1. |
Bring In The Others
04:31
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Lyrics by Alex Ford
New Year, new socks
Already got, already got holes
In my heels
Holes in my heels
Where’d you, where did you go
Yeah I want to know
I want to know
Don’t think I could ever let you go
So bring in the others,
And bring in their mothers
Searching for some true
Harmful hopeful disappointed youth
Taken, taken for granted
Carved from the granite stone
So alone
So alone right here at home
Talk to, talk to new people
Under the steeple
They take your hand
What they know you’ll never understand
So bring in the others,
And bring in their mothers
Searching for some true
Harmful hopeful disappointed youth
Wander, turn to the right and turn off your light
And waken, to your strange alarm
I still don’t see the harm
Careful, reckless
For come what may I’m happy to say I know
You won’t be long
No you won’t be long
So bring in the others,
And bring in their mothers
Searching for some true
Harmful hopeful disappointed youth
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Salty Air
05:06
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Lyrics by Jeremy Betterley
it's time to go back once again
to breathe the salty air
feel sun on my skin
let the car roll down the road
find out where it goes
hear the lobster boats
I'll be there in the morning
and you'll be right behind
dip a paddle in the water
feel that warm sunshine
though you feel so far away now
I won't forget how
it feels to be there
realign my furrowed brow
I'll be there in the morning
and you'll be right behind
dip a paddle in the water
feel that warm sunshine
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Cannonballs
02:47
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Lyrics by Jeremy Betterley
Why do the stars resemble animals?
No one ever knows, no one ever knows
Why don't we all just live like cannibals?
No one ever knows, no one ever knows
Why don't we all just live like cannonballs?
Crash Into the walls, crash into the walls
Leave nothing behind us but a smoky pall
Crash into the walls, crash into the walls
Let's walk our dogs to the peninsula
In Siberia, In Siberia
I think I'd like to get to know ya
In Siberia, In Siberia
Let's walk our dogs to the peninsula
In Siberia, In Siberia
It's hard to tell what's a peninsula
In Siberia, In Siberia
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Date Me Again
03:13
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Lyrics by Alex Ford
Wait for your phone call
Listen for sounds outside my window
Oh, nothing ever works out
So call your bookie now
Call me when you’re drunk
I’ll put paste onto your toothbrush
Oh, love me like your books
Oh, give me a second, third, or fourth look
Date me again, So I can be miserable
Date me again, I want to be miserable
Lonely already
At least I have a reason
Oh, make me wait til five
No, you won’t be home tonight
One night we’ll be drunk
I can lay there you’ll just hold me
Oh, love me like your books
Oh, give me a second, third or fourth look
Date me again, so I can be miserable
Date me again, I want to be miserable
Date me, date me, oh oh, date me again
Date me again, so I can be miserable
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Trout Pond
04:10
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Lyrics by Taya Win
You voice is the first thing I hear through the drear of the morning I was to be leaving
Amid recollections of solemn processions I dwell on our next chance meeting
And the warm rain was pouring as if it was mourning the day of our parting
As I walked away unperturbed by the rain while my mind played the ghost of a love song
Out the window you gazed through the blue and grey haze over fields where we know we just belong
And I swear in the air I can hear the faint whisper of words I wished I could say
So I sing to the empty seat you’d watch from if you were here today
And I close my eyes cuz the lids insides can remember the shape of your face
But when we unclasped our hands and went on to separate lands there was only so far we could stray
If the universe is so big and the world is so small then we’re not that far apart anyway
Not the far apart anyway
And as we walked together
Up the hill Fall hadn't yet claimed
We made our way up to the lake
As blue as the perfect day
We stood a moment on the shore
And then at the same time
We ran and jumped and swam toward
A little rocky isle
And on that rocky isle we sat
For how long I don't know
Pretending that we were stranded there
But we really didn't want to go
And though we swam back over
Walked back down and said goodbye
There's a piece of us together
Stranded on that rocky isle
So I sing to the empty seat you’d watch from if you were here today
And I close my eyes cuz the lids insides can remember the shape of your face
But when we unclasped our hands and went on to separate lands there was only so far we could stray
If the universe is so big and the world is so small then we’re not that far apart anyway
Not the far apart anyway
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6. |
I Want You
02:54
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Lyrics by Alex Ford
Stiletto heels and fire wood
Ended up here like I knew we would
I want you so bad
I need you, what we had
Mosquito bites all down your back
Photographs, a full wine rack
I want you so bad
I need you
Growing plants out on my roof
Leaves fall down, it's the proof
I want you so bad
I need you, what we had
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7. |
Skyline
03:54
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Lyrics by Jeremy Betterley
I was looking out across this town
Where the skyline met my eye as I looked down
and saw the carpet of cracked pavement
Does anyone have the time?
Does anyone have the time?
Does anyone have the time?
I was looking out across this field
Where kids kicked soccer balls wearing cleats with worn out heels
And I saw that neat lawn stretched so wide
Does anyone have the time?
