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Borrowed Name
04:49
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I made a mask with all the strongest threads I could find
Sewed it up with trembling hands in my spare time
My whole youth went by before I ever saw a sign
Of a life so in disguise you'd never know it was mine
On the 3rd day of the last month of the year
I wore that mask amid uncertainty and fear
Soon a gathered crowd began to sneer
Who you trying to be, Girl?
There's no room for your kind here
There's an impostor here
Snuck in with the dark through an open vein
Laid bare the lies I told
Did it all with a borrowed name
There's an impostor here
Ran out in the rain with a rattling chain
Laid bare what I denied
Now it's me, a song, and a borrowed name
If who you are is not the same as who you been
And what you do is not the same as what you done
If the truth is like a bullet from a gun
You can hide but that's a story you'll never outrun
There's an impostor here
Snuck in with the dark through an open vein
Laid bare the lies I told
Did it all with a borrowed name
There's an impostor here
Ran out in the rain with a rattling chain
Laid bare what I denied
Now it's me, a song, and a borrowed name
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2. |
Amelia
04:35
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I wanna be Amelia
Flying over the ocean
So high on an idea
The only way down is a nose dive
I wanna be Amelia
Lose myself in a mission
Tangle up in the weeds of
My soul's great ambition
Try as they did to ground her
She risked it all for a flight dream
Shattered glass of cloud ceiling
I wanna be more like Amelia
I wanna be St. Cecelia
Sing my heart up to God
So in love with devotion
Not even death could deter
I wanna be St. Cecelia
In league with the angels
No sword was sharp enough
To silence her song
Try as they did to break her
She resolved to sustain
Joy and praise bubbled over
I wanna be more like St. Cecelia
I wanna be Anaïs Nin
So alive in her passion
Flawed but feverish
To create a life she lost
I wanna be Anaïs Nin
Alight on an ink pen
Set fire to a tinder box
Just to feel some heat
Try as they did to tame her
She ran wild with desire
Rules were hers for the breaking
I wanna be more like Anaïs Nin.
Oh, Amelia
Come to me, St. Cecelia
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3. |
Enemy
03:39
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There's a turf war in my bed
One side my heart and the other my head
Guns blaze when the sun has set
And when it rise I'm left for dead
Two captains in one ship
The floor leans left and the sail is ripped
Two heads could be better than one
But they're hell bent axe swinging until there are none
Running for cover
Lord don't take me under
Deaf ear to my own plea
I am my own worst enemy
Signed a truce on the back of my hand
To mend this divided land
Built a bridge, then I burned it down
Sailed mercy's ship and let it run aground
Running for cover
Lord don't take me under
Deaf ear to my own plea
I am my own worst enemy
What won't bend will break
No matter what's at stake
It's time to drop all arms
Drop guard, drop step instead of dropping bombs.
Running for cover
Lord don't take me under
Deaf ear to my own plea
I am my own worst enemy
Where are you peacemaker?
Where are you, my savior?
I am my own peacemaker
Can I be my own savior?
