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Little Lottie I
01:16
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Listen little Lottie you have nowhere left to go
but home is where you're running from
running towards the melting sun
beneath the rotting trees at last
won't you take this last dance
my dear
Speaking of last dance won't you give me just one chance
to uncover our story
and remind you of the glory
that you left behind with your heart
tied to a post
holding inside
my love
Take one look around little Lottie
this world is for you to
see and hold in your hands
Take a taste of the air
after all the wear and tear
it's still from your home lands
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I am my mother's child as I lay on the ground
You are another boy that I accidentally found
I'll be a notch on your belt if you'll be one on mine
I'll be your favorite way to waste some time
You said you're broken, you look fine to me
You just forgot grace, you just like being mean
It's the weight of this mistake that I hate
Let's slip, let's slide into the dark of the day
Making promises, promises that are only for play
Take my hand and pretend that you can feel
While we lie to ourselves what is real isn't real
You said we're just friends, you know that's wrong
You've been warned of this, now you are my song
It's the weight of this mistake that I hate
Don't look at me like I hurt you like her
Don't blame it on me, it's just the liquor
Pretentious illiterate is only charmed at first
You've bled in my hair, and that's not the worst
You're scared of me now, as I am of you
I'm still wondering how I pulled this through
It's the weight of this mistake that I hate
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3. |
Giving Tree
04:43
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don't know how it started
Or how it will end
But something inside my mind
Is already dead
I don't know if this is okay
Or if this is wrong
But now I'm here in my corner
Writing your song
Giving tree please leave me
At night I lay awake
With you on my mind
Finding things to wonder
To pass the time
Then you gave into your old
Curiosity
You gave new meaning to life
At the sake of me
Giving tree please leave me
I'll never be your friend
I'll always be what you can't have
So let's just walk away
So I don't get too sad,
Sad
Giving tree please leave me
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4. |
The House and The Home
03:42
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You said you hadn't seen your father in 400 days
And I said that I thought that was okay
Because you had me from that moment 'til morning light
We sat together on pillows on hard wooden floor
Basking in the blue light from the movie you'd seen before
You tried to touch me but it never would feel right
And no, it's not okay to look back there again
I know, you never wanted to hate your worst friend
The house and the home
Walking softly in our socks to your room for the last time
Holding back laughter telling ourselves that this is fine
We locked the door against your mother's word
Put on some love, light up the scents and fill the space
With the words you meant,
Searching for truth on my face
I told you to stop, you said you never heard
And no, it's not okay to take what isn't yours
I know, I'm sure that I was a tempting lure
The house and the home
You call it skinny, you call it weak
Quoting the words that I used to speak
To your ear softly, lips on your skin
I told you that I'd be the one to sink into
Your mind into your heart, I'd steal the hole
You were trying to fill, to heal the soul
That you claimed you had but I never saw
For my legacy is as your only flaw
The house and the home
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She told me I was a wolf,
for the blood that stained my teeth.
I stood with a purpose and drive,
to come out better than I seemed.
Oooh
And the little one was a rabbit,
nervous and scared and shy.
Wondering what the use was,
if she couldn't even fly.
Oooh
But mama was always a bird,
she didn't need anyone's word.
Don't let yourself fade away,
I always heard her say.
Take what you want when you can,
and find yourself a good man.
But don't tie yourself to the ground,
fall in love with your own sound.
Oooh
She told me I was a wolf,
for the blood that ran from my eyes.
I never would understand,
what it really meant to cry.
Oooh
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6. |
Visual Snow
03:55
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You’re like visual snow, you aren’t really here
You’re taking up time and causing me fear
Blockading the light that comes from behind
You’re just an image caused by my mind
The heat that you’re causing can’t be that true
The skin against mine, there’s no way it’s you
This game that we’ve played on the t.v.
Imagine the static all over me
And I still feel you
Prisoner’s lights in their dark rooms
Dancing around hoping that soon
The visual snow will come back to stay
And the t.v. static will continue to play
Over your body and all over mine
You’re like visual snow clouding my mind
Take one last look motion picture we made
All these photos caused our night to fade
And I still feel you
Over your body and all over mine
You're like visual snow
And I still feel you
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Favorite Child
04:10
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I caught you once in the backyard
With a rock and a dying squirrel
Eight years old, through tears
You said you loved not the animal but the kill
On the news images of you, your refrigerator sealed tight
On the news images of used boys you kissed too hard at night
And I still see your eyes in my mirror
No one ever wants to hear
How you were my favorite child
Did I hold your hand to tightly crossing the street
Did I teach those fingers to crave and seek
The heart they found in your freezer
Was it yours next to the thought of me?
And I still see your eyes in my mirror
No one ever wants to hear
How you were my favorite child
"How could you not see this coming" they say
When you were small I told you
You could grow up to be
Anything
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8. |
Piece of Gold
04:37
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Modena is where my love lies
Over high hill sides and under blue skies
Piece of gold
You are my home
Piece of gold
You are my home
Modena is where my love cries
Over near the white horse
Crying from his bleeding eye
Piece of gold
You are my home
Pice of gold
You are my home
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Muse
04:32
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The smiles I shared with you
May have already been used
But it was all a game
You can't say you didn't play
And if I left a mark
Tracing circles on your skin in the dark
Know you left one too
My scars are mistaken for tattoos
I gave you all I was
And all that I had to use
To use
I was your muse
If you're free from my eyes
You just want back inside
And if it's just this game,
Then, who should they blame?
And I know what they've said
But there's nothing left to shed
Now I'm fading away
You still want to play
I gave you all I was
And all that I had to use
To use
I was your muse
Call me if you need a rescue
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10. |
Little Lottie II
01:17
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Listen little Lottie you were the light of his life
That never truly was a whole
You were the one sin of his soul
In a little lonely town
That he just happened to have found
By chance
Speaking of a chance, what happened to our one last dance
That we hid in our musings
And left behind with the last spring
Before time got up and ran away with our rusted luck
To find a new frontier
Now that you have grown and are almost on your own
Don't look back with broken tears
Finding a new day at the ending of the play
Will not silence all your fears
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As a 21 year old singer/songwriter, Jenny Founds has established herself by touring with the School of Rock All-Stars for 5 years, playing fifteen national/international tours, headlining Lollapalooza, Austin City Limits, B.B. Kings in NYC, The Electric Factory and World Cafe Live in Philadelphia, with guest stars such as Jon Anderson from Yes, Perry Farrell of Jane's Addiction, and Slash. ... more
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