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Full Moon Feelings
00:54
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Driving myself home because I'm old enough to drive a car.
Might be a little stoned, doesn't matter to me, I'm not going far.
It's the light of the moon, and as usual I can't think straight.
And I'm not picturing you, but as usual, that's up for debate.
Full Moon you're gonna get me gonna get me catching feelings for this town -!
Full Moon you're gonna get me gonna get me gonna drag me up to bring me down.
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2. |
Lonely Motel Breakfast
03:02
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It gets so lonely on the road,
And I admit I was missing home,
Then I saw her face.
Her smile enchanting the whole time,
But could it be it was just a night?
And I never got her name.
She looks so perfect where she sits,
And I admit that I'm transfixed,
In this lonely motel breakfast....
I was bound for California.
(ba ba baaa, ba ba baaa, ba ba baaa.)
Her blue eyes it me like a wave,
And I fell back into her gaze,
Like the moon fell to earth.
Now I can't help it I've turned BLUE,
And all I think about is you,
And I'm blue again....
I was bound for California.
(ba ba baaa, ba ba baaa, ba ba baaa.)
Rewrote your song to fir more to me,
Cuz foolishly I still believed,
That it wouldn't be so wrong.
You're just my friend and I guess that's fine..
I don't need to spend the night,
And you've told me before.
But give me a chance and I think you'll see
I can do things you wouldn't believe
But that you might like to know.
Your blue eyes hit me like a wave
And I fell back into you gaze
But you don't feel the same....
Guess I'm off to California.
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3. |
Big Yellow (Coyote Moon)
03:02
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Big Yellow Coyote Moon
It's a golden hue dripping out of you
On a Sunday -
Night walking back home I don't think about you
I hear them barking in the light of the moon
I can hear your voice -
But it's late and I've been out of tune
Must be dreaming in the yellow moon
I must be drifting off to sleep -
(But it's late and I've been out of tune)
In the dark I always think about you
I can hear them cry -
The coyote pack's been hunting me tonight
Getting closer till they're right outside
What do they want with me?
Keep me up to date I'm out of tune
Keep in the loop I'll get back to you
In the golden light
In the big bright moon
Called to the Moon and he came to me
He said, "Watch out for the coyotes."
I said, "Where were you two nights ago?"
He said, "Sorry about that, I've been out of tune.
You've got the whole Earth, but I am just a Moon.
And late at night...
The coyote pack's been hunting me at night.
Getting closer till they're right outside
What do they want with me?"
Keep me up to date I'm out of tune
Keep in the loop I'll get back to you
In the golden light
In the big bright moon.
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I've been walking down the streets in my head
Trying to figure out the way back to my bed I missed you, if I could I'd see you
Oh these streets don't look the same without you!
I've been all over town trying to find the likeness of your face
I've been back to our spots but they're not in their usual place,
I lost something that night I kissed you,
I lost something that night.
Blood red blue moon bleeding black on the walls,
Makeshift heart ache, I'll be there when you call
I can't believe that I won't see you
I can't believe that I won't see you
The last time we spoke on the phone you seemed sad,
It pains me to see you this way
The last time I sat on the beach we were both sad
I'd give anything to get you there today
I've been up too late I've been starting to fall
I've been make or break, I've been missing your calls
I hope it wasn't too important
I just can't keep thinking of it
Tangled up in red when I dreamed of the moon
Tangled up in bed, I hope I see you soon
It's like that like we never parted
It's like you got me when you want it
Come back, come back, come back
Cuz I'd do it again
Come back, come back, come back
Cuz I'd do it again
I can't believe that I won't see you
I can't believe that I won't see you
Come back, come back, come back
Cuz I'd do it again
Come back, come back, come back
Cuz I'd still be your friend.
I can't believe that I won't see you
I can't believe that I won't see you
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5. |
The Lonely Harp
02:07
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The full moon rises bright white against the Van Gogh blue sky
As I walk home I've got you on my mind
The lonely harp player plucks out a sad tune
And I want to stay and listen
But it's getting late and I must be getting home.
Oh life feels like this sometimes, like I'm reluctant to slow my pace, like I can't help it I just can't wait.
Oh life feels like this sometimes, like we want to stay and listen to the harp, but we must be getting home
The soft light of the moon,
colors my steps, all the way home
And faintly, a lingering tune, driving my thought, driving me on....
Oh the lonely harp,
On this Friday night,
The lonely harp, I've gotta
Make it home.
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6. |
Thinking About You
03:54
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When I get majorly stoned, I can't take my eyes off of you.
Will you be taking me home? It's a long long night, and I want you too.
