1. |
Dark Eyes
03:30
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Dark Eyes
Got a big belly from the agonies you can't admit to.
I know you're full of them. I know you're delicate.
Throwing on some clothes because you fear everybody can see through.
Let's get down to brass tacks. You walk out and you can't come back.
I don't blame you for rejecting this body. I've tried to leave it the length of my life.
So why should you be different from anybody else.
Hand me my bottle, toss me my pipe...
I don't have dark eyes.
I don't have sad eyes.
Do I?
Got a thousand different chances to love that you can't commit to.
I know you are fooling them. You really think you are better than
the way you let them walk out and just abandon you.
Rush by in wolf packs, leaving you tied to the tracks.
Now I'm angry cause I feel like a woman
Now more crying and I will not be ignored.
I have fought I have struggled to change my position
but, this is how I was built. Brick by brick, board by board.
I don't have dark eyes.
I don't have sad eyes.
Do I?
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2. |
Greet Each Other
05:08
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Greet Each Other
All of these lost moments in time, when I was thinking of myself.
I never needed anything that had to come from somebody else.
I let you bring me down with reason. I watched you twist it into love.
Now these words are getting heavy and there is no place for them to settle.
This gets blown into...it. And no one's thinking of...
The way we greet each other.
I look you in the eyes.
Never to mistreat another.
Now we recognize.
Something so sweet oh lover
Careful for your love, your love.
Something so sweet oh lover
Careful for your love, your love, it dies.
My head is a cage the size of god, and there are millions of doors but they only open in.
So every now and then I need to catch my reflection
to see where I'm going, and to know where I have been.
In the way we greet each other.
I look you in the eyes.
Never to mistreat another.
Now we recognize.
Something so sweet oh lover
Careful for your love, your love.
Something so sweet oh lover
Careful for your love, your love, it dies.
Be careful...
So now I am fine to be alone. I wear my independence like a shield.
And if I think of you at all, I am thinking over distances.
I keep myself, I keep my heart, I keep it all concealed.
Till the day we great each other.
I look you in the eyes.
Never to mistreat another.
Now we recognize.
Something so sweet oh lover
Careful for your love, your love.
Something so sweet oh lover
Something so sweet, careful for your love...
These are our lives.
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3. |
He Loves
02:30
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He Loves
He's a dream that leaves me shaking trying to remember.
He is the summer sun that warms away the chills of December.
He is the only spark that can rekindle his dying ember.
Crazy as it may be... he loves me.
He is my right arm, I take for granted when he is near.
He is the brightest star that makes my souls darkness disappear.
He is the gently fingertips, how they wipe away my tears.
Crazy as it may be... he loves me.
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4. |
St. Hildegard
04:54
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St. Hildegard
It is too much, thinking about all of this. If I could let him go, if I could love him as a brother.
I feel adulterous and I haven't done anything yet. It is the thought of us of what we could discover.
It sends me reeling.
God, make me like Hildegard, won't you save me from this doom.
With your love, bring my heart to bloom.
Make me a mystic, take me soon.
Here in my bed alone, awake, tossing it over. All my memories how did it all begin?
If I could someone to love me the way that he loves her, someone who looks like him, acts like him, smells like him. I'm on my knees...
God, make me like Hildegard, save me from this burning.
With your love, free my heart from yearning.
I can almost taste it. Lover to beloved always turning.
And when it happens will it feel like little drops of sunshine?
Will it fill me up? Will it make me whole?
I'll spend my life in silent contemplation, but will I ever really know?
God, make me like Hildegard, won't you save me from this doom.
With your love, bring my heart to bloom.
Make me a mystic, take me soon.
Take me soon.
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5. |
I Am Strong
04:15
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I Am Strong
There's an old tree in the backyard with a fort and a tire swing
When in doubt of the future I would sit out there and sing
and I would sing out all my problems and release them to the world
and I will never quit singing though I may not be your girl.
And if I'm walking though a forest and I happen to get lost.
I will never give up searching, no matter what the cost.
I will try to find the answers I will never give up hope.
And even if I'm only singing I know somehow I will cope.
I am strong and I have seen worse times than this.
They are all fading into a musical bliss.
I am strong and I know I will survive.
There has got to be a reason, god, why I am still alive.
I am Strong.
In the quiet of my bedroom, in the middle of the night
I am talking to the silence, praying all will be made right.
But, I only find the comfort that I need from a song.
Too bad it can't go on forever, close my eyes and it is gone.
I am strong and I have seen worse times than this.
They are all fading into a musical bliss.
