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Song lyrics for the upcoming album and more. © Copyright Angela Reed 2009

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Beautiful
The Blessing
Boston Girls
Deep Deep Breath
Eyes To The Sky
February Something Or Other
Grateful
The Grocer & The Tango Teacher
Happily
It Is You
The Letter
Life Blows
Love Defined
Mutiny
No One (Breathe)
One More Time
Parade
Proud
The Rogue
Run Out On Me
Strange
Too Late
Under The Stars

BEAUTIFUL
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

Crazy cooing, morning sunshine
Feeling your toes on my ankles bare
Baby blinking, waking slowly
Leaving our coats and keys on the stairs

Washing the sleep out of an open eye
You waltz me awake from a hush-a-by

In this ladle full of love that holds us
It is half full
It’s a story-like romance doled us
And it’s so beautiful

Breakfast making, marmalading
Under a stratus of Astral Weeks
Alleluia, clinging to a-
nother excuse to embrace you sweet

Spending the hours sitting by your side
Just starring across to the by-and-by

Hoping hearts fallen in love last for a while

THE BLESSING
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

When my face turns to paper
You can write me down a sonnet
So my voice can whisper the words
Like an old tin can
Like a parchment stained with Brandy
And kerosene spilled upon it
This rushing river quivers like a flicker o’er the land.

‘Cause we are timeless in an ever wilting scene
And so it passes like a stone under the rapids fold
Let it rise and fall, or let lovers lead or lie
And may our mem’ries all come swift so this story’s told

BOSTON GIRLS
© Copyright Angela Reed 2004 (BMI)

My Boston girls are coming to California
In a bust up beater from coast to coast, I thought I should warn ya
They’re leaving the streets and hitting the road to LA
‘Cause it’s a long, long way, thank God, from the Back Bay

They ain’t in it for the money
They ain’t in it for the tricks
They’ve tasted their milk and honey
They’ve taken their share of licks
‘Cause they ain’t going to let you bring ‘em down
They’ve gotten themselves out of this rotten town

They’re my Boston girls
They’re in it for the music
They’re in it for the world
They’re my Boston girls

With wind in their hair, they’re westward sailing
Fearless and bold like a cat on a railing
They’re taking it down, taking it down to move on up
They say they’re tired of the cheap stuff, come and fill my cup

They ain’t in it for the pleasure
They ain’t in it for the fame
They’ve sunken their share of treasure
And given hard living a new name
they’ve been working like a dog
Now they’re brushing themselves off

DEEP DEEP BREATH
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

Sunday driving, looking out for Granny Smith
Frustrated I’ve been getting through this labyrinth
I know I should be patient and
Not stereo-typing the slow asian
But I’ll simply take a deep deep breath

What a lot of traffic, everyone’s been weekend bound
Some are causing havoc, but now what is that squealing sound?
I’ll get there, ‘less I get cut off
I swear! Next I’ll get run off
But I’ll simply take a deep deep breath

In the rain they cower
The puddles are so scary
Must a lane change take an hour
But Oh NO! I must go slow
I’m out of control, I’m overloaded so, oh…

Hello jalopy, you think you’re in a rodeo
Cell phones and coffee, did you know that green means go?
I know I should be patient
But your driving skills? A bit latent!
But I’ll simply take a deep deep breath

There are days I take it hard like this
But other days I don’t care in the slightest
Where I’ll simply take a deep deep breath
I simply take a deep deep breath porch-crop2

EYES TO THE SKY
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

Nobody tips on Sunday mornings
They all are meeting up with God
But everyone seems to be going
Just to hear themselves applaud

Now do they notice that you’ve helped them
I think it’s just one of those things
That people end up being selfish
When righteousness is what they mean

But they’re just eyes to the sky
Don’t look down to the fires
Don’t you spotlight my fear
Don’t you help me see
What’s waiting before me here

Now wait a minute, don’t you go yet
You haven’t paid your little due
What is crazy is that you don’t get
You actually have to live the gospel truth

Just try to be kind
For once don’t make yourself so crossed
Instead of living your life
Scared of his favor being lost

FEBRUARY SOMETHING OR OTHER
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

February something or other
March is coming soon
It’ll make you very uncomfortable brother
Marching to the moon

It feels just like an open grave
A bitter piece of pain to undertake
You holler into blackened space
But you’re yelling just to make
The same mistake

February something or other
What ya gonna do
There is snow with the daffodils under
Practicing for June

