1. |
Paper Boats
03:07
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Days roll on and dreams are hard
Hearts are charred
And the green is always
Just beyond the fence
It don’t make sense
Cant recall the better days
Lost in the haze
Everything is just
Beyond a grasp
Nothing lasts
When I can’t make the pieces fit
And there’s nothing to do but sit
May as well make the best of it
I’m heading down to the water
With a stack of paper
Sit on the bank in my overcoat
And make paper boats
See what floats
It’s quiet here except the breeze
That moves the trees
There's a gentleness
It’s easier, I find,
To leave things behind
Smooth the corners down
Turn the edges round
Then set it sailing
On the current’s flow
And let it go
When I can’t make the pieces fit
And there’s nothing to do but sit
May as well make the best of it
I’m heading down to the water
With a stack of paper
Sit on the bank in my overcoat
And make paper boats
See what floats
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2. |
Snow Pants
02:56
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We all have things we grab ahold of
That pair of jeans That fits like a glove
Or that favorite t shirt stretched out at the neck
For me, it’s my noisy snow pants
When Autumn comes, I do a little dance
Cuz it’s snow pants season, and I don’t give heck
I put them on for Football season
And I haven’t found a reason
To take them off until the first of May
They go quite well with any footwear
From snow boots to socks or even bare
And fit right in any time of day
Snow pants snow pants
Swishy when I walk
If you’re shivering
You got no room to talk
Snow pants snow pants
Nylon navy blue
I don’t know how I’d live
Without you
They’re navy blue, with suspenders
And my jammie pants fit right under
And a sweatshirt hides the high zippered waist
Wooh wee, I stay so cozy warm
And I aint doin anybody harm
Although I get comments on my fashion taste
But that’s okay, you keep on giggling
While your shiverin and you’re wigglin
A slave to fashion in your thin cotton jeans
And when the temperature starts to plummet
Lets see how you feel about it
I’ll avoid the cold by any means
Snow pants snow pants
Swishy when I walk
If you’re shivering
You got no room to talk
Snow pants snow pants
Nylon navy blue
I don’t know how I’d live
Without you
And when they’re needin washing
I aint no drama llama
I go and grab
My fleece Stormtrooper Pajamas……
Snow pants snow pants
Swishy when I walk
If you’re shivering
You got no room to talk
Snow pants snow pants
Nylon navy blue
I don’t know how I’d live
Without you
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3. |
Ireland
03:06
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I’ve never been to Ireland
But I’d surely love to go
I’d walk around the pastures grand
Holding hands with my beau
Steep cliffs and raging sea
Mist and fog, the celtic air
And in the quiet on a hill
I know I’d find peace there
The mountains tall, the castle keeps
The rolling hills of heather
The herders calling in their sheep
All dressed in linen and leather
I do not fear the Leprechaun
Nor the banshee or fairy
Whatever nature the land may spawn
The gorse, the Blackthorn, and the berry
Steep cliffs and raging sea
Mist and fog, the celtic air
And in the quiet on a hill
I know I’d find peace there
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4. |
Inside Outside Blues
04:31
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Got me a big old cat
He lays around most of the time
I don’t have problem with that
Most the time it’s just fine
The he gets the urge to wander
He feels he has to roam
Things are just too stuffy
For him around home
He says Meow I wanna go outside
Please open the door
So I open the door and he goes outside
He says Meow I wanna come inside
Please open the door
So I open the door and he comes inside
Now me and cat
We’ve played this game
Every hour of every day
And really it’s not bother
I wouldn’t want it any other way
Nothing else I’m doin
Cept wait around for him to say
He needs me and I need him
And he knows where he stays
He says Meow I wanna go outside
Please open the door
So I open the door and he goes outside
He says Meow I wanna come inside
Please open the door
So I open the door and he comes inside
I don’t worry about him
He doesn’t wander far
And he knows where he can go
Where all the lines are
And if he stays out too late
He’ll be sleeping neath a car
And neither one of us wants that
So he’s home before the stars
He says Meow I wanna go outside
Please open the door
So I open the door and he goes outside
He says Meow I wanna come inside
Please open the door
So I open the door and he comes inside
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5. |
Who Am I?
