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Say Hello
06:53
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she took a holiday
to find another way
i watched her sail away
to see it all, she said
to dream it all before i'm dead
to leave it all astray
she made her peace and fled
the apparitions in her head
too much to hold her down
she never knew how far
she'd go before she hit the stars
and stopped to look around
she lit out on the run
to chase her shadow to the sun
that burns so brighter than
the next thing on the list
it's nothing but she can't resist
the reins are in her hands
she sings a made-up song
and wanders in her mind along
the halls and alleyways
for a moment, everywhere is home
she's always there under the foam
but she won't be there to stay
take a random point in your memory
take an open space in your heart
take another break from your fantasy, child
and say hello
she set the fire there
and moved long, so unaware
of all she left behind
or was it just a thought
behind the curtain, overwrought
like all thoose other signs
somewhere, her voice it sings
for a moment, she is everything
her world has ever known
until the break of day
to shake it loose and drift away
through paradise alone
take a random point in your memory
take an open space in your heart
take another break from your fantasy, child
and say hello
just like a passing fit
she wallows in the face of it
and goes another round
behind the garden wall
in camouflage, before the ball
she barely makes a sound
the sum of all the world in her
she has no time to register
the love she feels inside
she'd never hide away
she lives tomorrow yesterday
and that's all i gotta say
take another point in your memories
take an open space in your heart
take another break from your fantasy, child
and say hello
-4/11/15
(based on an unfinished song from 1993)
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2. |
Undertow
06:40
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this time has come
the grey skies have grown too dreary
while my grey eyes grow so weary
how can i live with this anymore?
too pushed to be known
this silent barrage, truth offensive
too tough to be so defensive
but to look into the eyes
of the weak and the old
to be sold in the undertow
the lamb lit the sky
it was a wonderful sight
and the party, interrupted
by her inference
the hero took the villain
to innumerable heights
in the summer night
too new to be scene
in his forever defunct revolution
this bankrupt devolution
and evolve to conditions
of mercy and the old ways
to be sold away in the undertow
and the children cry
with their wounds as the scars
with which we grow
not just humility we hide
say we don't know
and this, the last of which
we read but not follow
so we continue to be sold away
in the wake of the undertow
the lamb lit the sky
it was a wonderful sight
and the party, interrupted
by her inference
the hero took the villain
to a new world height
in the summer light
how can i stand the
absurdness of this, the aggressor?
their sublime is their only progressor
stopped dead in the tracks of the undertow
if you can sign me away
sign me away as a martyr
sign me away as a child
just don't sign me away for your greed
and your grief, and your gold
sell-out to the undertow
the lamb lit the sky
it was a wonderful sight
and the party, interrupted
by her inference
the hero took the villain
to innumerable heights
in the summer night
the lamb lit the sky
it was a wonderful sight
and the party, interrupted
by her inference
the hero took the villain
to a new world height
in the summer light
-June 1993
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there she goes down
to meet her god
alone, she takes him on
it's all done
whatcha gonna do alone?
chains on her arms
for she
crimson and gold
i close my eyes
and i whistle sweetly
broken down, ramshackled
and i whistle sweetly
and i'd like to say
how did we come to this dam?
bang, bang, bang, bang
chitty chitty
alone -
whatcha gonna do alone?
odds are she's going down
she burned me
and whistled sweetly
knocked out, left for dead
and whistled sweetly
and i'd like to stay
why must she stay alone?
and you whistle sweetly
alone -
whatcha gonna do alone?
black coffee, getting up
like new morning
can you whistle sweetly?
and i rub my eyes
and say "take me down"
well, it seemed so easy
could you just whistle sweetly"
alone -
whatcha gonna do alone?
-October 1994
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The Greenwich Affair
04:15
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the cold, cracked lines of her face grew
in this pale room where i lie now
she only gave hindsight
though it was not her own
but rather torn from the front page
in bold, dark capitals
screaming, in words
as if it meant to catch me
she know it couldn't have
i never really cared for that sort of thing
but she continued on and on
so i had no choice but to listen
it's a shame i didn't hear
her eyes, a flood, like mine are now
but i never cried
i was too into myself
vain, just like everyone else
lost in my own eyes
and bouncing around the room
like some schoolchild
which i was
as she rambled, her words hurt my head
and they were tucked away
until it was too late
-September 1994
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Chris Anderson Alexandria, Virginia
Chris is a wildly prolific songwriter who has hovered among the outskirts of the music world for over 30 years. On his own
label, Flying Dachshund Music, Chris has released 154 CDs, 96 of them being full-length albums. That's just the tip of the iceberg and there are no signs of stopping. Ever.
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