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BLUE NILE
Blue Nile…watching the blue water
Blue Nile…watching the day break
Blue Nile…so much like blue water
Blue Nile…so much like heartache
So much like heartache
All along the river where the tall birds sway
And the women crowd the shore
You can watch the river and the birds of prey
I don't do that anymore
Blue Nile…floating on blue diamonds
Blue Nile…floating on blue lake
Blue Nile…filling with blue water
Blue Nile…making my heart break
Making my heart break
By the muddy river where the tall birds sway
And the women crowd the shore
Get too near the river you get in their way
I won't do that anymore
Blue Nile…nothing like blue water
Blue Nile…nothing like daybreak
Blue Nile…nothing but blue water
Blue Nile…what can the heart take
How much can the heart take
Kelly Flint: Vocals
David Cantor: Guitar
Jeff Eyrich: Bass
Jon Dryden: Piano
Richard Crooks: Drums
Fred Walcott: Percussion
Bernhard Ullrich: Soprano Sax
CHASING THE WHITE LINE DOWN
Three days from Culver
Had nothing left to show there
Chasing the white line down
Chasing the white line down
Gun metal sunrise
Sweet sight for these shunned eyes
Chasing the white line down
Taking it town by town
Chasing the white line down…
Soft yielding shoulder
Cold was never colder
Chasing the white line down…
Naked ambition
The underage edition
Chasing the white line down
Trampling the sacred ground
Chasing the white line down…
Shedding a tear for the blessed
Saying a prayer for the rest
Saying goodbye to the best, in me
Desert town of Dover
There's someone that I know there
Spreading the blame around
Chasing the white line down…
Kelly Flint: Vocal
David Cantor: Guitar
Jeff Eyrich: Bass, Background Vocal
Jon Dryden: Piano
Bob Malone: Electric Piano
Rich Zukor: Drums
Fred Walcott: Percussion
Steve Gluzband: Flugel Horn
Tom Beckham: Vibes
CINDER
There's a girl in a window
Twisting braids in her hair
There's a girl in a window
But there's no window there
She is weaving her fingers
Through each tangle and turn
It's a moment to linger
It's a moment to burn
CHORUS:
The world's a cinder
Yo soy muy linda
Sit back and watch me...
There's a bird in the cupboard
There's a bird at the gate
There's a bird on my headboard
And a bird on my plate
There's a cloudburst of starlings
Pouring down on the square
And a girl in a window
Twisting braids in her hair
CHORUS
I've been talking a blue streak
But it's all so absurd
With this small noisy creature
Tearing holes in my words
There’s a glass on the nightstand
And a bed still unmade
And a girl in a window
With her hair in a braid
CHORUS 2x
Kelly Flint: Vocal
David Cantor: Guitar
Jeff Eyrich: Bass
Rich Zukor: Drums, Djembe
Roger Bruno: Accordion, Shakers
Steve Gluzband: Flugel Horn
DOG’S LIFE
The sun's intervention is creeping 'cross the floor
I turn with a heart heavy sigh
The bone of contention is hanging from the door
It's one more day in a dog's life
The bells of the churchyard are ringing soft and sweet
The day of redemption is nigh
So what sort of fresh hell can I expect to meet
When I'm already stuck in a dog's life
It's a dog's life I'm sorry to say
It's a dog's life but I make my own way
And each good intention
Is never quite that pure
This dog's life is hard to endure
In my estimation it's tough to stake your claim
In a world full of torments and lies
You can't pull your reputation from the flames
And you can't squeeze love from a dog's life
It's a dog's life that's easy to say
It's a dog's life but I make my own way
And each good intention
Goes right into the sewer
This dog's life is hard to endure
I woke up this morning and found my TV on
I was wrapped in its glorious light
I woke up this morning and found my lover gone
And I took my place in the dog's life
It's a dog's life I'm sorry to say
It's a dog's life but I make my own way
And each good intention
Is never quite that pure
This dog's life is hard to endure
It's a dog's life it pains me to say
It's a dog's life and I make my own way
No ounce of prevention
Will kill you like the cure
This dog's life is hard to endure
Kelly Flint: Vocal
David Cantor: Guitar, Ukulele
Jeff Eyrich: Bass
Jon Dryden: Piano
Rich Zukor: Drums
J. Walter Hawkes: Trombone
EVERLASTING NO
Charley stands on the block
In a shoe and one grey sock
I try to care
But that never gets you anywhere
So I sit in this booth
Drinking slow, divining truth
And the long, long way to go
To the everlasting no
From her fire escape seat
Miranda guards the street
While on her bed,
A newborn baby lays its head
It's a boy it's a girl
It's one more chump against the world
With a long, long way to go
All for that everlasting no
I had breakfast with my father
In a downtown luncheonette
And we sat and eyed each other
With suspicion and regret
Then I walked down to the river
Where the boats would pitch and woo
And the river said "Forgive her”
I could swear it said "Forgive her”
But it wouldn't tell me who
Had no fear, had no doubt
Had this racket all scammed out
A real hard case
Then I chanced to look upon your face
It's a gift, it's a curse
Either way, it 's getting worse
But so hard to let it go
To your everlasting no
Kelly Flint: Vocals
David Cantor: Guitar
Jeff Eyrich: Bass
Jon Dryden: Electric Piano
Rich Zukor: Drums, Percussion
HOW DO YOU BREAK A HEART?
