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Lonesome Visitor
03:35
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I am sleeping tonight, but I wanted to fight
I have never in my life been so alone
And I wanted to classify all the needs to satisfy
Lord, I’m a lonesome visitor in my own home
I am weary, I have wept
So many nights I haven’t slept
I am aching for something thus far unknown
I am hungry, I am thirsty
Gotta show myself some mercy
Lord, I’m a lonesome visitor in my own home
It took me years to get me here
Was it bravery or was it fear?
Is it a blessing or a curse, the love to roam?
There could be treasures in the new
I’ve been a’looking for my next “you”
Lord, I’m a lonesome visitor in my own home
In my own home, in my own home
My own home, my own home
Lord, I’m a lonesome visitor in my own home
In my own home, in my own home
My own home, my own home
Lord, I’m a lonesome visitor in my own home
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Both Loves
03:21
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HOW TO KEEP BOTH LOVES IN MIND
I would wax your boots, my lady
If you'd kindly sew my shirt
'Cuz summer now has turned to autumn
And we both are feeling hurt
You can see my holes a'plenty
And I can see my stains on you
'Cuz I have been a'roaming with another
To whom am I supposed to stay true?
Dusty forests, windy rivers
Oceans have kept us apart
You are back but I have wandered
And I don't know what's in my heart
Coming home, I feel forsaken
My clothing's torn and I'm left alone
It ain't been long since I've been broken
And my wounds have only grown
Still, my dear, I see your beauty
I ain't forgotten how you can shine
Just give me time, and I will remember
How to keep both loves in mind
(Dusty forests...)
(I would wax...)
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I put on my glasses and I put on my shoes
And I brace myself for another day in line
I swim through the city and toss me about
I’m always racing, gotta be on time
That clock keeps a’ticking and I’ve already lost
I could be a romantic, but then everyone could
Mama told me I’d be something good and
Papa told me I should do what I want
Sister’s a’climbing and brother’s a’searching
We’re always finding, but we’re always lost
All of these faces and all of these voices are
Taking up all of the space in my mind
Oh my, oh my, oh my
When I think of you I know I’m thinking true
But I never thought that you could be a lie
And when I come I know I’ll feel I’ve paused my life
All these moments I have here will be lost
All of these faces and all of these voices are
Taking up all of the space in my mind
Oh my, oh my, oh my
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4. |
On the Right Track
04:08
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Why is it so hard to keep a friend around in this town?
Pull yourself together if you wanna make it on your own
Ask anyone about the situation
What they never tell you is you spend your life alone
It’s a headache to remember all the details
You wanna shut your eyes and sail into the moon
Oh, you’re a superman
Oh, I’m a senator
Oh, you’re a dictionary
Oh, I’m in love with you
It’s a pleasure to finally be on the right track
And I am all the things I ever want to be
I could imagine me surrendering my wisdom
I could imagine me allowing someone in
If my basics match the character you’ve chosen
If you stop drowning and let me teach you to swim
Oh, you’re a superman
Oh, I’m a senator
Oh, you’re a dictionary
Oh, I’m in love with you
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Magnet Friends
03:20
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You Can Open
04:32
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I know you’re searching everywhere
Searching for someone to repair
You keep your demons locked inside
And they only grow with time
Tell me where you’ve been
I think you can open
I see you struggling with all of your ghosts
But I cannot help if you stay closed
It ain’t so bad once you c’mon outside
The fire’s warm and the whisky’s fine
So why don’t you tell me where you’ve been
I think you can open
Don’t you see us, standing side by side?
I want to be back in your life
In your life, in your life
I want to be back in your life
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The Wind Responds
04:18
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You might hear me call through the night
But don’t you fear, we’ll be alright
We’ve been taught to hold too tight
And we’re unlearning—it’s a fight
Some would say we feel to hard
Sensitive, with too much heart
I flew across the sea and back again
I blinked my eyes and boys turned into men
But the debt ain’t swept away our lyrical pen
Someday we’ll reclaim—don’t ask me when
I’ll sing to you from anywhere
The wind responds to those who care
Bless our songs within your heart
Don’t let go and always feel too hard
Don’t let go and always feel
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8. |
Take Me Out of Myself
03:55
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You know I’ll be waiting here for you to
Come to me to share some time
All this week, I shared myself with work
And trams and trains, it makes me insane
I meet people every day
I’m looking for somewhere else
You might be the perfect place
Oh, won’t you help me learn
To take me outta myself
To take me outta myself
Working hard, scratching off
The old list of things to do
And all our friends have gone back home
And I don’t want to be on my own
(I meet people every day…)
Jealousy, a mind trap waiting for you
To slip and fall, it’ll drag you down
It’s you or them, come quickly or
I might ask for another’s company
(I meet people every day…)
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A Sensitive Person Prague, Czech Republic
A Sensitive Person is lead by Californian singer-songwriter Shani Chabansky.
Influenced by
traditional American music and freak folk, A Sensitive Person's lyrics are gender-neutral and weaves the queer narrative into old familiar music.
Haunting melodies wrap around the comfort of a drone. Rhythmically percussive and forward-moving.
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