1. |
Woman
02:21
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Woman
How many years to become this woman?
Roots growing deep in soil growing a woman.
Late bloomer, all around.
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2. |
Hymn by Her
03:11
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Oh my anger
She is tired
She is worn down
She was my bloodline
Even a life line
Waiting has bled her out
In her place
There is sadness
In her stead
Only madness
Oh my anger
She is tired
She is worn down
Black and blue eyes
I have beaten my own face to a pulp
She cried possession
But it’s obsession
Until all these ghosts get out
She cried out, into darkness
But it answered in silence
Oh my anger
She is tired
She is worn down
In her place
There is sadness
In her stead
Only madness
Oh my anger
She is tired
She is worn down
Oh my anger
I am tired
I am worn down
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3. |
Pull the Story
03:46
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Don’t ask me where I’m going
Or what my future plans are
I had it all in writing
But it is different now
It is so different now
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Pull the story now it’s thinning
Light lands on each exposure
Not like I remembered
It is different now
It is so different now
I’m growing different now
I’m walking different now
It is different now
It is so different now
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Pull the story now it’s thinning
Light lands on each exposure
You’re not like I remember
You are different now
You are so different now
I am different now
I am so different now
I’m walking different now
I’m growing different now
It is different now
It is so different now
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
It is so different now
It is so
It is so different now
It is so
It is so different now
It is so
It is so different now
It is so
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4. |
Better Metric
04:01
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Keep it
Bury it down further
Yeah
Keep it to yourself
Your fucked up standards
Tied me at the ankles
Tripped me up
How long are the years I’ve stumbled?
Keep it to yourself
Yeah keep it to yourself
Never thought or even knew to think about it from another view
There are so many new
I can’t tell you what shade of blue sky
I plan on sleeping under
Keep it to yourself
Yeah keep it to yourself
Keep it to yourself
Yeah keep it to yourself
While clouds hold my heart inside
Will I float away in my slumber
With no place to hide?
While clouds hold my heart inside
Will I float away in my slumber
With no place to hide?
Keep it to yourself
Yeah keep it to yourself
Keep it to yourself
Yeah keep it to yourself
Down by the river
Washing all of the rocks from the gems
Mine aren’t looking like yours or his
Cuz it’s a better metric
It’s a better metric
It’s a better metric
It’s a better metric
*Keep it to yourself
*Keep it to yourself
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5. |
Great Endeavor
04:12
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We’ll get older
And time moves faster
I’ll remember each cold December
That lead me into this great endeavor of
Getting older
Getting better my love
New Years’ mountains
And unknown valleys
Trails unbroken
The river’s virgin to me still
The earth it grows
I grow with it still
Resolutions
They’re said then broken
Lines that form near my neck and jawbone
Each one will tell of a great endeavor of
Getting older
Getting better my love
Unknown canyons
They span the distance
I’m crawling towards the blurry oasis
Into the shade
The water’s colder
The heat of life it fades
Dust to life
Life here
Life eternal
Dust to life
Life here
Life eternal
I’m getting older
But getting better
We’ll get older
And time moves faster
I’ll remember each cold December
That lead me into this great endeavor of
Getting older
Getting better my love
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6. |
Ordinary Days
04:40
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It would be strange if you found out that I died
While you were away
Sad things happen
On my ordinary days
There were no tears or cries
For my poor soul to follow out
Sad things happen
On my ordinary days
And they always happen
On my ordinary days
You know I plan for the worst
It’s just a shot in the foot
Bad things happen
On my ordinary days
They say they’ll love you more
When you’re deep in the cold ground
Cold and dead
But what of this love?
On my ordinary days
Give me some of that love
On my ordinary days
It always happens
When I least expect it
It always happens
When I least expect it
It always happens
When I least expect it
I don’t expect it to change yet
Yet
Cause sad things happen
Sad things happen
A bad thing happened
On an ordinary day
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Isabeau Waia'u Walker Portland, Oregon
Isabeau Waia’u Walker is a singer-songwriter—“the entire instrument: the air, the soul, the mind, the word”—with a prolific body of stories as powerful and moving as her vocals and guitar. A commitment and dedication to her craft: years of writing and building and fostering connections with a large, global, online audience of ears and hearts; sharing stories of love, pain and experience. ... more
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