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Annalee
04:02
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Where are you Annalee, why have you gone?
Back to the place you started out from
Behind the windows with the curtains drawn
Won't you tell me Annalee, where have you gone?
Won't you tell me Annalee, where have you gone?
When the rain starts to fall like a round of applause
The shadows start entertaining the walls
I close my eyes and I see your face
When the rain starts to fall like a round of applause
When the rain starts to fall like a round of applause
In my mind there's a picture of a girl
Waving goodbye on her bicycle
And riding away, off into the world
So, I search for the cracks in these days I can't win
That's where the daylight is trying to get in
And it's a brief moment before the nighttime
When I search for the cracks in these days I can't win
When I search for the cracks in these days I can't win
I'm watching her pedal away
In her bare feet so fast and free
As all of the lights burn out on the street
Where are you Annalee, why have you gone?
Back to the place you started out from
Behind the windows with the curtains drawn
Won't you tell me Annalee, where have you gone?
Won't you tell me Annalee, where have you gone?
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2. |
Leaving Song
03:36
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Now my time is over
Now my time has come
I’m off to meet the maker
I will miss you very much
So come gather ‘round your withered bows
And gather ‘round your drums
Sing a song for an unwilling ghost
To leave your pretty arms
When I’m long gone don’t cry for me
Long gone don’t cry for me
Long gone don’t cry for me
Sing a little song for me
Raise your sorrows from this sullen wake
And bury all the gloom
Let’s be dogs against the borrowed sky
Howling at the moon
When I’m long gone don’t cry for me
Long gone don’t cry for me
Long gone don’t cry for me
Sing a little song for me
And then stumble on home
Through the barrio tonight
Sweet verses from your liquored lips
Float on up to the sky
Then I in my tuxedo
And in my homburg hat and in my bliss
Peacefully drifting by
I go nowhere without a gift
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3. |
Cold Lake Waters
04:00
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You came into their lives
Beneath the mid-October moon
Broke the water then the silence
Lifted from the room
As you took your first breath of life and let it go
They kept holding you tight like precious cargo
You fell into their arms
From a very far off place
A million miles away from
That military base
Where your father trained his soldiers for the war
You found a warm heart along those Cold Lake shores
And with that heart I was entrusted
Like a message it was passed
To this empty handed sailor
They had given up their secret treasure map
So, take good care of her
I let those words wander astray
Until they sank down to the bottom
Like a buried treasure lay
Now underneath those Cold Lake waters shines a glow
Once my love, now the keeper of this precious cargo
This precious cargo
Beneath those Cold Lake Waters
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4. |
Front Row Seat
03:02
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How many times have I seen this stage
From the back of a crowded room
So many words I never heard
All of the banter between the tunes
It was getting so hard, so hard to believe
There’d be any good seats anymore
Until you let me through to the front of the cue
I never sat up that close before
So I’m not giving up this front row seat
Because the sight lines are pretty sweet
When the front of house closes and the lights go dark
I’m calling shotgun on your heart
I’m calling shotgun on your heart
And it’s strange to sing this song
It came to me too easily
There must be something wrong
When I don’t seem to care for any other chair
That might come along
Long after the dress rehearsal
I sit in the old town hall
Don’t be surprised when you see me rise
As you’re walking out for the curtain call
I’m not giving up this front row seat
Because the sight lines are pretty sweet
When the front of house closes and the lights go dark
I'm not giving up this front row seat
Now my picture will be complete
When the front of house closes and the lights go dark
I’m calling shotgun on your heart
I’m calling shotgun on your heart
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5. |
Moonwalker
04:42
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I listen to the countdown
Slowly getting further
Slowly getting further away
I can feel the moment
Slowly getting closer
Slowly getting closer now
My work will not be done ‘til I return
The shadows to the sun
Moonwalker, leaving footprints in the grey dust
I contemplate the moment
I wonder if I might be cursed this night or blessed
And I imagine that she’s sleeping
Far away and softly breathing
As the light pours down from the curtains onto her skin
Then into sacred rivers fall
And from the minarets they call
Moonwalker, Moonwalker, Moonwalker
I’m not the same man, there on the ground
Fighting gravity was only bringing me down
So I think I’m gonna stay here
You can go on back without me
I’m gonna miss you, but I think it’s for the best
Until it’s time
For you to write upon my grave something inspired
You could lie and say that he was satisfied
I kind of wish I was
And so I’m signing off in space
Will they remember me this way?
Moonwalker, Moonwalker, Moonwalker
I’m not the same man, there on the ground
Fighting gravity was only bringing me down
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Tariq Vancouver, British Columbia
Tariq is a Juno nominated singer/songwriter & recording artist. He releases music as himself and w/ the critically acclaimed band, Brasstronaut.
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