1. |
The Men That Love Her
04:12
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They like a friend and they like a fight
The men that love her
They like a girl who does what's right
The men that love her
They are investors and gamblers too
And they can all out-patience you
Cause they've got a vision and they know that it's coming true
But they're gonna find out in the end
That they'll just go where the last guy's been
So they should really just talk to each other
The men that love her
They are poetic and scholarly
And push-and-shovers
A candid thought can sweep them off their feet
That's why they love her
There's a heart in their chest
And a heart in their head
And they're gonna give it all 'til their dead
Defending their girl from what some asshole said
But they're gonna find out in the end
That they'll just go where the last guy's been
So they should really just talk to each other
The men that love her
They like the thought of an angel
They won't let her talk so she can't tell
And they won't have to know what she really is
They are collectors of pretty things
And lovely colors
Butterflies so they can pin their wings
And shut the shutters
They'll spend all their time going on about
How they can't figure this girl out
But they'll never think to turn that question around
No, they're gonna find out in the end
That they'll just go where the last guy's been
So they should really just talk to each other
Yeah, they should really just look at one another
They should really start talking to each other
The men that love her
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2. |
Get Out and Walk
04:16
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Have you ever really walked on a highway at night,
And given your fears a good fight?
Have you ever expected for no one to stop,
And for no on to hear your clip and you clop?
When your feet are the only things moving you,
And there is no cheat to reach the next view,
Don’t you ever forget that feeling
When you see a soul walking on a highway at night
La da da…
And the lights, they come flashing behind you
And you’re startled by a shadow before
And the stars are just pebbles above you
And the pebbles are stars on the floor
Well the highlife will keep me from thinking
That sinking is not that far off
For about three months I was carried
And then life said “Girl, get out and walk,
“And walk, and walk and walk,
“And walk, and walk, and walk.”
La da da…
Well I’ll carve out a space on the face of this earth
And my weathered head I will hold high
I was never too good for hard working,
I was never too good for the fight
Yes, the highlife will keep me from thinking
That sinking is not that far off
For about three months I was carried
And then life said “Girl get out and walk”
And then life said “Girl get out and walk”
And then life said “Girl, get out and walk”
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3. |
Ridiculous
03:32
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It seems to be my lot in life
It doesn't bring a lot in life
Oh, but I'm trying, oh I'm trying
Oh darling, can't you see
When you look at me
Or can I only be the
Ridiculous conspicuous girl
Standing in the corner
The one that looks like she can't breath
I bet you didn't even notice her,
Well honey, I notice you
Awkward, uncouth, but tell the truth
Do you think that you could go for me?
I can't take responsibility, cause
My arms and legs are foreign parts to me
They disobey me quite consistently
Well do you recall the skater clinging to the wall, and do you wonder who I am?
I'm just the
Ridiculous conspicuous girl
Standing in the corner
The one that looks like she can't breath
I bet you didn't even notice her,
Well honey, I notice you
Awkward, uncouth, but tell the truth
Do you think that you could go for me?
My speech is the first thing to go
Don't you know that it's there?
You've just left me no air
Ran out my poise and my grace
And left me flat on my face
Well don't be alarmed by my lack of charm
You're probably wondering who I am
Well I don't drink coffee,
Wear glasses, or nails made of plastic
I can't quote the right lines
But my heart is elastic
I try to impress
But it's all just a mess around you
What to do for the
Ridiculous conspicuous girl
Standing in the corner
The one that looks like she can't breath
I bet you didn't even notice her,
Well honey, I notice you
Awkward, uncouth, but tell the truth
Do you think that you could go for me?
Do you think that you could go,
Do you think that you could go,
Do you think that you could go,
Do you think that you could go,
Do you think that you could go for someone like me?
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4. |
Farewell Brother
04:07
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Farewell brother
Smiles to each other
You were not here long,
And now off and gone
But it's like no time has passed
Once a brother
And always my brother
They said your looks have changed,
But no one stays the same
And they shouldn't anyway
Farewell brother
Go with our father
And sleep well on you flight,
Use well this night
To cut these worlds in two
Think back brother -
I hope you discover
That miles are just hours,
And they have no power over family
Wherever you go
And whatever you hear
You always can know
There is family here
However you change
From whatever you see
One thing remains -
You're a brother to me
And as children
We couldn't be bothered
Camcorders and laughs
In the old photographs
It was simple and good to play
And if family
Could choose one another
Nothing would change
We'd stay the same
I would choose you anyway
Wherever you go
And whatever you hear
You always can know
There is family here
However you change
From whatever you see
One thing remains -
You're a brother to me, oh
One thing remains
You're a brother to me, oh
One thing remains
You're a brother to me
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5. |
Song That I Hate
03:12
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Ride your call all the way down
And see all the sights, and crawl all the towns
Maybe I'm a fool to wait
Or maybe my mind you cannot sate
But I've let you know before
And you can't seem to give me more
My eyes wear holes in the clock
Just like my patience each time I knock
On wood, and find that no voodoo
Has the power to change you, well
I've let you know before
And you can't seem to give me more
Oh well I'll write another song
That I can't stand to play
Oh I'll write another song
That I hate, I hate
Drunk on your own independence
Neither one criminal, both a defendant
Faltering at the last most
Finding the faults and find who owns it, well
I've let you know before
And you won't seem to deliver more
Oh well I'll write another song
That I can't stand to play
Oh I'll write another song that I hate
Oh I'll write another song
That I can't stand to play
Oh I'll write another song that I hate
I hate, I hate
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6. |
Alone
05:26
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Well it's 3- or 4:30, and I'm drinking coffee
Cause the night is where I'm at home
And I nest in my closet and I get a little feral
When the room starts to spin and to glow