Here you are you’re waiting for summer
You’re whistling your tune
But February something or other
Is creeping up on you

February something or other
What a different view
You’re digging down to silent and southern
You’ll be looking down at you

GRATEFUL
© Copyright Angela Reed 2005 (BMI)

From my nest, from my nest I might fall
But I guess it could be something rightful

But you see that I am not afraid to leave home
I am not going to be unflown
I am not afraid to be alone

‘Cause I want to be eagle, not afraid to dive into the ocean
With robin underneath, red to the breast & fighting to the teeth
I want a little light in my emotion
Instead of fight to the death, myself, to pick up the speed
I, I just want a little peace

I could be everything I imagine
But it’s not going to be till I see myself as worth having

A dive is falling, I am falling till I’m flying
Then I’m soaring and I am fighting with the wind
You can’t be frightened by the wind
Spread my wings and feel
Forgive myself the air beneath

Well you see I’ll spread my wings when I’m ready
Then I’ll be everything that is meant for me

Well I guess from my nest I might fall
But you see, hopefully I’m grateful

THE GROCER & THE TANGO TEACHER
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

She’s an indigenous, Argentinean, veterinarian
Teaching tango in a school
She works evenings, works mornings,
And takes siesta in the afternoon
She takes walks and takes pleasure in the people that she meets
She sways her hips when she’s walking down the street
And when she smiles it tosses the Grocer’s head under feet
She is open to suggestion and intuitive
Just a person with a life to live

He’s an ex-commodore from Baltimore, runs a grocery store,
And plays cards with senior gents
He smokes Cubans, eats reubens, and
Doesn’t believe in accidents
He telephones his daughter and her family in Santa Cruz
He walks down by the night clubs & listens to the blues
And when he sees the Tango Teacher, boy that’s his cue
He’s not always the most charming or talkative
Just a person with a life to live

She finally spies the Grocer, crouching, stocking featured plums
And he looks up and sees her walking to the school gymnasium
And Then she smiles just for him
Then he knows he offer her whatever he could give
‘Cause for her, his life he’d live

So he shelves the back stock, closes up shop, picks some budded phlox
And walks down to the school
He gives her the flower after an hour of watching
Tango from the corner wooden stool
He walks her by the blues clubs through the muggy summer nights
And he, with pride, carries her shoes while she walks barefoot in delight
And then she falls asleep watching TV holding him tight
Just the little things that make their love definitive
Just people with a life to live crop3

HAPPILY
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

I got a new T-shirt
It’s going to look great on me
In a color that he likes
It’s brighter than the fire tree

I got it on sale
‘Cause otherwise I can’t afford
‘Cause the money that I make
It makes sure I’ve got a locked door

Living on this way I must confide it
The hardest part is barely hanging on
But still I wake elated and excited
To sing my La-di La-di-da-di-da, my La-di-da

I’ve got to get moving
I’ve got to do a lot of things
Like to get out of this town
And run ‘round and no more lingering

‘Cause I’m not your barista
I don’t want to make your cup-o-joe
No more living off of tips
‘Cause my ship is sailing onward ho!

So I got a new T-shirt
And it’s going to look great on me
Don’t have much to kick around
But I’ve found I’ll still live happily

IT IS YOU
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

I see you walk in late, hang your coat from a hook
I watch you from the stage but all I can do is look
You order from the bar & you sit to watch me play
Chest is hanging like a scarf, probably never know your name

In just one moment I’m in love with you
But you don’t know who I’m singing to

It is you, it is you
In the crowd in the room
It is you, out of the blue
Sitting down who I’m singing to

So I keep playing on while my heart is fluttering
You’re still sitting alone & I am stuttering
But then you go to grab your coat, you’re heading out to leave
But then you’ll never know how I wish you were holding me

Please don’t go, I’m in love with you
But you don’t know who I’m singing to

It is you, it is you
From the crowd in the room
It is you, you hoo
Leaving now who I’m singing to

Now you’ve gone and I’m in love with you
You won’t know who I was singing to

It was you, it was you
From the crowd in the room
It was you, out of the blue
Oh and now I’ve said adieu

It is you, it is you
Don’t know how I’ve said adieu
It is you, it is you
Oh still now who I’m singing to

THE LETTER
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

Dear Kenny, I’m writing you a letter
A thing not done much these days
I’m missing you tonight so terribly
And I’m curled around your shadow right here where you would lay

Today I went down to the market
But the people all were fair
I couldn’t barter so I walked to the park, yet
All the landscape’s beauty just seemed bare

And All I could think was you weren’t with me there
Your hand not at my thigh
(Tonight) You and I were apart somewhere
But I couldn’t tell you why
You’ll be there with me next time, hope to die

Dear Kenny, I went to a show tonight
And the music was raining pearls
I looked through the room through your eyes tonight
Which ones would you like out of these girls?

