1. |
Change
04:07
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It surely seems that I forgot
Nighttime can still get hot
All winter— temperatures,
They drop down with the sun
So is that why you wanna leave?
We've slept in fear ‘cause rates are cheap
And you needed heat
Well, now everybody’s got some
And got some…
Change
Spillin’ out the Mason’s on the window ledge
Loose, Collectin’
Guess it’s time to reckon what to save what to spend
What to spend, what to spend, what to spend…
It surely seems that we forget
Harsh things can still be said
By rosy lips in bed
Well, I’ve hushed that mouth before
So does it mean it’s meant to last?
If sheets are clean and storms are past?
Not a question asked
About what we can’t afford
Change
Spillin’ out the Mason’s on the window ledge
Loose, Collectin’
Guess it’s time to reckon what to save what to spend
What to spend, what to spend, what to spend…
It surely feels like we’ve been here
I know those hands, they know these tears
But this time,
It’s not quite like the last one
Oh there you were all dressed for sleep
I’d never heard that talk was cheap
Thought I could pocket dreams
But words sure way a half ton
You know, just like…
Change
Spillin’ out the Mason’s on the window ledge
Loose, Collectin’
Guess it’s time to reckon what to save what to spend
What to spend, what to spend, what to spend…
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2. |
Green is Green
04:31
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Green eyes
Windows to foreign skies
Never cried
Dried accidental lies
They look to God
Ain’t a prayer that ain’t been tried
Still no proof
Just a pretty, painted private pride
My, my
Private pride and pallets grey
Now, who’s to say
They borderline the blues away?
If ya don’t mind,
Her fairytale puts night away
And day’s just day
Green is green
And grey is grey
(Oh, woah)
She don’t quite know why scale her walls
No braid to climb, no way to fall
Why do you dare to get involved
To wait in line, to meet them all
She don’t quite get what there’s to gain
Out in her yard, shoutin’ her name
Why do you dare to play that game?
To wait in line, to end the same
She don’t, she don’t
She don’t, she don’t know
She don’t, she don’t
She don’t, she don’t know why they dare
She don’t, she don’t
She don’t, she don’t know
Keeps her long hair
Tucked inside her window
Long legs
Ladders, a prince’s chase
Never stayed
Innocently walked away
Swear to God
Ain’t a pawn that ain’t been played
Still no proof
Yet, you’re stickin’ through this stone cascade
(Oh, woah)
She don’t quite know why scale her walls
No braid to climb, no way to fall
Why do you dare to get involved
To wait in line, to meet them all
She don’t quite get what there’s to gain
Out in her yard, shoutin’ her name
Why do you dare to play that game?
To wait in line, to end the same
She don’t, she don’t
She don’t, she don’t know
She don’t, she don’t
She don’t, she don’t know why they dare
She don’t, she don’t
She don’t, she don’t know
Keeps her long hair
Tucked inside her window
Keep ‘em comin’
Oh, keep ‘em comin’
Pebbles pitter patterin’
Then end up in the gutter
And love becomes an utterin’
Loves to keep you wonderin’
All them locks she’s lyin’ in
She must be hidin’ somethin’ in
She don’t quite know why scale her walls
No braid to climb, no way to fall
Why do you dare to get involved
To wait in line, to meet them all
She don’t quite get what there’s to gain
Out in her yard, shoutin’ her name
Why do you dare to play that game?
To wait in line, to end the same
She don’t, she don’t
She don’t, she don’t know
She don’t, she don’t
She don’t, she don’t know why they dare
She don’t, she don’t
She don’t, she don’t know
Keeps her long hair
Tucked inside her window
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3. |
Always Right
04:56
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I remember when
Believe it or not,
We were on fire
Burnin’ like the sun
Oh, hot, hot
Hot
I remember when
You were always wrong
And I would always win
And you would always take less
Now you’re gone and now
I’m a mess
And I don’t think it all the time
But sometimes I think
I’d like to call you mine
Tell ya, we had the best of nights
Now they’re just alright
And I don’t worry all the time
But sometimes I worry
I’m fadin’ from your mind
Well, I miss the fire
I miss the fights
And you were always right
Heard ya moved to a town
Nobody’s heard of before
But, ya can’t slow down
There’s no other way
Anymore
To keep warm
Oh, I understand
I’ve been busy, myself
And if ya must know
Well, there’s
Been a few
But ain’t been no one else
And I don’t worry all the time
But sometimes I worry
I’m fadin’ from your mind
Well, I miss the fire
I miss the fights
And you were always right
I miss the steady sound
Of your heartbeat talking with my heart
I miss the sturdy ground
And your two feet walking with my two feet
I miss the whispering
I miss the yelling and the screaming and the shouting
Oh what I wouldn’t give
To have my heart beating out of my chest like that again
And I don’t worry all the time
But sometimes I worry
I’m fadin’ from your mind
Well, I miss the fire
I miss the fights
And you were always right
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4. |
It's Funny
04:19
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There’s a vibrant floral square
Up on the parlor wall there
Where your smile once contently hung
From your young face
Amidst the dirt and all the dust
That Father Time done raised up
That now reside all residentially
In that duller space
You know, it’s funny
Before I took the frame down
I don't recall your cheery gaze
Wanderin’ or followin’ me ‘round
But, now, it’s creepy
Because the longer I stare
Somebody must’ve burned your eyes
Into the paper, I swear
I swear
There’s a tear stain, tea stain,
And a few cents of loose change
On the sofa where I’d hold ya
Through the eye of your storm
Beside the fire, below the mantle
And your face floral form
It’s hard to fathom that these flames
Once ever kept your feet warm
You know, it’s funny
I got so used to your touch
When you were here and pulled me near
It wouldn’t phase me that much
But, now, it’s creepy
As I’m alone on the couch
I feel somebody leanin’ on me
It's you body, no doubt
No doubt
I tossed the couch and tore the paper down
The parlor is new
Rolled on a deep shade of blue
Made sure to paint over you
Now steppin’ back, although it’s hard to see
Your face anymore
Swear I can hear the eerie creek
Of your cold feet on the floor
You know, it’s funny
I thought the hauntin’ was done
But now I see that our love house
And our love coffin are one
It's just too creepy
Which no decor can prevail
There’s only one thing I can do
I put the house up for sale
Up for sale
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5. |
Michael
04:21
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Michael,
Where are you hiding these days?