A half-used jar of some strange lotion
A dimestore ring without its stone
A turn of the latch and then it's open
A turn of a phrase and then it's gone
Inside these walls no word is spoken
Inside these words a one-note song
I push at the skin but it's been broken
I push at the skin a bit too long
CHORUS:
But how do you break a heart?
How do you break a heart?
How do you break a heart?
We stuff ourselves with cool and cunning
We're quick to hide our reckless grace
A glimpse of your eyes
The work is stunning
A glimpse of your past is all the rage
CHORUS
I push at the words as if I'm joking
I push at the words as if they're wrong
CHORUS 2x
Kelly Flint: Vocal
David Cantor: Guitar
Jeff Eyrich: Bass
Jon Dryden: Piano
Richard Crooks: Drums
Fred Walcott: Percussion
Tom Beckham: Vibes
Randy Reinhart: Trumpet
I LOST MY NATURE
CHORUS
I lost my nature and my loved one left me
I lost my nature and my loved one left me
I lost my nature and my loved one left me
Don't lose your nature
I read the testimony 'bout the holy man
Went to the heart of Queens to find this holy man
My health and essence were restored by his holy hands
Saved by the holy man
CHORUS
Don't be a slave to pain
Its loss will be your gain
Take car or bus or train...
I lost my nature and my loved one left me
A poison in the blood had come upon me
They gave me weeks to live and pills to calm me
But then the holy man with just his palm he
Brought back my nature
CHORUS
No need to bear such pain
Its loss will clear your brain
Take car or bus or train...
I lost my nature and my loved one left me
I was a drunkard with a hatred for the world
I just kept drinking till the barroom spun and swirled
I'd lost my nature and I could not love this world
Now I love the world
CHORUS 2x
Kelly Flint: Vocal
David Cantor: Guitar
Jeff Eyrich: Bass, Background Vocal
Jon Dryden: Organ
Rich Zukor: Drums
Fred Walcott: Bongos
Larry Siegel: Maracas
Bernhard Ullrich: Tenor Sax
Tom Beckham: Vibes
KISS ME QUICK
I've had kisses from the best
And all the rest, except from you
No time for tricks, just kiss me quick
Let's see what you can do
I've had kisses hot and cold
Shy and bold, they did not do
So kiss me quick and make it stick
And I will stick with you
I'm done messing
With every pair of lips in town
And I'm guessing
You kiss me right, I'll come around
I've had kisses make me blue
Give me flu, taste like glue
So kiss me quick...etc.
You've been moping
Because I seem to get around
Well stop your moping
Just kiss me right, I'll settle down
And though I've learned
A trick or two
Your lips should teach me something new
So kiss me quick...etc.
Kelly Flint: Vocal
David Cantor: Guitar
Jeff Eyrich: Bass
Jon Dryden: Piano
Rich Zukor: Drums, Percussion
Bernhard Ullrich: Saxes, Clarinet
SANDMAN
I've been waiting for the Sandman
I've been tossing all night
I've been waiting for the Sandman
But he's nowhere in sight
He's sprinkled his dream-dust all over the town
And everybody else is sleeping cozy and sound
I've been waiting for the Sandman
But he won't come around
Don't know why I think about you
It's too hard to explain
Wish I didn't think about you
Guess you're stuck in my brain
I can picture you sleeping all snuggled and tight
But what are these dreams that keep you smiling all night
I've been waiting for the Sandman
But he hasn't arrived
Close my eyes
And I could wear a million different faces
I could be a bird in flight
I could be the boy whose wings have melted
I keep waiting for the Sandman
He continues to hide
I keep waiting for the Sandman
Seems he's taken your side
Sleep is a place he doesn't want me to go
'Cause sleep would bring a peace he doesn't want me to know
I've been waiting for the Sandman
But the Sandman won't show...