06:16
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Give me a minute
To find my words
It’s been a while
Then let me ramble on
About the weather
As is my style
Shall I tell you who I see in the mirror
That I do don’t recognize
Shall I stay quiet
And say it all with my eyes
Who am I
Am I the rain that falls
Or the wind that blows
Who Am I
I stopped paying attention
Long ago
Who Am I
If you figure it out
Then say so
Who Am I
I don’t know
This isn’t
The easiest thing
I’ve had to do
Deep reflection
about myself
To share with you
Do I share all my failings and misgivings
I’ve tried to hide
And the lies that I tell myself to get through
Or keep it inside
Who am I
Am I the rain that falls
Or the wind that blows
Who Am I
I stopped paying attention
Long ago
Who Am I
If you figure it out
Then say so
Who Am I
I don’t know
So I know I haven’t
Told you much
It’s all I got
That’s what you get
For putting me
On the spot
Do my wandering thoughts make you feel better now
Because I don’t
Please don’t ask me to
Elaborate
Because I won’t
Who am I
Am I the rain that falls
Or the wind that blows
Who Am I
I stopped paying attention
Long ago
Who Am I
If you figure it out
Then say so
Who Am I
I don’t know
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6. |
Today Is Mine
04:16
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7. |
Whisper My Name
02:13
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Whisper my name
Like it’s a force of nature
You can’t contain
Like it’s an incantation to unlock
the greatest mysteries of life
Whisper my name
Like your screaming for your life
In the storm
Whisper my name
With the reverence you have
When you talk to god
Whisper my name
Like you’ll never be the same.
Whisper my name
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8. |
Red Like Phoenix Fire
04:32
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All it took was one loud voice
To terrify me
At the mercy of everything
But a benevolent deity
The only man I ever loved
Left when I was three
And I’m feeling small
Barely there at all
I wanna be Red like ninety nine balloons
Red like lasers on the moon
Red like phoenix fire rising high
I wanna feel Red like roses in full bloom
Red like wedding punch in june
Warning - too hot to touch
warning - I am way too much
Red like Phoenix fire rising high
Who decides, who makes the choice
To let it be
The thief who steals from others
Or the victims like me
Is there any justice
Will blind eyes ever see
I’m feeling small
Barely there at all
I wanna feel Red like ninety nine balloons
Red like lasers on the moon
Red like phoenix fire rising high
I wanna feel Red like roses in full bloom
Red like wedding punch in june
Warning - too hot to touch
warning - I am way too much
Red like Pheonix fire rising high
Oh I wanna shake the blues that have me down
Make some green and get myself outta this town
Yellows all for yesterday
Tired of seeing in black and gray
I wanna feel red like ninety nine balloons
Red like lasers on the moon
Red like phoenix fire rising high
I wanna feel red like roses in full bloom
Red like Wedding punch in june
Warning too hot to touch
Warning I’m way too much
Red like phoenix fire rising high
Red like phoenix fire rising high
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9. |
Penny Memories
04:35
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PENNY MEMORIES
JAY PARKER AND PEARL MANHATTAN
v.1
C C/B C/A C/G
Flat faces, confined in dark places
F F G G
No light left in their eyes
Am Am Dm Dm
-------That spark was frozen long ago
F Dm
Committed to paper
F G
in days gone by
C C/B C/A C/G
From old guitars and fondue pots
F F G G
----To the Carrizozo camping lot
Am Am Dm Dm
Old motels and dusty rest stops
F Dm
I've been tilting at windmills
F G
Like it or not
Chorus
C Am
I’ve got boxes and binders
F C
Full of these things
Dm F
Of old friends, good times,
F G
And diamond rings,
C Am F C
of old cars and bonfires late in the night…
F G C
My mind and these pictures don’t match up right
I have to get to the point, but you see
It’s like this bad road throughout my years
With yelling and screaming
Snide remarks about dreaming
And spilled milk, salted heavily with tears
And I’ve been told I didn’t see what happened
And what happened that I didn’t see
I don’t know what is real anymore
Or who I was born to be
Chorus
I’ve got boxes and binders
Full of these things
Of old friends, good times,
And diamond rings,
of old cars and bonfires late in the night…
My mind and these pictures don’t match up right
v.5
So I sit here selling my memories
in the sun, snow and Rain
I hope they bring better smiles to you
But to me
they only bring pain
I’ve got boxes and binders
Full of these things
Of old friends, good times,
And diamond rings,
of old cars and bonfires late in the night…
My mind and these pictures don’t match up right
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10. |
I'm On Fire
02:15
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Deep down inside
Got a feeling I can’t explain
Watching the clouds melt away
Sun’s dryin up the rain
Not feeling any sadness
Not feeling any pain
From the ashes came the spark
I’m rising up
And I’m on Fire……
And i’m on fire
Fan the flames
Take me higher than I ever been
Red flame blue and I'm just for you
And I’ll never be the same
Not feeling any sadness
Not feeling any pain
From the ashes came the spark
I’m rising up
And I’m on Fire….
