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Early Riser
04:03
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Early riser rakes the embers
To wake the fire that lights December
In the silver morning silence I remember
There’s a gentler livin’ that I once knew
Call me up and call me over
To be a tender kind of soldier
And it’s all that I can do to be bolder
In my smoldering youth
And I wanna be there
Drifting off all worries lost to salty air
And I wanna be there
Rolling soft across the water, calm and fair
Call me up and call me over
To offer arms and ears and shoulders
As the days space and late calls draw us closer
I get older like you
Time has tried and called us torn, true
Still I’m more a child when I am with you
We’ve seen skies of little fires, of gray, of clear blue
Oh the home in me is home in you too
And I wanna be there
Drifting off all worries lost to salty air
And I wanna be there
Rolling soft across the water, calm and fair
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2. |
Kindergarten Heart
02:57
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Sparkle. Sunny days. I get older
In every way that won’t matter
Kindergarten heart in me
Magic. Green and blue. I am wilder
In every way that I choose
Dogpile. Funny faces. I’m fragile
In funny ways that are piling
On with age
Old time souvenirs of a gold mine
Of greener years
And I’m trying, but I get it wrong
So I back down from the fight
When there’s nothing left to bite
But my own tongue
Castles. Sand and snow. Build a fortress
A mighty home in your elbows
Knees and toes
Barefeet. Barley kissing my soles. Sweet
This summer’s all that I know
Broad smile. Funny faces. I’m fragile
In funny ways that are piling
On with age
Old time souvenirs of a gold mine
Of greener years
And I’m trying, but I get it wrong
So I back down from the fight
When there’s nothing left to bite
But my own tongue
Oh my stars. I am nothing but a shark
I have nothing but a head in my heart
I’ve been workin’ late
I’ve got too much on my plate
So, it's looking like it might be time to spark
Oh my stars. I am nothing but a shark
I have nothing but a head in my heart
I’ve been workin’ late
I’ve got too much on my plate
So, it's looking like it might be time to spark
That kindergarten heart
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3. |
Fun
02:43
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Fun. We are one
We are dancing slow and steady with the sun
Don’t let it get me in a funk
Don’t let it get in my head
Yeah, I knock on the oak that I place in the stove
And I pray the perdition be fed
Crash. Blood and glass
We are snagged and humming heavy from the blast
Don’t let it get me off path
Don’t let it get in my head
Yeah, I know what I want and I know what I need
But baby I don’t know what I’ll get
Yeah, I know what I want and I know what I need
But baby I don’t know what I’ll get
Fun. We are one
We are dancing slow and steady with the sun
Don’t let it get me in a funk
Don’t let it get in my head
Yeah, I knock on the oak that I place in the stove
And I pray the perdition be fed
Yeah, I know what I want and I know what I need
But baby I don’t know what I’ll get
Yeah, I know what I want and I know what I need
But baby I don’t know what I’ll get
Yeah, I know what I want and I know what I need
But baby I don’t know what I’ll get
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4. |
Sidewalk
03:34
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An impulse to passive
Your objections are born in brackets
Your charm is a swarm of tangled habits
Your heart’s on the sidewalk
You drew it there in blue chalk now it’s
Fading away with every raindrop
And I wish that I could help you but that’s all in your head
Yeah you’re reeling from a feeling that is yours to mend
Yours to mend
Yours to mend
Your strikes go unmentioned and of your gutters the talks unending
You are playing up gray, your favorite weapon
Your heart’s on the sidewalk
You drew it there in blue chalk now it’s
Fading away with every raindrop
And I wish that I could help you but that’s all in your head
Yeah you’re reeling from a feeling that is yours to mend
Yours to mend
Yours to mend
Straight down I have whittled
Truth bone through the skin
And still I riddle me this one
Will you ever win?
Your heart’s on the sidewalk
You drew it there in blue chalk and it’s
Fading away with every raindrop
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5. |
New Favorite
02:39
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If life it is a small town, then
You would be the way, love
Everybody waves just because
Dancing down an empty street
Open up your arms
This could be your new favorite art form
Oh, I remember the feeling
My feet on the ground
My heart in your soft hands
My head in the clouds
If morning is the time you thrive
Let me be the sweet sun
I just wanna witness you rise up
Dancing down an empty street
Open up your arms
This could be your new favorite art form
Oh, I remember the feeling
Your voice in the dark
It was too soon to tell you
But I knew from the start
Can we get lost
In our days?
