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"BREATHE THE SAME AIR" LYRICS & STORIES
"NIGHTLIGHT" LYRICS & STORIES
PHOTO BY KERI-ANN LAURITO / WWW.KPHOTOGRAPHY.COM
CINEMATIC-I have always wanted to capture those elusive "movie-moments" in song. They tend to sneak up on me and all of the sudden, everything plays like it's been pre-planned or rehearsed. The word "cinematic" just struck me as a huge-sounding title, and launched me into an attempt to pin down that larger-than-life energy. Kurt came up with the chorus chords and melody saying "hey, wouldn't that be great for that cinematic thing?" I loved it and we nailed down the song's framework over Christmas holidays in Illinois. The lyrics, however, are a different story. I was feverishly writing them in the studio in Nashville while we worked. As soon as I had them committed to paper, I had to jump on the mic and sing them. I think that gave it the extra sense of urgency the song needed.
CINEMATIC Life
fades into view Everyday
landscapes shift and skew Here,
unknowing we move We
step into place and take our cues Glow
electric and high Spontaneous
stars in sweeping skies Chills,
the light seems to rise The
moment explodes before our eyes Cinematic,
set the scene Automatic chemistry Grand
dramatic destiny Plays
on and on and on and on… We
swagger and sway Dancing
slow-motion in the rain Close
in focus, in flame And
suddenly we fall into frame Cinematic,
you and me New
romantic revelry Slow
dramatic symphony Plays
on and on and on and on…. Oh-after
the light goes Where
does the moment go? Oh-After
the high lows Where
does the wonder go? Oh-after
the time slows Where
does the feeling go? Cinematic,
set the scene Automatic chemistry Grand
dramatic destiny Cinematic,
you and me New
romantic revelry Slow
dramatic symphony Plays
on and on and on and on…
©
2005 Brooke
Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP) & Kurt Gellersted/Gellersted Music (ASCAP)
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AND I WILL-Originally this song was written for a musical theater work I've had on the back burner. This song is the sweet, first-kiss moment in the story. It just so happened that I was falling in love with Kurt at the same time as I began to write the lyrics. I actually modified the original verses slightly to fit our situation and its scary how well it tells the tale. Musically speaking, the chorus melody line came first and waited patiently until I paired it with a musical idea I had floating around which needed a home. The result oozes with gushy loveliness.
AND
I WILL Here
we are again friend Another
cold November night The
wine has gone to our heads The
sun is starting to rise And
in your eyes In
your eyes I see myself Staring
back And
I will Be your love if you let me I
will If you only take my hand I
will Be your love if you let me It
seems I’ve spent a lifetime In
this winter here with you Such
a beautiful soul Such
a strength I never knew I
never knew And
your heart shimmers and shines Like
the stars And
I will Be your love if you let me I
will If you only take my hand I
will Be your love if you let me Just
let me Say
the word And
I will Be
your love if you let me I
will If
you only take my hand Please
take my hand And
I will Be your love if you let me Just let me And
I will ©
2001, BROOKE FOX
/ ALBINA MUSIC (ASCAP)
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BREATHE THE SAME AIR-The first time I laid eyes on my husband's childhood room, which seemed to be frozen in its boyhood bliss, I became obsessed. I scanned the books, posters and mementos for hours. Sometimes, I would slip in by myself and leaf through old school papers and things he had no interest in revisiting, but I thought they were pure magic. The title "Breathe The Same Air" had been written down on an otherwise blank page in my journal for years. After rediscovering it, I thought it was a perfect way to describe that unique feeling.
