by Lara Ewen

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Driving Rain 04:08
Look at the sky. Clouds are rolling, baby. Why don’t you and I get rolling, too? Chasing the blue I see in your eyes Soft from sleeping, baby, you’ve been dreaming clear saltwater skies. Well, so have I. So why don’t we put the top down, baby? And we’ll see how far we get before heaven opens up on us and we both get soaking wet. In the afternoon sun Asphalt’s sweating, baby And I can smell the ocean in your hair Almost there The wind in my face, even standing still everything is quiet, green and grey. One perfect day. There’s a highway in North Carolina And I swear, it knows my name Where it’s always sweet with summer And slick with Southern rain So why don’t we put the top down, baby? And we’ll see how far we get Before heaven opens up on us And we both get soaking wet.
Walking around downtown I’ve got my heart in my throat, fingernails digging holes deep down In the pockets of my new winter coat And baby, it’s cold outside But I can’t go home. Feels like the street’s the only place where I can be alone. chorus: And I’m waiting for a miracle to slap me on the face. I’m looking for a hero to take your place. But I’m wasting my breath when I scream out for you. It’ll take a busload of faith to see this through. And I’ve been laying it out and writing it down Looking it over and over and turning it around. Tried to see it your way, And you tried to see it mine. But nothing’s looked right now baby For a long, long time. chorus It feels like amputation. It feels like a knife. I feel like a cigarette; I’m just looking for a light. And I’m shattered and restless, I’m distracted and grim. Don’t know whether to give up Or give in. chorus
Clear 05:29
He said, girl, do you want to be a star? Leather pants and a loud guitar You can play for all the big shots in L.A. And I said, man, that life is not for me I like my job and my T.V. and I can’t stand California anyway. L.A.’s got too many cars Too many blonde girls, you can’t smoke in bars and New York City suits me Finally, I know where I want to be I know where I want to be chorus: The good life fit a little too tight It was pulling at the seams And my shoulders got all hunched over With the weight of those American dreams I had to throw out shit, forget about it I had to get myself free and clear There’s a place I want to get and I’m not there yet But I’m near, I know I’m near I can see it from here. Then he said, girl, don’t you want to be saved? Oh, your life is so depraved, Ain’t your mama ever taught you wrong from right? And I said, don’t go waving that book at me Your brimstone cracks too easily And salvation’s just what gets me through the night. And anyway, heaven’s got too many stars. A girl like me wouldn’t get too far. and New York City suits me Finally, I know where I want to be I know where I want to be chorus Then he said, girl, do you want to be my wife? A family van and an easy life. You know, I could love you if you’ll only let me try. And I said, I’m not ready to wear that ring And settling down would still be settling You know, I’d have to leave you by and by. ’Cause baby, I just can’t live that way Thought I may live to rue this day New York City suits me Finally, I know where I want to be I know where I want to be chorus
Hands 04:02
I can’t trust my hands. They’re tryin’ to choke my beer. They keep lighting cigarettes, they want to pull you near So if I were you, boy, I wouldn’t sit too close ’cause when my hands get bored, I’m not responsible. chorus: You’re looking at a woman on the edge And I keep looking over And every time you move I move in, just a little closer I can’t trust my mouth. It’s saying stupid things. It wants to open up and tell you what it thinks. So if I were you, boy, I’d listen to the band ’cause I can’t trust my mouth And I don’t trust my hands. chorus I can’t trust my eyes. They’ve lied before. You know, they see what they want to see and they beg for more. So if I were you, boy, I’d watch my back ’cause my brakes are shot and I’m running out of track. chorus
Shhh... 03:10
Don’t sing me to sleep, all you sing are the blues. Don’t say anything at all, just slip off your shoes, ’cause lately it seems like talking just leads to sorrow. Shhh… baby, we’ll discuss it tomorrow. They say once is enough; this must be a mistake. So I’m taking it easy, it’s all I can take. You don’t have to worry, hell, we made it this far So, shhh… baby, we’ll discuss it tomorrow. chorus: Don’t get strung out, ’cause I don’t want to fight. Don’t dwell on it, baby, it’ll all be all right. Just come over here; Get the light. I’m sure we could think of a better way to spend the night… We’ve been down this road before, we both know it’s mean It’s a you-did-this, I-did-that, no one’s right, tit for tat kind of scene We know more hurtful words than you could beg, steal or borrow But shhh… tomorrow You’ve got your excuses, baby, I’ve got my pride. We won’t pull no punches, won’t keep nothing inside. But just for tonight, let’s put a truce to this war Shhh… tomorrow chorus


released March 1, 2002


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Brooklyn-based singer/songwriter Lara Ewen tells stories, most of which are true. Her work blends both the real and the imagined, and the musical landscape she navigates dips into country, Americana, and singer/songwriter influences, drawing comparisons to musicians who sometimes get summarily lumped into the folk category, such as Patty Griffin, Lucinda Williams and Jonatha Brooke. ... more

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