See I've been waiting for something this. good. for a while-!
You got me good, you got me up on my feet, you got me thinking about you. Thinking about you.
I am dumbfounded dizzy when you turn my way,
I am struck by your eyes, I got nothing to say
Cuz there's something about you,
Cuz I've been thinking about, thinking about you.
Oh why can't we understand?
Oh why can't we understand?
I'm trying but, I keep coming back to the end,
To the end to the end.
I would see you if I could but I've been up all night,
I've been dreaming speaking to myself but something aint right.
Was it something I did?
It must be something I said.
If you could keep me up to speed at least,
I can't stand it when we don't talk for a week.
Cuz there's something about you,
Cuz I've been thinking about, thinking about you.
Oh why can't we understand?
Oh why can't we understand?
I'm trying but, I keep coming back to the end,
To the end to the end.
I like how you look at me.
I like how you speak to me.
And I wish that,
I wish that we could be happily perfectly...
When I get majorly stoned, I can't take my eyes off of you.
Will you be taking me home? It's a long long night, and I want you too.
See I've been waiting for something this. good. for a while!
You got me good, you got me up on my feet, you got me thinking about you. Thinking about you.
When I get majorly stoned, I can't take my eyes off of you.
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The dulled strings of my guitar sing a a soft lullaby of sadness.
He asked me the reason why but I was caught up thinking about you.
You asked me to drive to you, I'm gonna drive to you,
I'm gonna drive to you.
For a late night reunion in the back seat of my car.
And yeah I just had sex tonight, it was okay,
It was just okay.
Really wishing that you were here.
For our late night highs,
Our late night lows,
When we were talking about, just talking about,
I got a lot to think about.
The Moon she shines bright tonight,
like she looking at me, she knows what I want.
And everything just sings tonight,
Like it's talking to me, like we're sharing a thought.
And yeah I sex again last night,
But it was alright, this time was fine.
Still wishing that you were here.
For our late night highs,
Our late night lows,
When we were talking about, just talking about,
I got a lot to think about.
It's a late night song, for a late night miss you.
Had a lot to think about, finally I kissed you
When we were getting high,
When we were getting high.
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8. |
Beautiful Blonde Boy
02:53
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Beautiful blonde boy sings low low low on his guitar as
I sit in his bed.
Lowest of lows,
My blonde boy sings
Low like my heart lid and sky
Sweet low low
I sing I sing
To sweet moans left with a sigh.
Beautiful boy oh Beautiful body I
Just want to know
Will you get low low low?
It's something about your frame
It's the way you move your hips
I'm caught in your stare,
I really need to get a grip
On this feeling...
Coming over again tonight
It's a late walk down the moonlit side
I got you running through my mind
I can't seem to make it out this time
It's been such a busy week
And I can hardly sleep
But sitting on your bed you make room for me
Beautiful boy oh Beautiful body I
Just want to know
Will you get low low low?
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9. |
"New Orleans" Cover 2020
02:09
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On a long train I am coming
for to see you in New Orleans
If you meet me at the depot
I will be there - close to midnight.
And I beg you
Bring your heart there
I am scared of losing our share of love.
When I had you in the old days,
when we lived on Jackson Square
We would walk down for some coffee
be the lovers - holding hands there
Now I wonder,
do you love me?
Will you meet my train tonight?
Out the window -
Our apartment -
coming closer to the end.
Now Iʼm losing -
now Iʼm ready -
to start winning again.
On a long train I am coming
for to see you back in New Orleans
If you meet me at the deopt
I will be there - close to midnight.
And I beg you
Bring your heart there
I am scared of losing our share of love.
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10. |
A Goodbye
02:06
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He looks for spiders in the spaces in between.
He sees the world through a darkened lens.
Oh god you know I love the way he looks at me, but,
I swear he'll never look again.
A fiery sunset rains desire from the clouds.
The Moon above has a broken eye.
I know I need to say this feeling out loud, but,
It sounds to me like a goodbye.
Now I've been watching waiting I'm still at the start
Will you give me what I want?
If I could only know just what's in your heart,
Maybe we could get something done.
Coming home my dear but it's been way too long.
Oh how I've missed your face.
Coming home and I have written you this song
So we'll last just another day.
Now I've been watching waiting I'm still at the start
Keep me in your thoughts at least
If I could only know just what's in your heart,
Maybe then I'll find some peace.
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Sadie Macdonald Santa Fe, New Mexico
Sadie Macdonald is an artist, from Baltimore MD, currently living in Santa Fe. She loves to sing and to read, and she loves the moon.
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