BREATHE
THE SAME AIR Breathe Breathe
the same air Where
the first days of your life Turned
to long winter nights tucked in Here Here
in this room Reading
your comics by flashlight Guitar
by your bedside And
I shouldn’t be here Leaning
in closets and sifting through things Running
my fingers through layers of your life Letting
myself in Breathe Breathe
The Same Air I
put on your favorite sweater I’m
sure it hung better on You Everything
you I
find a scrap of your poetry Whisper
it softly And
I tiptoe and spy Creeping
around like a thief in the night Hoping
the floorboards won’t give me away Fearing
my fool heart just might (Instrumental
Verse) Breathe Breathe
the same air Finding
your past piece by piece Of
the puzzle, the man to be Now Now
you make sense Lay
out the edges and corners The
picture comes clearer And
I shouldn’t be here Leaning
in closets and sifting through things Running
my fingers through layers of your life Letting
myself in To
everything you Everything
you Everything
you ©
2003
BROOKE FOX / ALBINA MUSIC
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CHANGE ME-This song is not about me....and yet is has become my anthem. It began as a reaction to the Andrew Wyeth painting "Christina's World". After researching the life of the woman in the painting, Christina Olsen, I discovered she grew up in Maine around the turn of the 20th Century and lived with a mysterious and untreatable degenerative muscle disorder (which explains her crawling to the house in the painting). I read further and discovered she had a young love affair with a man from Boston who "summered" in her area. The love eventually turned cold and Christina went on pose for the now famous painting. I imagined her looking back on the whole experience and "Change Me" poured out of me. While writing, it became clear that this song was sent to me to both tell her story and serve as a way for me to finally connect with my own experiences with disability. Thanks, Christina. :-)
CHANGE
ME Here
I stand I
am folding and refolding his last letter In
my hands Trace
the corners of the past The
summer’s gone And
the beauty of our days together fading Like
the sun A
little earlier every day Hey,
you sentimental heart of mine You
always go astray, but You You
can't change Change
me When
I collapsed Something
died in him that day he looked down on me Bruised
in black I
guess I thought he’d understand It’s
this disease I’m
a lot of truth to handle when my legs Can’t
find my knees Just
looking for a place to land Hey, if you want to hold my hand You’ve
got to take me as I am, ‘cause You You
can't change Change
me Sometimes
I dream of Boston where your words all come to life And
I’m dancing down the streets you call your own You
pass right by and you wonder why you’ve suddenly gone cold Darling,
I'm your ghost You You
can't change Change
me
It’s
who I am It’s
what I’m for I
was built to weather storms Like
a rock That
meets the sea You
can’t change me You
can’t change me ©
2001, BROOKE FOX /
ALBINA MUSIC (ASCAP)
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THE YOU IN ME-This song was a ton of fun to write and record. I ended up playing all the electric guitars on the track, which made me feel like a rock star. The lyrics sort of had an identity crisis: happy, sad, happy, then finally back to real life heartache. The bridge section was actually a whole different song idea I had that worked great once I inserted it into the song.
THE
YOU IN ME Welcome
to my world gone you Tangled
and tormented by the “we” that I once knew Scenes
of us together flash wherever I go Dylan
keeps playing on the radio Lost
in what we’d never be Your
face, your grace is all I see The
you in me won’t let me be This
history is killing me I
can’t shake it I
can’t break it The
you in me won’t let me be It’s
everything It’s
all I see The
you in me
Big
love, new city, downtown craze You
took my hand; pulled me through the maze We
ran like lovers on the avenue Now
every corner turns to you
The
you in me won’t let me be This
history is killing me I
can’t shake it I
can’t break it The
you in me won’t let me be It’s
everything It’s
all I see The
you in me Get
out of my head and go home Find
a soul of your own Leave
my lonely alone The
you in me won’t let me be This
history is killing me I
can’t shake it I
can’t break it The
you in me won’t let me be It’s
everything It’s
all I see The
you in me ©
2005, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)
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NOT ANOTHER MIDNIGHT-This song was largely a Kurt creation, written with Will Brumley for our musical theatre project in development. The lyrics arose out of free form poetry that Will brought us and we shaped. Kurt had most of the melody and musical ideas. It's definitely a song I would never had come up with on my own, and I love it for that. It's different, not so predictable in its form. At this moment, the main character in the play is deciding she will declare the feelings she has for the boy she just met and take charge of her life in the town she has just moved to.