Can we get lost
In our days?
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6. |
A Thousand Perfect Words
02:34
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Oh, a thousand perfect words could never
Set the fire alight
Send shivers like the night
Tell the story quite right
I’m not sure you’ll remember
But I met you as a breeze
I brushed your cheeks with kisses
From a distant misty sea
And you may not recall it
But you answered as a stream
You trickled softly, carried off the
Sorrows I had seen
But a thousand perfect words could never
Set the fire alight
Send shivers like the night
Tell the story quite right
I knew then if you’d let me
I could love you like a dream
A singing string of fairy lights
To frame each sight you see
And I don’t know how it’s sounding
But I mean this as a song
To say that I am smitten still
Even if I say it wrong
Because a thousand perfect words could never
Set the fire alight
Send shivers like the night
Tell the story quite right
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7. |
Heat Wave
03:01
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It’s the heat wave
It gives me no rest
It’s got me and your curls spilling out on your chest
Oh the sweet sun
On whom I rely
Has been stewing me steady, slow-poaching my mind
I tip toe tempered
Beat by the day
Sleep-deprived, serpentine, softening clay
It’s the heat wave
It gives me no rest
It’s got me and your curls spilling out on your chest
It’s the heat wave
It gives me no rest
It’s got me and your curls spilling out on your chest
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8. |
Sun and Time
04:10
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Holy weary winter this one’s something
I watch you suffering at its hand
Boggy berry princess we are fading
But I can still make out your laugh
When I look back
When I look back
When I look back
To a chamomile kind of heat
And the tireless grass
Do not forget you’ve got a win
It can be hard, the world blind to all you did
But I was there and I recall the way you never flinched at all
A couple kids the kind that sun and time will fix
It’ll fix
Feed your body lady like you feed them
Delicate darling hardly wins
Feed your spirit daily, just like I’m fed
Each time I remember what we built
When I look back
When I look back
When I look back
To a chamomile kind of heat
And the tireless grass
Do not forget you’ve got a win
It can be hard, the world blind to all you did
But I was there and I recall the way you never flinched at all
A couple kids the kind that sun and time will fix
It’ll fix
When I look back
When I look back
When I look back
When I look back
To a chamomile kind of heat
And the tireless grass
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9. |
Fool Forlorn
03:13
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There’s nothing left to pay with but time
And still I can’t quite tell when a feeling is mine
Soul blind
There’s nothing left to say that won’t kill
You have grown too taut and you’re tightening still
Born
Oh man am I a fool forlorn
A fool forlorn
You say that there’s a weight in my walk
That you’re trying your best, but lately you’ve
Lost me
Oh man am I a fool forlorn
A fool forlorn
But I know that there’s everything to love here in you
And you’re slowly getting me thinking
That it might be in me too
Oh man am I a fool forlorn
A fool forlorn
A fool forlorn
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10. |
Mastery
04:52
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If I die now, I die torn
Half to the river and half to the place it transforms
If I stop now I get made
Halfway a fighter and halfway far too afraid
Oh come on you know it gets old
This sorrow song
If I choose now I choose wrong
Feeling for chords to a chorus that’s never been sung
Head up while you wait for the call
Uncertainty is certain, but you could still dance ‘til you fall
Hey, come on stay for the love of it all
I skip the only path I’m shown to move both blind and knowing
For this, the only mastery: to be at once child and poet
I skip the only path I’m shown to move both blind and knowing
For this, the only mastery: to be at once child and poet
For this, the only mastery: to be at once child and poet – free
For this, the only mastery: to be at once child and poet – free
For this, the only mastery: to be at once child and poet – free
For this, the only mastery: to be at once child and poet
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Shaina Hayes Montreal, Québec
Shaina Hayes is a singer-songwriter based in Tiohtià:ke (Montréal, QC). Raised in a small farming and fishing village on Quebec’s east coast, Hayes’ intrinsic ties to her homeland and distinctive heritage have forged an earnest and glimmering framework onto which her music takes shape. ... more
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