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Somebody's Night
04:16
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Tonight is somebody's night
the end of somebody's fight
no more addictions or crying in the dark
tonight is somebody's night
Tonight is somebody's night
the night for love to take flight
to feel your senses slip in your lover's tender grip
tonight is somebody's night
and the night owl sings - ooooh
and the night owl sings - ooooh
Who can bend the rays of the sun through a prism on a cloudy day?
Who can last through the fire and ice of a prayer above a grave?
And who can count himself as a brother or a sister with a need to spare?
Tonight is somebody's night
the night for children to sleep tight
to sleep, perchance to dream
I don't want to know what that means
tonight is somebody's night
and the night owl sings - ooooh
and the night owl sings - ooooh
Who can bend the rays of the sun through a prism on a cloudy day?
Who can last through the fire and ice of a prayer above a grave?
And who can count himself as a brother or a sister with a need to spare?
You've got brothers all around that are bringing you down
saying 'man, you're on a roll!'
you've got knives in your pocket and skin up your sleeve
that's-a-keeping you from being whole
and the man at the end with the fire in his head
laid a pricetag on your soul
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Hold Me Tight
04:01
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Here, the longest night of the year
I watch you walk away
you turn back and smile
It's cold, dark
red lights trapped in a jar illuminate
barefoot and purple lace
All those nights a year ago
my eyes were filled with candlelight and wine
it was borrowed time
We try so hard but we only have today
our bodies will rust and our eyes will fall away
so hold me tight on this longest night of the year
You, waiting for some big change
or nothing at all, I'm not tired
you can turn out the light
Wait, the dawn is yet to come
steady as a winter's chill
ice on the windowsill
All those nights a year ago
my eyes were filled with candlelight and wine
it was borrowed time
The other shoe fell, move slowly
we can't rewind
this moment will pass like a flicker in a faded mind
so hold me tight on this longest night of the year
Here, the longest night of the year
I watch you walk away
you turn back and smile
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Broken Hearts Shine
05:21
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I cry all the time
it's not my own pain that I'm feeling
people pine and spin away
too broke to know that they need healing
like my broken heart, my broken heart
so good, so good
We've got to learn to let our little broken hearts shine
broken hearts shine
I've been down and out
I've been stripped between the covers
but LOVE draws a crowd
I've been carried by the hands of others
Yeah, I cry everyday
because the world's just too damn gorgeous
and I'm a full grown man
and I don't know how the good lord can afford us
without our broken hearts, our broken hearts
so good, so good
We've got to learn to let our little broken hearts shine
broken hearts shine
We've got to let our broken hearts shine
We've got to let it show
How will people know you're made of flesh and blood?
So let your broken hearts shine
like a new tooth in a child's mouth
the maker's hand has a way
of mending fences when they go south
just like my broken heart, my broken heart
so good, so good
We've got to learn to let our little broken hearts shine
broken hearts shine
oooh, broken hearts shine (let it shine)
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Interlude
01:01
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Ely
06:55
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We travel north to mystify the facts we know so well
absolutes and laundry chutes, the boxes where we dwell
to lose the recognition of the high pitched engine roar
Ely, oh Ely, I don't feel you anymore
You take us bruised and beaten by schedules and clocks
you wrap us in the timeless trance of sunsets on the docks
a thousand sands from a thousand lands ornament your shore
Ely, oh Ely, I don't feel you anymore
The loon calls me to water when the sun is waking yet
the paddle breaks the surface of the mirror dark and wet
I glide out to the center to soothe my burning core
Ely, oh Ely, I don't feel you anymore
God's breath is on the water and his work is all around
ages after man has slept this will still be holy ground
with open heart and quiet mind your spirit she'll restore
Ely, oh Ely, I don't feel you anymore
We leave your ranges altered, not feeling quite the same
you give it all, your body and your soul, and you don't even ask my name
I question my humanity, but I've never been so sure
Ely, oh Ely, I don't feel you anymore
As I drive on I reign my mind to guide my body home
I hide your beauty harsh and real so deep inside my bones
I'm focused on creation, my imagination soars
Ely, oh Ely, I don't feel you anymore
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6. |
Fall Apart
04:28