The darkness made the singer brighter
And I sat back and leaned against the bench
I could see through that girl’s hair despite her
And you know what I’d have to say about her perfume drench

What a way to end my night
My pen’s ink rather than my tears a-runnin’ dry
A pillow between my knees, your letter, and a hand-cur-chief

So Dear Kenny, I’m writing you this letter
But my words never give enough weight
To tell you that when you’re gone the rain gets wetter
And the night stretches out before me just like the interstate

LIFE BLOWS
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

Life’s not as dangerous as it used to be
The charges of modernity
But what do I have but a much bigger plate
And an appetite that’s equal to sate

Life blows in a cold wind till we’re raw
A light will someday shine over us all

Dreams stand by while reality sits
And it tramples as hard as it hits
We’ve come so far but to I don’t know where
We’ve got nothing but heartache to spare

It goes on and on and on…

A little white castle surrounded by woods
Think Lancelot or Robin Hood
But there are no more Marians or Gueneveres or He-
ros to save them from catastrophe

Maybe the last words in storybooks say
That happiness just outweighs the pain

LOVE DEFINED
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

After all is said and done
Still the lonely one
You put up your dukes
But what’s the use

You always walk the line
It’ll make more sense in time
But what is it for
This tug-o-war

Here we have heaven enfolded in a fog of
“Awaiting a sign”
But even hell is cold without a tenderhearted love
Defined

Look through magazines
Oh, how Byzantine
You put on your show
But oh no!

Fierce desires and wants
But all your nonchalance
What does it do
For you?

…It’s hard enough for a love defined

After all is said and done
Still the lonely one
Try as you may
But it’s okay

MUTINY
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

I must’ve been wrong
I must’ve been blind
I must’ve been cold, I must’ve been bold
To justify lying
‘Cause I broke ranks
With honesty
With no parachute I’m well in cahoots
With my mutiny

Regrets come and go
They always haunt the ones who can’t be free
Here I am the villain in this tragedy

Way to go, you light your fires
And you ride out to sea
You’ve lost your port and you’re all alone
In the night with your mutiny

I must’ve been cruel
And numbed to the pain
I must’ve been hard, I must’ve been dark
And filled with disdain
You found me out
You heard my denial
You told me to leave ’cause I was a thief
I stole your smile

I must’ve been mean
I must’ve been a fool
I must’ve been lost to not weigh the cost
Of losing you

NO ONE (BREATHE)
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

No-let me go, I have no part left
Stop-I’m breaking, I have no heart left

On this road I’ve found it hard to breathe in and out

Don’t call on me ’cause I am no one, no one
I fall to my knees ’cause I am no one at all

On this road I’ve found it hard to breathe in and out
What I’d give to love, but one like me-I don’t know how

What it’s like to be loved…
To allow myself to feel love
You are love, but I must find home

Wake without me and you will fall back asleep
No-let me go, I have no heart left in me

ONE MORE TIME
© Copyright Angela Reed 2009

I’ve been following the way I see you’re never there
I’ve been falling hard here every time
I’ve been looking for the way to reach you everywhere
But I’ll keep writing my secrets in the sky

Level with me baby one more time
You’re the devil for me, I’ll lay me on the line
Shackle me, enslave me
Just level with me baby, one more time

I’ve been breaking down seeking your company
But you’ve been locked away somewhere inside
I’ve been running around hoping you’ll look for me
But you are lost and I’ve got no hope to find

Can’t you see, you must understand
That I’m your friend & that I don’t want to leave
I need you to know that I, I’m on the line
I’m begging please for us to be alright
Just one more time

It’s bigger in real life than in pictures
It just seems further away
But I know something and it’s
That I want something bigger to say

I like blackened storm clouds in the summer
I’d like to be just as discrete
But my rain is different
I’m not one to spoil the parade

It’s something wonderful
And alive
Something with a rise

I love what is graceful in the fury
Something worthy to hang in a frame
Like a bareback rider
Or a bull raging river to tame

It’s bigger in real life than in pictures

Could you pretend to be someone you’re not?
Could you pretend to be someone you forgot?
Long ago in a place where the snow is falling down?