Kelly Flint: Vocal
David Cantor: Guitar
Jeff Eyrich: Bass
Rich Zukor: Drums, Bongos, Shakers
Bernhard Ullrich: Tenor Sax
J. Walter Hawkes: Trombone
Lalo: Vibes
SEX WTIHOUT BODIES
I was watching this movie
On my VCR
The things they were doing
Just a little bizarre
The expression of passion
Amid sweat and chlorine
They were five of the happiest people
That I've ever seen
Sex without bodies
Sex without pain
Sex of such passion
No mere words could explain
It's the incoming fashion
It's an oncoming train
I may never go back to the reall thing again
I called up this number
This girl Angela spoke
She started to whimper
I started to choke
Before it was over
I called out her name
And you may not believe this
But she did the same
Sex without bodies
Sex without blame
Sex on the wire
Between shadow and shame
It's the fear of desire
It's the fire without flame
I may never go back to the reall thing again
I met this guy Carlos
He took me upstairs
He sat me in one one one
Of two comfortable chairs
He sat in the other
So cool and contained
And the rest of the evening
This is how we remained
Having sex without bodies
Sex without hate
Sex in this city
Has become a garrison state
I don't care if she's pretty
I don't care if he ain't
I may never go back to the reall thing again
I may never go back to the reall thing again
We may never go back to the reall thing again
(c) David Cantor
SMALL BLACK HEART
We've done our time
There's nothing left to mend
It's no big crime
It's just the way things end
So despite the mauling
It won't be falling apart
It's such a small black heart
It's not assault
It's not like Rome was burned
It's not your fault
No need to be concerned
Forget the soft shoe dance
'Cause there was no real chance from the start
For such a small black heart
Yet I must assert It wasn't always so
But with each new hurt
The smaller it would grow
Till, black from blue
It turned into this scarred and tiny ball
That hangs on just for spite
And, barely then
And barely then...
So save your breath
It's not as if you lied
It's not quite death
It’s just a thing that's died
Now every wound you nurse
Inflicts a pain far worse than the smart
From such a small black heart...
Kelly Flint: Vocal
David Cantor: Guitar
Jeff Eyrich: Bass
Jon Dryden: Piano
Rich Zukor: Drums
Bernhard Ullrich: Tenor Sax
STILL SHE KNOWS
There's a tune by Bach
Running through her head
There's a half moon clock
Frozen by the bed
It just needs a spring or two
There's a knot in time
That she can't undo
Still she knows she hasn't lost you
There's a telephone
From the Hotel Pontchartrain
There's a piece of bone
On a fourteen carat chain
From a boy that she once knew
And her mother's eyes
Which she wears like new
Still she knows that she hasn't lost you
Still she knows…
Still she knows…
Still she knows…
Like a work of art
That she did not plan
Like the human heart
Beating in her hand
Such a dazzling shade of blue
There's a life she's lived
That she can't undo
Still she knows that she hasn't lost you
Still she knows that she hasn't lost you
Kelly Flint: Vocal
David Cantor: Guitar
Jeff Eyrich: Bass
Jon Dryden: Electric Piano
Roger Bruno: Accordion
Rich Zukor: Drums
THE WORLD IN WHICH WE LIVE
It's getting smaller so they say
The world in which we live today
It's getting small in every way
The world in which we live today
When the wind blows through Nepal
Strange but I don't feel it sting
When it burns in the Transvaal
Strange but I feel nothing
CHORUS
Strike the bells of Notre Dame
Strange but I don't hear them ring
Come the rains of Vietnam
Strange but I feel nothing
Like a pearl
Lost in the interstellar dark
Spins the world
Aglow with an inner spark
Boy and girl
Grateful they get to play a part
Seize the world
And then gently crush it to their hearts
CHORUS
Like a pearl
Lost in the interstellar night
Spins the world
Aglow with an inner light
Boy and girl
Grateful we get to play a part
Seize the world
And then gently crush it to our hearts
CHORUS 2x
Kelly Flint: Vocal
David Cantor: Guitar
Jeff Eyrich: Bass, Background Vocal
Jon Dryden: Piano
Richard Crooks: Drums
Fred Walcott: Percussion
Bernhard Ullrich: Tenor Sax
WHO WOULD GUESS
While shadows dance like lovers on the wall
Our fingers seek
We barely speak
The strangeness of it all
And if a million other girls
Have done the things we do
CHORUS:
Who would guess
Who would guess
It's our time
May seem a bit ridiculous to say
But with each breath
A little death
That takes my breath away
And if a million other girls
Have done these same things too
CHORUS
A day or two
And we'd have never met
How lucky can you get
Won't try to pass this off as deeper truth
Can't chalk this up to destiny
Or wild and reckless youth
And if a million other girls
Have said these same words too
CHORUS 2x
Kelly Flint: Vocal
David Cantor: Guitar
Jeff Eyrich: Bass
Jon Dryden: Electric Piano
Roger Bruno: Accordion, Shakers
Lalo: Vibes
Rich Zukor: Drums, Bongos
Bernhard Ullrich: Tenor Sax
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