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Leningrad
03:05
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I told him that my train had just come in from Leningrad
He corrected me an told me "it's St. Petersburg again"
Communism fell, just like Gabriel
And the salt washed off my skin
He never asked me nothing, so I guess that's all I told him
The truth's one secret I can keep
He never took me sailing but he did write me a poem
About the places his arms couldn't reach
I let him take me home
Let him call me love, even though he didn't love me
At least it's not so cold here
Where the wind blows from the sea
Then the springtime came, every day was getting warmer
Still he only spoke in rhyme
I only held him tightly when I started getting nervous
I was nervous all the time
I think his name was Michael, well, at least that's what he told me
And that's what I held him to
Never told him my name, I kept it like a secret
And he never learned the truth
I let him take me home
Let him call me lover, even though he never touched me
At least it's not so cold here
Where the wind blows from the sea
It's calling me
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Living in Moscow
03:03
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I've been living in Moscow
I've been living in this snowed-in house
I've been staring out upon the white of the world
I've been speaking with Gabriel
The man is a talker, but the stories he tells
They will burn in your soul, this much I know
I've been dreaming about the south of France
The wine, and the food, and the songs, and the dancing
And oh, the sea on my skin
Michael, he's writing a song for me
About how he's gonna have to set me free
And all the pain that he's in
I'm in it.
I'm in it.
So I'm gonna move back to Ohio
To the people that I love and the stories I know
Back to those Cincinnati street
I'm just hoping that you'll stick around
Even while I wander all around this town
Or when I hide beneath the sheets
Follow me.
Follow me.
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Across the Line
04:16
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This can't last for long, the dragging me along
Just make the deal or I'm gone, I'm gone
You play for profit, still haven't had your fill
So you say that they were wrong, all wrong
Every day I hoped and prayed you'd make your way to my way
I'm lost out in the round, in my wedding gown
Just like a song, but how long, how long
Must I wait for this? A comet or a kiss?
All the while they laugh and you smile
All this time I thought that I could lead you back across the line
I'm gonna try to get myself away from this mess
No, they would never have known if you had never confessed
I'll be the best, I'll be your debt
And I will be the girl you wish that you had never met
While you fight to bring your stories to life
Oh, I am gonna sleep so easy tonight
All this time I thought that I could lead you back across the line
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Faith (Loft Town Demo)
02:43
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When you came to my house today
I saw you pause at my door
Were you wondering how things could've been if you loved me anymore?
Were you thinking up some reasons for your leaving if things started sinking here?
But for you I will behave just like I used to do
So no more screaming fights
No more yours and mine
No more begging you for a little bit of your precious time
And I will drink to that
I will not object
If this is what you want then I will surely try my best
But the waves are beginning to crest
I took one look at your fuller face
You aren't the man I used to know
You were hard to find, I wasted so much time praying you were bound for home
I was waiting, I had faith in something greater, but things they fell away then
Like the leaves fall from the trees every year with no relief
So no more screaming fights
No more yours and mine
No more begging you for a little bit of your precious time
And I will drink to that
I will not object
If this is what you want then I will surely try my best
But the waves are beginning to crest
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Waiting by the front door ain't enough for me anymore
I know the cows aren't coming home
I don't mean to be complaining
But God knows I've been waiting for you
I'm still here but you'd rather roam
I've begun to pray without you
I've begun to pray without you
I've begun to pray without you in mind
You're not in my mind
I make all your favorite dishes
The turkey, gravy, biscuits
I know the recipes by heart
Used to think it'd bring me comfort
But all the while I still hurt
The memories are the hardest part
I've begun to pray without you
I've begun to pray without you
I've begun to pray without you in mind
You're not in my mind
All these years of regret and tears
They were a waste of my time
And the paper you signed, saying you were mine
It was a waste of a dotted line
It was a waste of a lie
I've begun to pray without you
I've begun to pray without you
I've begun to pray without you in mind
You're not in my mind
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'These people don't treat you as good as they should"
You told me as we laid in bed
But you don't feel connected, you're seldom affected
By the warmth of my hands
These sheets are a fortress, they're warm but they won't keep you in
As kind as you are, when you leave me a scar I will bear
Like a sin
But you've got highways in your eyes
I don't like it
Please, so that I know when you're thinking of me
Send me postcards wherever you go
A drifter in Cleveland, a pilgrim in Rome
If I know that you're here I will feel less alone
So send me postcards
Wherever you go
When I ask you questions I don't get the answers I want
How much will you miss me
Oh baby, when you kiss me
Does it feel like love?
At night while you're sleeping I pray that tomorrow won't come
That you'll come to your senses
That you won't feel so fenced-in
That you won't want to run
But you've got highways in your eyes
I don't like it
Please, so that I know when you're thinking of me
Send me postcards wherever you go
A drifter in Cleveland, a pilgrim in Rome
If I know that you're here I will feel less alone
So send me postcards
Wherever you go
You say these people don't treat me as good as they should.
These people don't treat me as good as they should
These people don't treat me as good as they should
But you won't either, you won't either, you won't either
When you're not here
But you've got highways in your eyes
I don't like it
Please, so that I know when you're thinking of me
Send me postcards wherever you go
A drifter in Cleveland, a pilgrim in Rome
If I know that you're here I will feel less alone
So send me postcards
Wherever you go
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7. |
Emily Harris Seattle, Washington
Emily Harris is not Emmylou Harris, much to her extreme disappointment.
Now based out of
Seattle, WA, she recorded Elephant Angelfish over the course of three f***ing years in Nashville, TN.
She's currently working on her follow-up, a collection of instrumental guitar tracks titled Self-Objectification With No Remorse.
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