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If you need to fall apart, then fall apart
you're brothers and your sisters have all left
we're not in some hotel
or stealing wishes from the well
so let go for a moment and just fall apart
You told me once when I was barely breathing
to not forget the nature of my dreams
I took your words to heart
I took it just a bit too far
and wished upon a star and watched it fall apart
If you need to take a break from having answers
a grown woman with questions blooming in your heart
take a drive alone
the kids will get the phone
and I'll fend off the world while you fall apart
I've watched you keep it together
through my departures and my mad returns
I was forlorn
I cried and clutched you in the morn
I thought I was leaving you to fall apart
Do you know who's looking back from your reflection
sister, daughter, darling of a king
gaze into that face
imagine your own space
the spinning metal ring can help you fall apart
The past feels like a senseless road to nowhere
the present is an hourglass unturned
the future isn't written yet
your heart, the paper and love, the pen
we'll write the verse together as we fall apart
If you need to be a little lost, so be it
I'll send a siren out among the deep
listen for my voice
the rocks and reef may steal your choice
but I'll be holding steady while you fall apart
I've watched you keep it together
through my departures and my mad returns
I was forlorn
I cried and clutched you in the morn
I thought I was leaving you to fall apart
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Back In My Arms
02:51
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Other faces and other places have left their traces on your neck
a cold car and a warm bar and I never thought I'd see you
Back in my arms
we don't have to talk about it
back in my arms
fight to understand
A rough ride to the south side where a dirty street didn't notice you
a county line is a clean crime and I never thought I'd see you
Back in my arms
we don't have to talk about it
back in my arms
fight to understand
I left you alone
maybe too alone
I touch my ear to your shattered faith
and you sing to me
You're home and I'm not alone you're in the corner looking your best
no fingerprints, I'm out of hints, I need to feel you against my chest
You're damaged goods and I'm damaged goods, the human heart is a neon blue
your lines show and your body glows I never thought I'd see you
Back in my arms
we don't have to talk about it
back in my arms
fight to understand
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Prayin' Man
03:44
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I wanna wake up early get my thoughts out on a page
to read the ancient words of God and feel like it's my place
Instead, I get more shut eye and make another plan
I guess I'm not a prayin' man.
I wanna know the words to say when the going has been rough
the screws are tight the water's high, enough has been enough
when heads are bent and hearts beat slow like the dying of a man
I wanna be a prayin' man
Prayin' man, prayin' man
salt of the earth and fat of the land
Prayin' man, prayin' man
I wanna be a prayin' man
I wanna hear your voice again come rumbling through the waves
strong and sweet like a baby's feet running from the grave
to laugh and cry so easily like only a child can
I wish I were a prayin' man
Prayin' man, prayin' man
salt of the earth and fat of the land
Prayin' man, prayin' man
I wanna be a prayin' man
Why is it so easy to find you in the dark
to feel and sense your presence in the doubt that fills my heart
the more I know the less I feel, the less seems real to me
I'm tired of believing in a ghost I cannot see
As l lay my babies down I kiss them each goodnight
I leave the room and I shut the door and I shut off all the lights
my love is strong but there's still so much that I'll never understand
oh lord I gotta be a prayin' man
Prayin' man, prayin' man
salt of the earth and fat of the land
Prayin' man, prayin' man
I wanna be a prayin' man
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9. |
Thin Pink Strand
05:02
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The flowers on the apple tree
happy to see them glowing in the morning sun
tomorrow they'll be gone
waiting on the ground
Will you remember me as the moon goes round?
A thin pink band of memory
stretches across the sky
a bird that eats out my hand cannot fly
Will you remember me as the days go by?
Cloud dwelling boy
sweet sleeping girl
perfect orbit 'round a broken world
When my mind is far away, sit with me a day and sing a new song
my arms are not that long
heart in your hand
I love you and your I Love NY band
Cloud dwelling boy
sweet sleeping girl
perfect orbit 'round a broken world
Shrouding the moon
a slight red sleeve
perfect orbit 'round a broken dream
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Mark Schirmacher Minneapolis, Minnesota
Mark Schirmacher is an American songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, and producer. For information on bookings or collaborations, visit www.markschirmacher.com.
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