Does anyone have the time?
Does anyone have the time?
And where did it go?
Another day slips away from our reach
And I'm not sure where they float off to
Maybe they pass the asteroids and join the stars
Or stay somewhere in our hearts
I was walking alone down by the shore
Where the seagulls called like harpies and the boats bobbed on the surf
And I sat a while and watched the tide
Does anyone have the time?
Does anyone have the time?
Does anyone have the time?
And where did it go?
Another day slips away from our reach
And I'm not sure where they float off to
Maybe they pass the asteroids and join the stars
Or stay somewhere in our hearts
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9. |
The Toaster Song
05:13
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Lyrics by Taya Win
The Toaster Song
There was a toaster in the kitchen
Who always followed all the rules
He said to no to drugs and petty thugs
And stayed in Toaster school
Every morning he'd be waiting
For the misses and the men
They would come on down in their dressing gowns
And breakfast would begin
There were marmalades and syrups
There were breads and buttered rolls
He would toast them all
He was ten feet tall
The ruler of the fold
But then one dreary weekend morning
The people left him all alone
they went away when they came back that day
They brought a new microwave oven home
the microwave said to the toaster
Hey man you think you're pretty cool
But I can cook all this food if I'm in the mood
Go back to toaster to school
The toaster oven answered
Who do you think you are?
I will toast this place right up in your face
You've gone a step too far
There was panic in the kitchen
A cloud of fear among the fruits
the starches were inconsolable
They were shaken to their roots
And so there was to be a contest
To see which appliance was best
The toaster understood his enemy was good
But he was up to the test
The microwave said to the toaster
I'll one-up your toast
For I was chosen to heat that which is frozen
The new appliance did boast
But the toaster oven answered
With pride in his voice
Try to wrap your head around heating bread
You're just gonna make it moist
And os it was decided
that who the people cooked with next
would be crowned the lord of the kitchen horde
and the loser would be second best
But they forgot about another
All caught up in their self-loving
The people didn't want toast or defrosted roast
and they used the conventional oven
The wise old conventional oven
Soft-spoken and seldom used
Baked a cake so sweet for the people to eat
and said my friends you are confused
We appliances in the kitchen
Both electrical and gas
We all have our way of making someone's day
Now show a little class
So the toaster said to the new guy
Hey man welcome to the crew
I'll make it golden brown but for the quickest in town
I'll send them straight to you
And so from that day forward the kitchen lived in harmony
Everyone threw down to make the best food in town
And the people lived happily
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10. |
Itches You Can't Scratch
04:56
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Lyrics by Jeremy Betterley
I have a habit of finding
Itches I can't scratch
But you always seem to know
Where on my back
Needs attention but lately I have been sensing
You my dear need to go
And find what it is that you have been missing
You won't be gone too long I hope
And I have a habit of minding
Things that I can't change
The future's so distant, you tell me I know
And I can't rearrange
My life in the present for every second that
I could be throwing away
But darling I fear that if I let you go
I'll still feel this way
But itches you can't scratch never seem to go away
They find me at night while my mind wanders
And keep me awake
And sleep is hard to find when losing love is on your mind
But it's always on my mind
And I have a penchant for trying
To keep my eyes away
From the problems I see when I walk by them
Almost every day
and I try to remember the world looks much better
when you practice selective attention
But I've always found that it seldom works to ignore my initial perceptions
And itches you can't scratch never seem to go away
They find me at night while my mind wanders
And keep me awake
And sleep is hard to find when this hard life is on your mind
But it's always on my mind
But please don't go
Please don't go
Please don't go
Please don't go
Or I'll be like a broken string
Or a songbird without a tree
And my guitar won't ring
If you don't come back to me
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Oh What A Day
03:55
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Lyrics by Alex Ford
Fall reached its peak a week ago
The North winds caught a cough
Cried all night my window crack
I couldn't shut him up
Maybe just maybe I'm crazy
Maybe saying it makes it so
Wandering around and I don't know where we are
My lips are chapped they're bleeding
Still I bike on through the night
Angel halo headlights
Burning fierce and bright
So let's make believe that we're sailing
Across a green salty expanse
There's nothing to drink and I don't know where we are
Oh what a day
for a one-way ticket Bombay
Oh what a day to commiserate
Lonely nights, lying in the same bed both of our tongues tied
I won't steal your blanket tonight
Dear girl I might start walking
Leave this town behind
You'll not get hide nor hair of me
I'll be that hard to find
Maybe just maybe we're crazy
Maybe we're just two of a kind
I'll butter your toast and you'll get there on time
I'll butter your toast and you'll get there on time
Oh what a day
for a one-way ticket to Bombay
Oh what a day to commiserate
Lonely nights, lying in the same bed both of our tongues tied
I won't steal your blanket tonight
Oh what a day
for a one-way ticket to Bombay
Oh what a day to commiserate
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12. |