NOT
ANOTHER MIDNIGHT
12:01 Not
another midnight gone Far
from sleep Got
the TV on, I’m not alone I
can hear The
humming of the pale streetlights Dark
town Are
there any
signs of life out there tonight? Drawn
to my window Not
another midnight alone Framed
in moon glow Not
another midnight alone Will
he see Hidden
in the margin spine Page
23 Tucked
between his plans are words of mine Will
he spare me From
another midnight alone Does
he even care for me? It’s
another midnight alone Not
another midnight, no oh This
town will see The
clock is ticking for them too With
every word I’m
writing them right out of their own news They
can’t hold me To
another midnight alone No
they won’t hold me To
another midnight alone Not
another midnight, no oh Not
another midnight Not
another midnight Not
another midnight, no oh! ©
2003 BROOKE FOX (ALBINA MUSIC) / KURT GELLERSTED (GELLERSTED MUSIC) / WILL
BRUMLEY
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BEND-Way back in Nashville, I sat down at the piano to write with Dave Spak while we were both on break from our work at the studio. (He was putting up drywall and I was answering phones). We ended up with this chorus which I later joined with a verse idea I had been kicking around. The lyrics outline a true moment in my life, when I finally decided that the relationship I had been "talked into" was most definitely over. I think that's one of the hardest things anyone can face up to.
BEND Guess
I never thought it through How
many ways I lost myself with you As we slowly let the world around us Disappear I
can’t be that girl no more That
shadow of myself that you adored Now
that I have found the will to leave My
head is clear I
won’t bend No,
I won’t bend For
you anymore Guess
you think I’m gonna crack At
3:06 AM I’ll want you back I’ll
fold silently into your arms Just
like the last time and the time before But
I’m past the point of weakness dear All
your poetry and reverie can’t reach me here I’ll
get through those winter nights without you Alone
and pure I
won’t bend No,
I won’t bend I
won’t bend No,
I won’t bend For
you And
I know you’ll be the one Who’s
heart is gonna break But
I won’t bend No,
I won’t bend I
won’t bend No,
I won’t bend For
you anymore ©
2001,
BROOKE FOX (ALBINA MUSIC) / DAVID SPAK (IZIT MUSIC)
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UNTOUCHED-This is a document of that lovely six-month period of my dating daze with Kurt when I never seemed to sleep at home. I much preferred crashing on the tiny dorm-size bed at his Grad student apartment in the heart of Greenwich village than on my queen size bed, which was waiting for me out in south Brooklyn. Every few days, I'd make it out to my apartment, collect a few items and scurry back to the city. For someone who likes to be surrounded by her precious junk, I mean, things, I had no problem living out of a suitcase if it meant I could wake up next to my sweet. Awe.
UNTOUCHED Been
days since I've been home Things
are scattered in standstill As
I left them before
Untouched Life
left frozen Untouched
Untouched Slip
into bed and light a candle Watch
the flicker dance and dim It
shines on trinkets and treasures Meant
to remind me of me But
I’m just not myself without him Untouched Life
left frozen Untouched Untouched Can’t
seem to warm up in this lonely place When
somewhere close my lover waits for me And
it’s not like me. I’m not the kind To
let my drunk heart lead me blind But
oh, this time I think I’m falling… A
pink moon is rising And
I can’t take it any more Close
my eyes and count the minutes Untouched
Untouched Life
left frozen Untouched Life
left frozen ©
2003, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)
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THERE IS NO OTHER-Kurt was playing this beautiful chorus on the guitar and I stopped short-"What is that?" I loved the moody chords, they seemed to transport me. We became obsessed with finding a verse that would give you the feeling that the chorus took you to a different place, so that it captured that feeling I had when I first heard it. It just became a very indulgent song for us, our own little mood capsule. We layered and layered and layered all kinds of percussion and mood tracks on the recording. When we went to mix the track, we were overloading pro-tools with the sheer number of tracks we had. We set the "most tracks" record for Jim, our engineer, on this song.
THERE
IS NO OTHER What
sickly sweet What
trembling taste of love Has
raised me from my sleep? Whose
quiet hands Like
whispers on my skin Are
washing over me? I’m
dreaming There
is no other There
is no other for me There
is no other There
is no other for me La
la la la… There
is no other for me I
wake to find I’m
wrapped up in your arms, warm No
sound except your heart Don’t
let me go I’d
turn to dust without you Simply
fall apart I’d
crumble There
is no other There
is no other for me There
is no other There
is no other for me Past,
present, future flash before our eyes We
radiate a love alive from deep inside I
am enchanted I
am hypnotized And
like a mantra beating Four
little words They
keep repeating There
is no other There
is no other for me There
is no other There is no other for me ©
2002, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP) & Kurt Gellersted/Gellersted Music
(ASCAP)
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O CITY-There is a long story on this one as far as making the record is concerned. It was cut from the track listing many times. Originally, it was a guitar-driven production, and it really wasn't adding much to the overall scope of the project. Then, we had the idea to try a "confessional piano" version. Well, immediately I thought of adding strings but I was nervous that the whole record might get too string heavy. On our second trip down to Nashville, I decided to have Jim call his friend Chris to play. I sat in the conference room while Jim mixed in the other room, and wrote out the arrangement with Kurt's assistance. It really made the song come to life. I began to write the song while living in Nashville in 2000, so I guess it's fitting that it sort of "came to rest" there five years later.