Could you pretend to be someone you knew?
Could you pretend to be someone you were untrue?
That you wrote of her grace in a note you threw on the ground?

When she came home she found you out
Caught a glimpse, 2 silhouettes in a shower
But she wants to forgive you now
But you’re too scared you’ll hurt her how
You already did once
Think it’s too late to be loved now

Could you pretend to be some with intent
To go back and mend, for she could not simply pretend
To not know on your face that you’d go and leave her without

You ended the love you had
Blew a kiss, crawled into a taxi cab
You watched through a rear view mirror at
Her crying and screaming at
Your yellow getaway car
Through icy tire tracks

Could you pretend to be someone afar
Could you pretend to be someone? It’d be hard
To let go, to replace what you know as here and now
Because you hurt her so profoundly
But she never wanted to live without you
Now you’re alone, she’s alone ‘cause you’re too proud

Wait it out, wade on through
This flooding that’s been breached by you
Brush it down with a broom, under the rug
That’s all I can do

‘Cause I can’t tell where or how this story’s gonna end
Or why you spoke
‘Cause what the hell do you want now
My only way is to pretend that I’m not moved
And I’m not broke
I’m not moved ‘cause I’m the rogue

So I’ll build a damn & then I’ll deem it
This solid thing stronger than I could dream
And then cruel as I am I’ll make it seem
Like your falling rain won’t undermine the beams

Please tell me I’m crazy and make me believe
That I don’t care
Just sell me on lazy or lately you’re just
Leading me there, but you don’t really care
Just don’t tell me I’m the one that’s being bold
‘Cause I’ll just say I’m not much for you to hold
‘Cause I’m just a rogue

Well after this storm, ‘less I’m not scarred
I’ll burry all my remnants in the yard
Then in my fortress bound & barred
I’ll carry all I’ve got left to guard

So wait it out, wade on through
This flooding that’s been breached by you
I’ll survive & then you’ll go not knowing that I lied
And that I’m just a rogue

This is not making sense anymore
Because I feel different than before
You’re the one who said I’ve changed
But guess what? The fact remains

Fly my sweet bird
I’m finally saying the word
It’s about time you made up your mind
So I’ll make it for you this time
For the last time
‘Cause it’s about time

You run out on me
Free to be released from what you’ve been bound around
Run out on me
And you best be getting on to go
Run out on me
And you damn well smile like the day we laid it down
Run out on me
And you better not make like you don’t know

So your heart’s been avalanched under snow
And you’d die in this romance in the cold
‘Cause I’m the earth that moves the ground
And I just turn and make it all fall down crouch-sepia

Waiting at the door
Waiting for the right thing
What are you waiting for?
It’s just you you’re fighting

Isn’t it strange
The way we don’t fall
The way we don’t fall
The little steps that we take
Scared of it all
Scared of it all
Here we go again
And still we don’t fall
Still we don’t fall

Shaking in your pants
Shutting down and wailing
But give yourself the chance
To try before you’re bailing

The ice of waiting has frozen your life
Isolating you all of the time
But you know you’re okay, you just lie
Awake at night and cry

Frozen in your tracks
All in fear of failing
But you’re slipping through the cracks
Laying out and waiting

You put me to the test
You say hold on, hold tight
I’ve given it my best
I’ve tried alright

But I never thought I’d let you down this way
‘Cause I was going to be the one to stay

It’s too late, it’s too gone
You never wanted me while I was holding
And you say I’m wrong
But the only thing now is to walk away
‘Cause it’s too late

Futile and frail
I can’t revive our love
It’s stolen and pale despite
It’s dried up

I’m saying the things I thought I’d never say
And it’s that I’m ending the show
Now you’re down on your knees like there’s something to save
But I must let you go

I wait and I know you won’t miss your plane
I watch the clock for days

All alone, the only thought at all’s the one that’s
Hard to find
So it goes, you only need to speak & you calm this
Heart of mine
‘Cause you’re as sweet as wine
And I’ve just got to let you know

Thank you for making it so
Easy to sleep, easy to know I will
Wake in your arms
Then I can go
On from my dreams, living them so
In the way we are,
In the day just like under the stars

I’ll wake and I’ll hold you close till the break of dawn
I’ll miss your face when you’re gone

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