I am strong and I know I will survive.
There has got to be a reason, god, why I am still alive.
I am Strong.
And when I pick up my guitar and I strum a note or two,
somehow I start to feel completed and I know I'll make it through.
I can conquer any setback I can rebound any fall.
I am protected by my music; nothing hurts me after all. After all...
I am strong and I have seen worse times than this.
They are all fading into a musical bliss.
I am strong and I know I will survive.
There has got to be a reason, god, why I am still alive.
I am Strong.
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6. |
Leaves
05:06
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Leaves
I should have known better. If you would've wanted to, you would have asked me yourself.
On one knee, with rings and roses. Like in the movies, like in make believe.
Woke up this morning, feeling sunny and I think , where have my friends gone?
All in colors, flying past me. And life is full. Life is full. So why'd you want to bring that up?
So we talk to sunrise tying our dreams to a stone.
Gonna drag it to the river, some things you have to let go.
Get swallowed by the water, 'til its light don't show.
Then you reach out blind.
Grab another one up and carry it home.
Don't get too attached to a certain drop of water.
You may lose yourself to the sea.
Get tossed on the waves until you've all but forgotten.
And you think that you are really drowning.
Polish myself, so I will shine you fragile heart of tinted glass.
I gather these dreams to build on like a child with a pile of leaves.
Somethings are not meant to last.
So we talk to sunrise tying our dreams to a stone.
Gonna drag it to the river, some things you have to let go.
Get swallowed by the water, 'til its light don't show.
Then you reach out blind.
Grab another one up and carry it home.
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7. |
Medicine
04:33
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Medicine
My eyes are watering. I can't control the things a say.
Like it's a part of me, I can't make this go away.
I wish I were innocent, I could make a perfect shape.
Goddamn this nausea, I can't escape.
When you rule me like your medicine
Change my mood and change my mind.
I practice swallowing, god, I want to say the words.
I want to keep in time, but you're tearing at my insides.
And in your confidences, nothing sure I can declare.
Disregarding my senses, to step back and compare.
Whether or not you were honest with me, if I can even comprehend.
So lost you think you can define me, won't you tell me...is this how you love a friend?
Depend me like medicine, change my mood and change my mind.
This paranoia, oh, it eats at me. It strikes me blind. Its tearing at my insides.
My god, who am I? Turning, turning and I can't find me.
Turn to all my relatives and friends. From who all light and loving descends.
And still I am floundering. Give me my medicine.
My eyes are watering. I can't control the things a say.
Like it's a part of me, I can't make this go away.
I wish I were innocent, I could make a perfect shape.
Goddamn this nausea, I can't escape.
When you rule me like your medicine
Change my mood and change my mind.
I practice swallowing, god, I want to say the words.
I want to keep in time, but you're tearing at my insides.
So give me my medicine.
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8. |
Melody
04:59
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Melody
Melody, won't you comfort me.
Won't you hold me for a little while.
Promise me you'll stay by my side.
Harmony, sing a song for me.
Warm me with your sweet, sweet smile.
Walk me through the day; be my guide.
I don't want to live alone forever.
I don't want to live alone.
Nobody wants to.
Honesty, can you promise me.
Guide my heart from all distractions.
Bear me up on wings that will never melt.
Modesty, be a shield for me.
Protect my soul from scathing eyes.
Forgive all the damage I have ever dealt.
I don't want to live alone forever.
I don't want to live alone.
Nobody wants to.
It's early November and I feel
All of the sleeping leaves are falling to the ground.
I smell the sage that you burned here last winter.
But, I can't turn around.
Irony, you laugh in spite of me.
Tale the truth in my heart and pass it through my moving lips.
In to the air it slips unnoticed.
And so tonight I sleep knowing this.
I don't want to live alone forever.
I don't want to live alone.
Nobody wants to.
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9. |
Perception
06:16
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Perception
There is a thread that extends from your fingertips.
It is connected to the thread sprung out from mine.
And there are millions, there are millions of other connections.
Open hands, reflecting the divine.
Mirrors are false in their wisdom and vision.
If you fail to understand them, you are standing alone.
The image is dead when it hands you back your stare
Illusion and pretext, laid into the stone.
It is all in your perception.
Fraying and knotting when once your arms were outstretched.
Wind comes from pressure and pressure comes from difference.
Its a change and fluctuation. Time flows like syrup.
Do you see the unity? Do you see interdependence?
It is all in your perception.
You want to show me something different?
Thoughts change your vision. How you see what you think you see.
