in the rain
Well it's you or it's me, so it's over
Well it's you or it's me, I've got bills to pay
Said my heart to your memory in anger
When I boarded the plane
To the west, to the west, I need anchors
To the west, gonna find me a gold mine
So sing us a song of redemption
I'm doing alright, I'm doing alright, I’m doing alright
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Maya de Vitry Nashville, Tennessee
Maya de Vitry is a singer, songwriter, producer, and multi-instrumentalist. She lives in Nashville, TN.
Mad Maker Studio
P.O Box 110392
Nashville, TN
37222
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