And I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone,
I'm alone
And I hate that I always want to lose weight
That I always have to be great at every thing that I try
When the day starts to stop I am sneaking off the clock
And I revel as the rebelry flies
And I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone,
I'm alone
“Man is by nature a social animal; an individual who is unsocial naturally and not accidentally is either beneath our notice or more than human. Society is something that precedes the individual. Anyone who either cannot lead the common life or is so self-sufficient as not to need to, and therefore does not partake of society, is either a beast or a god. " [Aristotle]
Well it's a dangerous behavior for a social creature
Especially one that is prone
To getting pretty manic in the night when my mind isn't right
And clarity's a fight, and I know, I know
That I shouldn't make choices,
I can hear their voices saying "Sleep, sleep, baby, sleep,
You're mind has had enough, and there's time for lots of stuff"
But I can't let that feeling go
When I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone
I, I, I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone
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7. |
Living with Myself
03:26
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It's been a long time
Living with myself
It's been a long time
Living with me
For 23 years I've heard every word
And know every thought from the place where it springs
I look in the mirror, and there I am
I sit on the couch, and I'm my companion
I think that I've figured a way to escape,
But I laugh cause I know the exact mistake
That I'm going to make, and they way that I'll break
And I think that I'm taking a new road, but here
I'm still acting like me all these 23 years
Been a long time
Living with myself
It's been a long time
Living with me
It's been a long time
Living with myself
It's been a long time
Living with me
Once I rebelled and tried to run away
But I knew all the places I had gone to stay
When I returned I placed a gentle hand on me
And I said "It's ok to know the way I have to be"
For 23 years I've heard every word
And known every thought from the place where it springs
I cannot withhold, and I cannot give
Every dream that I keep, every day that I live
And just when I think that I'm growing tired
Of the ways that I fail, and they ways I aspire
I fall back in love with they way that I am
And I buck all the rules, and I damn all the trends
And I chip at the wall, and I swim at the tide
And I change in a way that I never have tried
And I stop and I stare at the girl that appears
Who's still surprising me after these 23 years
Been a long time
Living with myself
It's been a long time
Living with me
It's been a long time
Living with myself
It's been a long time
Living with me
It's been a long time
Living with myself
It's been a long time
Living with me
It's been a long time
Living with myself
It's been a long time
Living with me
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8. |
Streetwise
03:57
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I went uptown and I saw all the wealthy people
If they were ever down they wouldn't know what to do
And I wish it wasn't so that I wish that they would know
I went uptown and I saw all the wealthy people
I went downtown and I saw all the sad people
They were so poor, and so desperate too
You could see it in their hair, you could see it wasn't fair
I went downtown and I saw all the sad people
It was New Years Day, and I was coming home hanging
They air was grey and chill
And my neighbors below were talking and smoking
Because they had time to kill
I'll take my lumps if it makes me a little streetwise
You can keep your fun, and I'll take my hawk eyes
I was raised in a pasture wishing quiet days would move faster, so
I will take my lumps if it makes me a little streetwise
It was New Years Day, and I was getting up early
Because of my childish thrill
And my plans were big and broad and worldly,
But I still had time to kill
I went uptown and I saw all the wealthy people
I went downtown and I saw all the sad people, too
I will take my lumps if it makes me a little streetwise
You can keep your fun and I'll take my hawk eyes
Well a fear of passing strangers never did me any favors, so
I will know the world and it won't frighten me
I will know the world and it won't frighten me
If I know the world, then it won't frighten me, me, oh, me
I will know the world, and it won't frighten me
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9. |
Change
04:56
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Give a little love through the fear
It is sitting useless here
You're gonna have enough either way
So be a giver, every day
Cause change
Is sometimes good,
And sometimes it is bad,
But always
Inevitable -
What will you do with that?
Do with that
Make a little room in your heart
Clear the clutter, for a start
If this is where you live every day
Then make some choices about what goes and stays
Cause change
Is sometimes good,
And sometimes it is bad,
But always
Inevitable -
What will you do with that?
Do with that
Keep a little grace for yourself
You must accept it - no one else can for you
A little mistake will help you grow
Into your story, cause now you know
That change
Is sometimes good,
And sometimes it is bad,
But always
Inevitable -
What will you do with that?
It's a thief
When I know that it will steal good times from me
But it's my hope
In my darkest hour that it will set me free, so
Give a little love through the fear
It is sitting useless here
You're gonna have enough either way
So be a lover, every day
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10. |
Work
04:49
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When I was just six years old
I was amazed when I was told
That I could be whatever I chose
And then for years the plans and fears
'Bout how to start and where to go
And whether I could stick to that road
Stick to that road
Wherever it may go
Now I don't want to work,
But I'll take my pay
Cause I think that I did
A good job today
If taking it easy was my career
I am here, I am here
When I was in undergrad
I wanted grades pretty bad
Searching for that pot of gold
Pushing, pushing, 'til I'm breaking
And I borrow, and I'm taking,
Trading, stealing, selling, and sold
Selling and sold
For that pot of gold
Now I don't want to work,
But I'll take my pay
Cause I think that I did
A good job today
If taking it easy was my career
I am here, I am here
And it's the most that I could dream of,
Being here
We are the few, those who see
Beauty for their tears, and I am
So blessed
Goodness
Take a look around this place
Nowhere else that I could ever be
Oh, oh
Still, I don't want to work,
But I'll take my pay
Cause I think that I did
A damn good job today
If taking it easy was my career
I am here, I am here...
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Tara Velarde Portland, Oregon
Diva Folk artist Tara Velarde delivers stunning vocal performances with poetic and audacious lyrics. Solo ballad to full band sound, each song electrifies and captivates.
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