Perception controls everything eternally.
What is the only thing keeping you from me?
It gives us our selves, but never sets us free.
You may not ready to hear this, when you are I'll say it again.
You my not be ready to hear this, if you're not it will never end.
Your eyes are meat. Your flesh is over everything
In daily routines, when we neglect our thoughts.
And we stand in line in consumer segregation.
What do we find? Look at all this comfort you have sought,
because you bought into it.
It is all in your perception.
There is a thread that extends from your fingertips.
It is connected to the thread sprung out from mine.
And there are millions, there are millions of other connections.
Open hands, reflecting the divine.
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10. |
Persephone
05:39
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Persephone
I had so much potential when I was up there in the sun.
Protected in my youth, for my beauty. Oh, but that was then.
No man or woman is gonna come for me.
Not when they find out where I am.
You said, you'd make me your queen.
My mother, she is gonna search for me,
She will scour the earth.
And put the green to sleep.
Cover her garden in white.
But I swear, I cannot be made to love you.
Yes I swear, I cannot be made to love you.
Some people are gonna say I was asking for it.
Picking that little blue flower, so pretty.
How was I to know that you were trapping me?
Sheltered as I was in my naivety?
Fuck you! I don't need your sympathy.
You said you'd make me your queen.
I heard they've been making deals on my behalf
and you've been talking promises you've got no intention to keep.
Well, don't worry baby. I will eat the pomegranate.
To give the summer sun reprieve.
But I swear, I cannot be made to love you.
Yes I swear, I cannot be made to love you.
I swear I cannot be made to love you.
But I can choose to.
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11. |
Rainstorm
04:48
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Rainstorm
There's a rainstorm coming, it'll be here soon.
Its gonna wash away my pain and gloom.
As the rain comes pouring down I'll laugh and sing and dance around.
Gonna forget my childhood fears. Gonna look up and dry my tears.
And we can watch as the trees move with the wind.
And smile at the sky until the very end,
As the rain comes pouring down I'll laugh and sing and dance around.
Down by the stream there's a boy that swims
Into the light that never dims.
I see the smile on his face as his body moves with grace.
Gonna believe that its alright. I'm gonna be with him tonight.
And we can watch as the trees move with the wind
And smile at the sky until the very end.
I see the smile on his face as his body moves with grace.
I was in love before when I was young
I gave him up I was too high strung.
This time I will take it slow, follow the truth, go with the flow.
I'm gonna mellow out my mind. I'm gonna treat this whole world kind.
And we can watch as the trees move with the wind.
And smile at the sky until the very end.
This time I will take it slow, I get hurt but I still grow.
There's a rainstorm coming, it'll be here soon.
Its gonna wash away my pain and gloom.
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12. |
Say Babe
04:08
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Say Babe
Say babe I'm leaving you today for good.
Don't look surprised as I walk out, you knew I would.
You'll never find me. Not leaving tracks behind me.
And even if I could.
Don't try to look me in the eyes, I know you're blind
And if you finally see me now, I'll not change my mind.
You didn't know me, you just tried to show me.
You could be so kind.
Say babe I'm leaving you today for sure.
Take one last look at my face, you won't see me anymore.
Don't say you love me. Don't say you love me.
You never felt that way before.
Smoke a cigarette and smile, as I wave goodbye.
Turn my head and face the road, you'll never see me cry.
Whispers in the air, your fingers in my hair
As I leave you with a sigh.
Don't try to touch me anymore, I am cold as stone.
Invite me in I will not come. This is not my home.
I could have loved you. I could have loved you.
But, now you're here alone.
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13. |
Frying Fish
02:55
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Frying Fish
Peeling oranges with a knife.
Sitting on my grandpa's knee
I am ten years old and spending every second singing
Get out the way old Dan Tucker
You're too late to come for supper.
We'd go camping in the spring
And every year we'd have a garden.
Eating fresh tomatoes and getting sun burnt all the time.
Fireflies dancing in the air.
Ooh.
You can't stop time.
You grow old. We grow old.
You die. We die.
You can't stop time.
I wish we all could be together
while we still have bodies.
Maybe somewhere by the water, we could still go fishing.
Singing, Get out the way old Dan Tucker.
You're too late to come to supper.
I know that part of life is over
But, I want you all to know
I hold you deeply in my heart and carry this with me everywhere.
Fireflies dancing in the air.
Ooh.
You can't stop time.
But you can try.
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14. |
Six Words
05:44
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Six Words
Six words are for Nick Drake and the rest are for you.