You know
No one could ever replace
My boy
So, just come out of your place
You’re safe
Mhmm
Regrets
are better shared with a friend
Please trust
I’ll keep your secrets from them
Oh, Micheal
I’d die twice over again
With your past
Your past
But time won’t wait for me to catch you up
Won’t wait for no one’s broken heart to heal
No, no, no
I’m hurt without you, you don’t have to
Be alone, leave me alone in how you feel
No, no, no
We all know pain
But time don’t wait
Michael,
You’ve caused a lot of pain for me
Took my heart
And you broke it gracefully
Oh, but I know
No one replaces me and
My boy
Not me and my boy
So, now,
It’s about time to come home to me
It’s dark out
I’ll leave the kitchen light on to see
You help yourself
But then you head up to bed with me
And, Michael, don’t forget
To put the bread back in the pantry
‘Cause time won’t wait for me to catch you up
Won’t wait for no one’s broken heart to heal
No, no, no
I’m hurt without you, you don’t have to
Be alone, leave me alone in how you feel
No, no, no
We all know pain
But time don’t wait
Time won’t wait for me to catch you up
Won’t wait for no one’s broken heart to heal
No, no, no
I’m hurt without you, you don’t have to
Be alone, leave me alone in how you feel
No, no, no
We all know pain
But time don’t
Time won't
Time won’t wait for me to catch you up
Won’t wait for no one’s broken heart to heal
No, no, no
I’m hurt without you, you don’t have to
Be alone, leave me alone in how you feel
No, no, no
We all know pain
But time don’t wait
credits
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6. |
Corner Cafe
04:38
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Goodbyes
Come in threes and fours and fives
Well, I’m waiting on a call
My mind
Never settles in the city these nights
Cars pass, memories dance
With my thoughts up on the wall
And at my house
We’re standing ‘neath the street light singing
And right now
Seems so far away
And at your place,
The tea pot in the kitchens ringing
And I say
“Well, I’m okay if you’re okay”
And at Pete’s on 3rd,
You’re sippin’ dark roast
And you heed the words:
“Young love is an old hoax.”
Goodbyes
Come in good-willed, heartfelt lies
Now, my phone’s begun to rot
My mind
Went jogging through the city last night
Heart’s race, chasing down names
Of the faces I forgot
And at my house
We’re standing ‘neath the street light singing
And right now
Seems so far away
And at your place,
The tea pot in the kitchens ringing
And I say
“Well, I’m okay if you’re okay”
And at Pete’s on 3rd,
I’m zipping my coat
And I heed the words:
“Young love is a quick, common cold.”
Stuck between naive and cynics
No such thing as realistic
Though, coffee taught me one thing
About honesty
Shaking in corner cafe
Can’t say what you need to say
Well, don’t you dare say
“Someday, maybe, probably…”
Shaking in a corner franchise
Can’t keep your eyes on my eyes
Just take good care if nothing’s there
To promise me
And at Pete’s on 3rd,
You’re sipping dark roast
And you heed the words:
“Young love is an old hoax.”
And at Pete’s on 3rd,
I’m zipping my coat
And I heed the words:
“Young love is a quick, common cold.”
Said, “Excuse me sir,
I’ll take mine to go…”
Heed them now, hope someday
Maybe we’ll know
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Cait Arq Chicago, Illinois
Cait Arq is a Chicago-based singer and songwriter. She draws musical influence from classic to modern folk, alt-country,
pop, soul, and art-rock music. In every song and performance, Cait Arq aims to harness the potential for depth and magic through her main vehicles of poetic lyricism, playful melodies and poignant vocal delivery.
She is also a member of Chicago folkfunk Band, Saltwater Tap.
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