O
CITY O
city, if I close my eyes I can see him clear Standing
on the corner in the rain Letting
all your light and life blur into him Take
hold of him Letting
him go was he hardest thing Now
I know it’s your world he needs But
I’ll promise you this Someday
I’ll come back to claim him But
until that day Keep
him warm Keep
him safe O
city, keep him for me O
city, keep him safe for me O
city, send a message on your wire for him tonight ‘Cause
I’ve tried every number, every lead But
every trace of him runs cold and faint So
I just wait And
surely you’ll see what he means to me Can
you kiss the air he breathes? But
I’ll promise you this Someday
I’ll come back to change him But
until that day Keep
him warm Keep
him safe O
city, keep him for me O
city, keep him safe for me Wrap
your avenues around him Like
a mother to a child “Cause
he was born to bear your witness He
was born to walk your mile But
I’ll promise you this Someday
I’ll come back to claim him But
until that day Keep
him warm Keep
him safe O
city, keep him for me O
city, keep him safe for me ©
2001
BROOKE FOX / ALBINA MUSIC (ASCAP)
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TIMEFOOL-One of the central themes that seem to run through my writing is time: the passing of, the suspension of, the power of, etc. So, after I finished this song, I remember I declared myself "Cut Off from any further time references . The intro riff was the first thing to surface musically and the majority of the song form came from that melodic framework. The bridge section, "And the air is growing thinner .", existed previously as a fragment that Id jotted down, lyric and all. When I decided TIMEFOOL needed a Bridge section, I looked through my mental filing cabinet and there it was, just waiting for me to figure out that the two pieces were part of the same puzzle.
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TIMEFOOL I know, I know, I know, I know once I reach the mountain top I cant slow or stop this old downbound train But I think, I think, I think, I think certain moments would be nice To live through twice Would the ride be the same?
Though incidents and fears will pass Their legacy remains Turbulence in vain
Time has made a fool of me Un-knitted and unraveled the spool of me Left me here a refugee Time, time, time, time Time has made a fool out of me
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am just a passenger I say a silent prayer Ill settle in soon I try, I try, I try to focus on my own north star But I cant ignore that full harvest moon
Living with my innocence Slowly growing numb So swings the pendulum
Time has made a fool of me Un-knitted and unraveled the spool of me Left me here a refugee Time, time, time, time Time has made a fool out of me
And the air is growing thinner And the birds are floating by And I have no time to wonder If I can fly, fly, fly, fly If I can fly
Time has made a fool of me Un-knitted and unraveled the spool of me Left me here a refugee Time, time, time, time Time has made a fool out of me
© 1999, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)
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SAVE ME-This is an early work, the earliest on the record in fact, from spring of 95. At that time I was lamenting over a friend of mine whom I feared I was slowly losing. She was drifting away from her sense of reality and into the dark side of paganism. I reacted by writing this song and eventually playing it for her. I think it shook her to a degree and I hope it still keeps her in check when she needs it. Musically, SAVE ME when it’s in a raw form reminds me a bit of Jethro Tull’s "Life’s A Long Song". During that spring, I had been wearing out my copy of Jethro Tull’s Past Masters. That could explain it…
Save Me The voices inside your head They never let you rest They haunt you, they hide your soul They are unwanted guests The one voice inside my head It’s chanting "reality" I see you change and change again You’re not who you used to be
Sometimes I wonder, are you really, truly happy? Don’t you think I see those faraway thoughts Those glazed over eyes You’re trying so hard to disguise
I don’t think you realize I can hear your silent cries, they whisper
Save me, I’m fallin’ I’m trippin’ on myself I’m goin’ down I’m goin’ down, down, down, down...
Your life’s enchanting from afar It runs just like a movie plot Dig deeper and you’ll find a world Where sadness is self-taught
Falling, are you fading, deviating, dissipating? Fumbling, are you waning, detonating, terminating?