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4. |
Rotary Dial
04:25
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I'm gonna trade my cell for a rotary dial
Curly cord 10 feet from the kitchen wall
I may go weeks without talking at all
I'm gonna trade my cell for a rotary dial
I'm gonna trade email for a note on the door
Love, So-and-So, I'll stop back after 4
I may go weeks without writing at all
I'm gonna trade email for a note on the door
I'm gonna trade TV for a hill with a view
I'll take a nap in the grass if I choose
I may go weeks without writing hearing the news
I'm gonna trade TV for a hill with a view
I'm gonna trade this world for the one in my soul
World says I need more but I'm already full
I may go weeks without leaving at all
I'm gonna trade this world for the one in my soul
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5. |
Patient
05:27
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Twisted hollowed log alone in the middle of a wood
Surrounded by the ash of a fire that burned too long
It's been waiting for the rain to bring the green again
Well, I've been waiting on time
But time wasn't waiting for me
Come heal me
I'll be patient if you'll be kind
Come heal me
I'll be Patience's if you'll be kind
Find this hollowed heart and fill me
Come heal me
I'll be patient
There's a clearing in the wood where light can reach the ground
And everything there feels right and warm like home
I'd love to find that again
But it always seems somewhere behind
'Cause I've been racing time
While time was waiting for me
Come heal me
I'll be patient if you'll be kind
Come heal me
I'll be Patience's if you'll be kind
Find this hollowed heart and fill me
Come heal me
I'll be patient
All in good time
All in good time
Turn off my mind
And give it all to time
Turn off my pride
And give it all to time
Underneath it all a spring runs cool and pure
It washes all the roots until they come clean again
I'll dig down deep enough to drink from that spring
No need to fight with time
'Cause time's a friend to me
Come heal me
I'll be patient if you'll be kind
Come heal me
I'll be Patience's if you'll be kind
Find this hollowed heart and fill me
Come heal me
I'll be patient
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6. |
Ember
02:30
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Here comes the dark
I'll bring the light
It's more than just a flash
Oh, will you trust me?
Here comes the fear
I'll bring the brave
It's more than just a childlike tendency to jump
I am a warrior
I am a child soldier
Dust from a star
I am an ember
And I am here to burn
You underestimate my voice
It may be small
But it comes straight from Heaven's window
I see the torture that you feel
With each choice and consequence
But I always fall in grace
I am a warrior
I am a child soldier
Dust from a star
I am an ember
And I am here to burn
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7. |
Bygones
03:58
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By God those bygones uprooted and hightailed home
Yanked seeds out of ground
And away they flew
I see you
You're half way to the moon now
I see you
You're half way round the sun
Good for you
How's it feel to be out from under and way over it?
How's it feel to be brand new
To weigh nothing at all
I see you
You're half way to the moon now
I see you
You're half way round the sun
Good for you
All the waters spill for you just like I knew they would
All the megawatts burn for you just like I knew they would
All the world lit a fire for you just like I said it would
You let go of everything just like I knew you could
By God those bygones uprooted and hightailed home
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8. |
Ambrose
02:42
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Not a saint
Just a man
No honey tongue
Just land
Not a saint
Just a man
No honey tongue
Just land
But it's green and lush in spring
Come winter it's a different thing
I know its pulse like she raced mine
I wanted her
But those were hard times
I loved once and then again
Grief close as an Irish twin
Loved once and then again
Grief close as an Irish twin
Made a home out of solitude
Grew lean from fortitude
Not as holy as my family
Maybe God had a bone to pick with me
This is neither here nor there
History is just spent air
This is neither here nor there
History is just spent air
You'd be crazy to marry me, I suppose
You'd be crazy to marry me, I suppose
You'd be crazy to marry me, I suppose
My name is Ambrose.
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9. |
Messenger
04:33
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Try as we may to change the seasons
They come and go with their own reasons
Autumn goes
Winter goes
And we go
Chasing ghosts down alleys
Cheating fate until it rallies
Day falls
Night falls
And we fall
In deep
Power me up
We'll be thick like the thieves
Watch time break like splintered trees
If the world won't still
At least we're still
In deep
Will you be my messenger
Will you be my God's eye view
Will you be my messenger
Divine intervention too
Will you be my messenger
Will you be my God's eye view
Will you be my messenger
I'll be your ingénue.
100 ways to get to core
To distract there are 10,000 more
We're spread so thin
And then
I hear you call for kindred soul
Find the one that makes you whole
But you are
I am
We already are
In deep
Will you be my messenger
Will you be my God's eye view
Will you be my messenger
Divine intervention too
Will you be my messenger
Will you be my God's eye view
Will you be my messenger
I'll be your ingénue.
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Patresa Hartman Des Moines, Iowa
Singer-Songwriter, Patresa Hartman, calls her style "soul-folk" -- characterized by a rich, blues voice; poetic,
confessional lyrics; percussive guitar plucking; and jazz and gospel-tinged keys.
Hartman has released 2 full-length albums with a 3rd on the way.
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