Tonight In My Dreams
03:30
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Lyrics by Alex Ford
Well a rubber band and a paper plate
were waddling down the road,
Said the rubber band to the paper plate,
honey there’s something that you should know
Cause by the time we reach the turnstile
it’ll be time for me to go
But I love you, I love you
Someday baby we’ll be happy,
It’s closer now than it seems
Someday we might be happy
But I’ll see you tonight in my dreams
Said the paper plate to the rubber band
likewise there’s something that you should know
Cause lately I’ve tried to hide something
but I’m afraid it’s starting to show
I love the things you do and your colors
I love the clove cigarettes and your rubber
But I love you, I love you only you
Someday baby we’ll be happy,
It’s closer now than it seems
Someday we might be happy
But I’ll see you tonight in my dreams
Well honey I think you’ve convinced me
And it’s better behind than ahead
And darling tonight when you’re wrapped up tight
I’ll put sweet somethings into your head
But I love you, I love you only you
Starting today we can be happy,
It’s closer now than it seems
Starting today we can be happy
But I’ll see you tonight in my dreams
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13. |
Pokey And The Prophecy
03:18
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Lyrics by Alex Ford
Bending the rules like Gumby used to
With Pokey behind him
Wondering what to do
Your grandfather's itch
He'd move and I'd twitch
Sullen old eyebrows
Never no never did smile
I remember the time you told me
That somebody someday would break my heart
Well it happened today
And I'm happy to say
That it hurts less every time
I want to be lonely, and I want to be fine
Bail out the boat
Tell me I'lll write a not
A wide briny graveyard
Empty fathoms of smiles
So come out of the night and come into my life
And we'll walk hand in hand toward the morning
Leave your cares at the door like you did once before
And I'll take all your troubles away
I'll take a look back
The miles of track
The track that did leave me
Away from your arms
The future's unclear
So I'll sit by the pier
and hum while I'm waiting
For Old Lady time
I remember the time you told me
That somebody someday would break my heart
Well it happened today
And I'm happy to say
That it hurts less every time
I want to be lonely, and I want to be fine
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14. |
Six Mile Creek Song
03:59
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15. |
Old Blue Heron
04:51
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Lyrics by Taya Win
Hand in hand we watched thee fire
as its flames danced towards the sky
Wondering if we'd ever meet again
All those years ago it seems
we looked at the night and screamed
You cannot end and apprehend this thing we had
So one day in late summertime
I appeared among the red pines
Acting like I'd been there all along
What I saw was such devotion
To bring anyone to emotion
With those precious days that slip away
No matter how we try
I hear the stories and the sing alongs
The echoes of the ringing gong
I see the shooting stars who picked up guitars
and grew up before my eyes
somewhere out there on the water
the old blue heron smiles and nods
So one more circle game and one last refrain
Of sammy's bar is song
It was finding the old hidden roads
to the hilltops I had longed to know
It was finally capturing the flag
Staring down the jabberwocky
As it stares at Interlocken hands
And friends it cannot hope to rend apart
As the years go by I realize
It was the PurpleLilacs all this time
The hobbit homes and granite stones
and thoughts among the pines
I still carry these things with my
I walk along in decent company
But I know deep down inside I havent been inside
So it's time for bollywogger to sip coffee with his logger friend
It's time to kiss the elephant stone
It's time to face the world and make them see
This love wil not go quietly
It's finally time for me to come home
Hey the last boats are leaving
Haul away the daighso
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16. |
Whiskey Afternoons
04:40
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Lyrics by Taya Win
She knows where to find me
I was clear where to look
In the tempting perfumes
of the whiskey afternoon
Dipped in moss-covered brooks
In the woods of New England
In the crack of a stone
Where a young maple tree is just trying to be
even if it means being alone
But she looks in the evenings
Dressed in khaki and grey
And in vain we both gaze through the chains
That we've only ourselves to blame for
We will meet in the morning
I told her midday
In the notes of a song someone wrote
To a tune that has never been played
I will be with the snowflakes
That fell yesterday
As we proudly regale our unusual tales
Before we are all melted away
Where we roll down the hillside
To a river below
And it welcomes us home like we're one of it's own
And we don't need to know where it goes
But she looks in the fables
And the movies and stores
That take pains to portray the details of today
That we may or may not choose to ignore
I will be in the fabric
of an old favorite t-shirt
In the clink of a glass raised to present and past
and a future that no longer hurt
She knows where to find me
I was clear where to look
In the tempting perfumes of the whiskey afternoons
Dipped in moss-covered brooks
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The Mockingbeards Ithaca, New York
The Mockingbeards are a folk-rock quintet from Ithaca, New York featuring guitars, mandolin, violin, and vocal harmony.
Their influences include Michael Hurley, The Decemberists, Pavement, and Pete Seeger.
The Mockingbeards are:
Taya Win--guitar, vocals
Alex Ford--guitar, vocals
Jeremy Betterley--mandolin, vocals
Megan Silverstein--violin, bass
Paul Vidovich--drums
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