I’m on Fire….
Watch me burn
Watch and learn
Watch me turn
The fire back on you
Oh I’m on fire
Oh I’m on fire
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11. |
A Letter to my Ego
04:18
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Feels like I’m on standby
Blocked messages won’t send
Maybe I’m scared of knowing
That no one listens in the end
Maybe I’ve run out of words
and clever things to say
Solitude and self discovery
Waiting for the day
No where, no how, no way no time
Cant seem to make the words rhyme
Don’t feel like anything is mine
It’s so quiet
Can you hear me screaming through the silence
Can you feel me tremble from the pain
Can you hear me screaming through the silence
Can you hear me calling out your name
They say set your lover free
They say seek and you’ll find
Can’t bring it with me
Can’t leave it behind
I hear the train is leaving
As I’m running for the door
Another missed connection
Whats the running for
No where, no how, no way no time
Cant seem to make the words rhyme
Don’t feel like anything is mine
It’s so quiet
Can you hear me screaming through the silence
Can you feel me tremble from the pain
Can you hear me screaming through the silence
Can you hear me calling out your name
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13. |
Four Walls (Professor X)
03:49
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Empty, creased, cornered and bare
A bed, a carpet, a table and chair
A bible, a toilet in need of repair
And a poor lonely soul who isn’t quite there
His memories are bundled in box 39
The world has moved on and left him behind
His sentence is lifetime, his prison -his mind
His penance is listening to voices maligned
Table for one, napkin in place
Manners well practiced, he softly says grace
The red pill with breakfast, at lunch, it’s the blue
At supper the green one with a pink one or two
At bedtime there’s a cupful of dosages due
Then stare at the ceiling till night time is through
He’s never lonely, but always alone
Dried out and empty, skin stretched over bone
He mumbles his litany of chances blown
The king of fools abdicating his throne
He’s no plans for leaving, but he’s checked out
He can’t make sense of what life about
Where there was hope is nothing but doubt
And now the sunshine only brings drought
Table for one, napkin in place
Manners well practiced, he softly says grace
The red pill with breakfast, at lunch, it’s the blue
At supper the green one with a pink one or two
At bedtime there’s a cupful of dosages due
Then stare at the ceiling till night time is through
He imagines there’s a door
But he wouldn’t know what for
After all, there is no more
And it has beat him to the core
The red pill with breakfast, at lunch, it’s the blue
At supper the green one with a pink one or two
At bedtime there’s a cupful of dosages due
Then stare at the ceiling till night time is through
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14. |
Better Late Than Never
02:50
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I’m a late bloomer
In my sense of humor
it ‘ll take me a couple days to
Get a joke
Not quite a boomer
Speculation and rumor
Smack dab in the middle
Of genX
But I’m woke
Better late than never
To get my shit together
I took my own sweet time
To make up my own mind
Any storm, I can weather
Forget the sooner the better
Im not always clever
But I’m better late than never
I’m a deep thinker
Occasional drinker
Times in the past I
Took a smoke
Danced on the table
Whenever I was able
Made up lips,
and dirty words
Every time I spoke
Better late than never
To get my shit together
I took my own sweet time
To make up my own mind
Any storm, I can weather
Forget the sooner the better
Im not always clever
But I’m better late than never
Looking back over half a century
In the grand scheme its not hard to see
From the start, I was always true to me
And my own time
And my own time
Better late than never
To get my shit together
I took my own sweet time
To make up my own mind
Any storm, I can weather
Forget the sooner the better
Im not always clever
But I’m better late than never
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15. |
Memphis Healing
06:59
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Memphis Healing
Verse 1
This tiny town is overflowing
With stories of you and I
How it’s obviously over
Nothing left to do but cry
All good things do come to an end
That implies that things began
Between you and me, but they never did
Can’t put those worms back in the can
Chorus
