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Back in 99
03:32
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Just as things were fallin’ apart, we were talkin’ on the telephone
The last time that heard your voice it was twenty long years ago
Apparently, you confessed to me some desires and some fears
On paper in a shoebox, in my closet all these years
Back in ninety-nine, you told me you loved me
On a handwritten letter with pencil-and-paper
With an eraser, you changed things that you rethought
Back in ninety-nine, back in ninety-nine
Now the whole world’s changed but my heart’s still the same somehow
All these years I’ve failed so much, it makes me wonder why I’ve even tried
Now happiness is optional, ‘cause time ain’t my side
I gave up before I thought that somebody else could appear
Like you who wrote me all the things, I’ve always wanted to hear
Back in ninety-nine, Back in ninety-you told me love me, on a handwritten letter to me
Back in ninety-nine, back in ninety-nine
Now the whole world’s changed but my heart’s still the same somehow
Woohoo hoo!
Back in ninety-nine, you told me you loved me
On a handwritten letter to me
Back in ninety-nine
Back in ninety-nine
Now the whole world’s changed but my heart’s still the same somehow
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2. |
Old Fashioned
02:34
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We met up many years down the road
Not so long after two hearts had grown cold
Like the smoke of embers rising in the morning air
Call me old fashioned, I’ll make the coffee, pretend like you care
Call me old fashioned, do me a favor, pretend like you care
I was once in orbit, like the earth ‘round the sun
Sailin’ through a solar wind, like Ziggy on the run
Through the straits and the narrows, I’m finally at port
Call me old fashioned, I’ll make the coffee and be back for more
Call me old fashioned, I’ll make the coffee and be back for more
You can call the sunrise a sunset, if you wanna be that way
Sometimes beginnings are an ends …
To a means in all of us as fresh as the dawn
Call me old fashioned, I’ll make the coffee and be back when you’re gone
Call me old fashioned, I’ll make the coffee, as soon as you’re gone
To a means in all of us as fresh as the dawn
Call me old fashioned, I’ll brew the coffee, as soon as you’re gone
Call me old fashioned, I’ll brew the coffee, as soon as you’re gone
Call me old fashioned, I’ll brew the coffee, as soon as you’re gone
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3. |
Walk Away
03:15
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To speak the truth I must have lived it, to know of pain I should have felt it
Though I sing, “You’re my Queen Of Air.” “How much I miss you when you’re not there.”
I don’t know what I’m doin’ but I ain’t your man, if I was you’d know to the core who I am
I’m just somebody who waits, I’m just somebody who always hesitates
I have learned in the hardest of ways, when something is true and you know what to do.
Walk away.
When something is true, you know to do.
Walk away.
Things were good before they fell through, and what was done to me I’ve do to you
For what it’s worth, you’ve escaped, all my gestures and thoughts I never could fake
I never knew who I was but I ain’t your man, if I was you’d know to the core who I am
I’m just somebody who waits, I’m just somebody who always hesitates
I have learned in the hardest of ways, that when something is true, you know what to do.
Walk away.
When something is true, you know to do.
Walk away.