Now your happy has an undertone And you cry at night when you’re alone I know you, you’re sayin’
Save me, I’m fallin’ I’m trippin’ on myself I’m goin’ down I’m goin’ down, down, down, down...
...Hey...I’m goin’ down... I can’t save you unless you want me to I can’t reach you Unless you hold out your hand Wake up and come-to Give me something to grab onto. My grip is strong, my aim is true Fear not, for I will rescue you I hear you sayin’
Save me, I’m fallin’ I’m trippin’ on myself I’m goin’ down I’m goin’ down, down, down, down...
© 1999, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)
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ECLIPSE-By far, this song gets more response from people than my others do. I guess I just really hit a lucky chord on this one. The inspiration came from two friends of mine from High School that began seeing each other and got so wrapped up in their relationship that they lost their sense of self and the world around them. I think we all know people who fall into that. Shortly after I had written it, I realized that Fleetwood Mac’s "Landslide" inspired the chorus of this song. I had been listening to a Tori Amos version of the song and it sunk in subliminally. This one was finished in summer of 96.
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Eclipse
We conquered this "Cowtown" When we were young Before we knew better Before you two were one Moon brother, my nightlight Her sun kept me warm Now we’re living in shadows That clarity, well, it’s gone
‘Cause you’re not yourself anymore No you’re not yourself anymore
Interplanetary lover You have been eclipsed Melted into one another You have been eclipsed
You wouldn’t leave her No you wouldn’t dare You’re so lost in her limbo You’ll follow her anywhere
‘Cause you’re not yourself anymore No, you’re not yourself anymore
Interplanetary lover You have been eclipsed Melted into one another You have been eclipsed
When I ask if you’ve noticed That you’ve whittled away Your answer is a question Isn’t love supposed to be that way?
Interplanetary lover You have been eclipsed Melted into one another You have been eclipsed
© 1999, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)
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SWITCH IT OFF- It was July of 98 and I was on a plane out of Boston when this one came to me. All I had to write on was my copy of Ayn Rand’s The Fountainhead (which I am still sifting through) so I poured my thoughts all over the title and table of contents pages. I had moved from Boston to Nashville only a month earlier and in the process, I left a relationship in full swing. When I went back to Boston for a few days that July, things were, of course, not the same between us and I was super sensitive about it. It was on that plane out that I connected his emotions with the light switch metaphor and ran with it. The song was completed in October 98.
Switch It Off Once we lit a love in luster Blazed in vivid, kissed in color But I blinked and it was over. Gone. Day I left, my head was reeling And you were "Mr. Cool, Calm, Steady" And you made leaving look so easy
Just a flick of the wrist Not a flinch, baby.
Ohh-Switch it off Ohh-Leave me in the dark Ohh-Blackout all the memories of you and me So you can see Erase me
Everybody deals in different ways I need time to fade to black But you just shut your eyes, blind to my pain
You shift that weight That’s a talent, baby.
Ohh-Switch it off Ohh-Leave me in the dark Ohh-Blackout all the memories of you and me So you can see Erase me Wrench your emotions Grind your gears Watch your life slip into automatic years Feed your engine Spin your wheels ‘Til you’re nothing more than cold black steel.
Ohh-Switch it off Ohh-Leave me in the dark Ohh-Blackout all the memories of you and me So you can see Erase me
© 1999, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)
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GYPSY-This one goes out to all the people who have wandered in and out of my life as nomads over the years. Gypsy started off as an ode to a female friend of mine then the second verse came along and blew that out of the water. At its core, it’s a song written about my "sensible" side finding the allure in social freedom and abandon. I am drawn to people who live and love unconventionally. It’s the Virgo in me itching to break free. he he he….