I need me some Memphis healing
Walk down Beale street in the rain
That way no one sees me cryin
And it washes ‘way my pain
Gonna get some Memphis healing
Find some blues to sing all night
Hope and pray I will feel better
When i see the the morning light
Verse 2
You were just doin what they told you
Because you stayed with me all night
You were bullied by your daddy
To get a ring and make things right
I was living in my Pinto
Couldn’t seem to stay in employed
Traded freedom for a diamond ring
And everyone was overjoyed
Chorus
I need me some Memphis healing
Walk down Beale street in the rain
That way no one sees me cryin
And it washes ‘way my pain
Gonna get some Memphis healing
Find some blues to sing all night
Hope and pray I will feel better
When i see the the morning light
Verse 3
It’s not that I don’t love you
To me you’re very dear
And it’s not that this is easy
But neither of us wants to be here
And before our lives are over
I think we both should walk
Never fighting’s not a good thing
When you’re too afraid to talk
Bridge
I always changed the subject
But I never changed my mind
I’ll just pack up all those feelings
And leave them all behind
Chorus
I need me some Memphis healing
Walk down Beale street in the rain
That way no one sees me cryin
And it washes ‘way my pain
Gonna get some Memphis healing
Find some blues to sing all night
Hope and pray I will feel better
When i see the the morning light
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16. |
Slow Down
02:51
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Loud and smelly
Jostlted mobscene
Herded in-out
Crosswalk waiting
Lunch is absent
stupid meeting
Energy spent
Will is fleeting
Parking ticket
Overdrafting
Schadenfreude
People laughing
Boss is angry
Pressure building
Daily life
So unfulfilling
The day is done
And I’m on the way home
Quiet time for me
Turning off the phone
Gonna slow down
And let the day go
Gonna slow down
Letting everyone know
I’m tired and weary
And I’m done with the day
Gonna take a long bath
And wash it all away
Frugal spending
Carpool driving
Homework bringing
Thriftstore diving
Always giving
Always going
Oh so tired
Never showing
The day is done
And I’m on the way home
Quiet time for me
Turning off the phone
Gonna slow down
And let the day go
Gonna slow down
Letting everyone know
I’m tired and weary
And I’m done with the day
Gonna take a long bath
And wash it all away
Gonna slow down
And let the day go
Gonna slow down
Letting everyone know
I’m tired and weary
And I’m done with the day
Gonna take a long bath
And wash it all away
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17. |
Shivered
02:16
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18. |
It's a Mystery
03:57
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nobody’s happy now
Can we make it better somehow
How many lies have we told
How many souls have we sold
Did we do it for the greater good
Or revenge for our childhood
Was the cost worth the gain
Was the prize worth the pain
It’s a mystery
To me
How things
Get this way
When theres nothing
Left
To do
And nothing
Left to say
How far back down the line
Did we leave our selves behind
Who hurt who first
Who hurt who worst
Hearts are broken
Harsh words are spoken
What was the cost
How much was lost
Who had to pay
who walked away
It’s a mystery
To me how things
Get this way….
And in the end what was it for
Was anybody keeping score
All I can do is shake my head
At all the things you’ve said
Can I ask what you plan for me
Are we ever gonna let it be
How many more silent fights
How many more sleepless nights
It’s a mystery
To me
How things
Get this way
When theres nothing
Left
To do
And nothing
Left to say
Now we’re sitting in the dark
Wondering how we got here
Who hurt who first
Who hurt who worst
Hearts are broken
Harsh words are spoken
What was the cost
How much was lost
Who had to pay
who walked away
Who hurt who first
Who hurt who worst
Hearts are broken
Harsh words are spoken
What was the cost
How much was lost
Who had to pay
who walked away
it’s a mystery
To me how things
Get this way….
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Pearl Manhattan Productions Tacoma, Washington
Pearl Manhattan enjoys a solo career in music. She collaborates with artists and musicians from all over the world.
BriarRose has a BS in Education and Music and enjoys sharing her music, crafting and sewing with groups of all ages.
She resides in Washington state with her children and her cats.
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