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The Condesa Queen
03:13
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You left town like a bandit, leavin’ me to fend for my own
But I took in stride what you told me, on the telephone
Maybe it’s the desert sunshine, that’s keepin’ me from feelin’ blue
But for better or worse, I’ve still come to think of you
Like a San Miguel Allende sunset, you’re smile’s just as honest as its golden rays
Without much more I can say, I’m hopin’ you get what you want
Even if it ain’t lovin’ me
But Franny, you’re still my Condesa Queen
I hope you’re doin’ good back in the city, takin’ art classes and drinkin’ coffee
And chasin’chasin that Bohemian dream
We’ve all got those demons to conquer
Hidin’ in the thoughts of the countries that we’ve stumbled through
Just like you, I’ve been searchin’ too
I hopin’ you get what you want, even if it ain’t lovin’ me
But Franny, you’re still my Condesa Queen
I hope you get what you want, my Condesa Queen
I know exactly what you mean
When you’re searchin’ for something else than the same …
Thing you’ve done over and over …
Again and again …
Just like you, I’ve been searchin’ too
For that San Miguel Allende sunset, you’re smile’s just as honest as its golden rays
Without much more I can say to you, I’m hopin’ you get what you want
Even if it ain’t lovin’ me
But Franny, you’re still my Condesa Queen
But Franny, you’re still my Condesa Queen
Franny, you’re, you’re still my Condesa Queen
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Refua
02:29
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Refuat H’nefesh, R’fuat H’guf
U’vizman Kariv N’omar, Amen
Refuat H’nefesh, R’fuat H’guf
U’vizman Kariv N’omar, Amen
Amen, Amen, U’vizman Kariv N’omar, Amen
Amen, Amen, U’vizman Kariv N’omar, Amen
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6. |
Came Into The Room
03:12
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You came into the room, just knowin’ what to say, but told all there was to hear
About how we want the same things, but in a different kind of way
That’s while you’ll be movin’ on tonight
While the only thing I’m thinkin’ is that I want you tonight
There’s nothing more inside of me than that
Instead I’ll sing this song, about how you’ll be movin’ on
How you really gotta go, though you really wanna stay
You really want it anyway but this way
I walked out on the street, where the winter wind it whips, like I’ve got nothin’ else to do
It’s final time that I’ll feel lonely inside
I tell myself mistakenly
While the only thing I’m thinkin’ is that I want you tonight
There’s nothing more inside of me than that
Instead I’ll sing this song, about how you’ll be movin’ on
How you really gotta go, though you really wanna stay
You really want it anyway but this way
Back in these four walls, whatcha gonna do without somebody whose…
Tired to the core, and certainly unsure of where to go and what to do and with who
Or without
You came into the room…
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Good Old Jonah
04:56
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When Jonah’s ship set sail from the port of Jaffa, with a one-way ticket to flee as far as he could
The Lord he sent a tempest like no and so the sailors threw him overboard
He found himself in the gut of a Biblical flounder, and prayed to God for 3 long days and nights
He vowed to do God’s bidding, like a prophet’s meant to do, for which he knew he’d pay a price
Well sometimes supplications do suffice.
Good old Jonah, headed for Ninveh, the people and their wickedness had surely gone astray
Good old Jonah, he didn’t wanna go
He only went because God told him so
Jonah told the king that his days were numbered
Forty days to change their wickedness
So he called all his vassals and advisors too
Because they needed to act quick
Good old Jonah, headed for Ninveh, the people and their wickedness had surely gone astray
Good old Jonah, he didn’t wanna go
He only went because God told him so
Jonah thought that God was too remorseful
And thought that he had no more cause to live
But then he was reminded of the hundred thousand souls
That didn’t know left from right
Well sometimes supplications do suffice (that’s right, if you do it right).
Jonah went out to Ninveh…
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8. |
Come Around
04:10
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You’re so guarded that I can’t tell what you’re thinkin’ about
Even though our harmonies are sweeter than a lover’s shout
I’m sure you’ve always suspected how I feel
And I know that doesn’t mean that it’s meant to be real
So I won’t, I won’t wait for you, (I won’t … I won’t wait for you)
There’s so much more I’d rather do, then wait for you to come around
I see in your eyes a melody ringin’ true
Singin’ by your side is like what I was born to do
Yes, I’m so sure that you’ve suspected how I feel
But I know, that doesn’t mean that it’s meant to be real (no it’s not)
So I can’t, I can’t wait no more (I won’t, I won’t wait)
There’s so much more that I’d rather do, then wait for you to come around
Wait for you to come around …
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9. |
All That I Hoped For
02:53
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Memories, the last ones to forget
Linger with consequences yet
There was a time when I was proud and strong
There was a time when I got along
With someone closer to me than a deeper passion
that I was ever was supposed to deserve
As if I could give like everyone else in return
Yes when I look back, I know for sure
That it ain't nothin' more, than all I had hoped for
Now on the Ganges River, it all seemed to make sense
That what appears to last is never gonna find it's end
There was time when I was strong and proud
I'm such a different person now
I'm such a different person, but not so much
I still hear every single one of your words
As if I could give like everyone else in return
Yes when I look back, I know for sure that it ain't nothin' more
Than all I had hoped for
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Matthew Check New York, New York
An American roots musician whose career encompasses everything from Emmy-nominated bluegrass bands to critically-acclaimed solo albums, Matthew Check has never been afraid to mine his personal life — including the vices, victories, loves, and losses of a man who's spent much of his adulthood in a creative whirl — for musical inspiration. ... more
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