Spending hours surrounded by smoke, someone I knew.
End this conversation, still I'll be he one to drive it home.
And we go, and we grow, like carving stone.
And I know you are drawing lines around me.
Pages of crystal keeping me where you think I should fit, yes.
After all I didn't want it turn into something dangerous
to all we have that is comfortable when in the end, yes, in the end
that comfort don't mean anything.
I know when you are seeing out of your good eye.
When you smile that certain way, you lie.
It is just a seed you bury, where it cannot grow.
But, don't be afraid. I am the only one who knows.
My love. And it shows, doesn't it?
But I won't tell you the story of my life.
And I won't write you any more letters.
So finish them, one thing at a time.
Lean against the door and strike me a pose.
He's too small now, you cant fit in his shadow.
The plates have spun and if I turn my head,
I know, I know my retro-vision.
I know when you are seeing out of your good eye.
When you smile that certain way, you deny.
It is just a seed you bury, where it cannot grow.
But, don't be afraid. I am the only one who knows.
My love. And it shows, doesn't it?
But I won't tell you the story of my life.
And I won't write you any more letters.
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15. |
Against the Window
04:43
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Against the Window
It hasn't rained here in over one thousand days
and every footstep kicks dust off the pavement.
This town in the mountains feels flat to me.
Two dimensional, Styrofoam filled faces
as far as I can see.
Everything I said that night in your car.
You slamming your head against the window.
Had I been on the other side, the other side of the glass
I could have seen, who you really are.
Now I am mixing over the details, sipping rum with a pineapple back
and staring at the wound, it's getting green around the corners
and other things I don't want to look at.
So I strike up a conversation with a dark eyed alcoholic
and he is starting down my shirt.
I am praying if that's what you call it.
Everything I said that night in your car.
You slamming your head against the window.
Had I been on the other side, the other side of the glass
I could have seen, who you really are.
And whether you could have loved me ever...
But I was inside with you,
when the moment passed.
Now I am tugging at the scar on your lower lip.
Squeezing shut my eyes as time rips into us.
Destroying the fragile netting, here where I can hear you breathe.
You turn your head to look away, what was it that made you leave.
Everything I said that night in your car.
You slamming your head against the window.
Had I been on the other side, the other side of the glass
I could have seen, who you really are.
And whether you could have loved me ever...
But I was inside with you,
when the moment passed.
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16. |
End Song
05:20
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End Song
No crying, everything's tasting like salt.
Fall lying, faithless it's nobody's fault.
Past dreaming, patience to wait out the dead.
Light streaming, sprung from the hole in my head.
Sprung from the words I have said.
With the world I am a miser, holding close I hold dear.
And closer still the fear.
In this pain do I seem wiser, has my vision become clear?
You will find no answers here.
Sweet silence, curse me with loss in your eyes.
This violence, twists on a clever disguise.
Soul searching, openness only to burn.
Angels perching, bu there are shadows awaiting my turn.
With the world I am a miser, holding close I hold dear.
And closer still the fear.
In this pain do I seem wiser, has my vision become clear?
You will find no answers here.
In the heart of a miser, where no one can stay.
The cold keeps them away.
Believing distance makes me wiser I will run trough every day.
Alone now come what may.
I'd love to, if I could feel anything now.
I'd love to if someone would just show my how.
I'd love to if there was a way to begin.
I'd love to, but I swore that I'd never feel this way again.
And so it ends.
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17. |
Who I Am
03:26
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Who I Am
To them, I am an angel
But I am playing a part
Dressed in satin dresses
With a pure white satin heart
That's who I am to them.
That's who I am.
To her I am a good friend.
Trustworthy and sweet
Never ever threatening
To the people that we meet
That's who I am to her.
That's who I am.
To him I am a dumb blonde.
Obsessed with my perfection.
Can't he see how lost I am
I don't recognize my own reflection.
That's who I am, to him.
That's who I am.
To me I am a prism.
You see what you want to see.
Just choose a face to look at.
And let the sunlight shine down on me.
And that's who I'll be , to you and to me.
That's who I'll be, to him and to her.
That's who I'll be, to them.
That's who I'll be, but is it really me?
Is it really me?
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Ember Lou Larson Prescott, Arizona
Composer and vocalist , Ember Lou Larson, has been writing and performing her own music since the age of ten. Lyrically poignant and achingly human, Ember's rich voice and intricate fingerstyle guitar illustrate an intimate depiction of the very personal process of self discovery and personality integration. Ember's dynamic writing style captures the desert forest of her current home, Prescott. ... more
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