Gypsy Gypsy You swim in freedom that I cannot taste Gypsy You curve the lifeline my palm cannot erase
Head open wide Laces untied Waltzing in the street lights Plant the seed The fever in me Defines your family trees’ Wild legacy
Gypsy Blessed be
Nightdancing down cobblestones Splashing through the leaves Bloom in my pale light And fall into me
Skip in the rain Run through my veins I wanna waltz with you in the dim light Plant the seed Put the fever in me You are my fortune, carry me Sweet destiny
Gypsy Blessed be
© 1999, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)
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HERE & GONE-One of my crazy songwriting patterns that I’ve noticed is that my songs will first come to me in the form of a phrase or title. The weird part is when the snippets have nothing to do with my current life so they sit dormant for weeks or months. Sure enough something will happen to me or an element of my life will run full circle and all of the sudden the song idea makes sense. It’s almost like a prediction. Sometimes it scares me how right on it is. That was the case with HERE & GONE which first came to me in the winter of 96 as the core progression and a rough first verse of lyrics. It wasn’t until spring of 97 that the song got rejuvenated when I watched my close friend deal with a fading relationship. I wrote it from his then-girlfriend’s perspective as a wake up call to them both. It was a revelation for me, too, in a way and I remember the song practically writing itself after I put two and two together.
Here And Gone Here and gone You came to me stainless and strong Lately, baby, you’ve been slippin out beyond You were here Now you’re here and gone
There are shadows of midnight beyond your eyes And deep in the dim light the passion dies I’m left shaken and shut down in the shiver of your sighs Lost in shadows of midnight beyond your eyes
Truth will take its toll As you sell your soul To anyone who will receive When you come up for air Don’t think that I’ll be there ‘Cause every time you give yourself away You lose a little bit of me
This tired thread is wearing thin You can’t float forever, come back in I long to taste the fever returning to your skin But this tired, I’m so tired of...
Here and gone You came to me stainless and strong Lately you’ve been slippin out beyond You were here Now you’re here and gone
© 1999, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)
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SEAMLESS-"The little song that could". This one almost got cut from the record soooo many times! I had never played this song with a band before we recorded it and I wasn’t really sure what direction the song would head in so it was a rocky start. I think of SEAMLESS as the Murphy’s Law track. All kinds of things went awry or took unusually long to record for the silliest reasons. I was the one saying "We should leave this one off the album" but Jimmy (my co-producer/engineer) believed we could make it work. I’m so glad we kept it because more than a couple people have named it as one of their favorite tracks. Who is this song about, you ask? Hmmmmmmm…I’ll never tell.
Seamless Did I wake you with a sigh? I lie awake, hear your body rise and fall In perfect rhyme And as the morning filters through This cozy melt of me and you You’re wrapped around this heart of mine
Two into one Woven tight
Let this silent spell complete us Not an inch of sin between us Not a breath of doubt can reach us We’re seamless Seamless
We don’t have to speak in words We move like poetry in verse Ah, it’s a lovely kind of curse Superconnected to my soul No one can know it as you know Let our balance tilt the earth
Love in align Can light the universe
Let this silent spell complete us Not an inch of sin between us Not a breath of doubt can reach us We’re seamless Seamless We are curved in chrome Solid as a stone rolled from the highest mountain Listen to the stars They know who we are Who we are
Let this silent spell complete us Not an inch of sin between us Not a breath of doubt can reach us We’re seamless Seamless
© 1999, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)
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DON’T FALL BACK-The chorus to this one came to me complete one day in August of 1997 whilst my good friend (of HERE & GONE fame) and his girlfriend of five years were calling it quits. She held on tooth and nail to him but he had to get up and leave her life just to find his own. This song is really a lullaby to him. I wanted him to know that he was doing the right thing even though he was breaking her heart. That chorus sat for a year on a scrap of loose leaf until one day I was playing guitar (while watching TV, no less) and stumbled onto the guitar intro and the verse melody. Strange, but I remember the latter moving me to tears as I was first humming it. I don’t know why. I just felt a very powerful and honest emotional force behind it.
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Don’t Fall Back You pushed back Laid your napkin on the table And swiveled out the door. Something she said Pulled the trigger in your head Left a love lying dead on the floor.
Now nobody owns you No one controls you But nobody holds you high
Don’t fall back It’ll be all right And there’s a force deeper than the ocean Rolling through your soul tonight Don’t fall back Hold on tight And if the waters try to break you Hold your breath and believe It’s gonna be all right.
Brace yourself Grab a hold of your foundation When your telephone rings ‘Cause she knows That the cold nights leave you lonely And her warm voice makes you weak
And you’ve come so far now You know who you are now So don’t let your heart start to slide
Don’t fall back It’ll be all right And there’s a force deeper than the ocean Rolling through your soul tonight Don’t fall back Hold on tight And if the waters try to break you Hold your breath and believe It’s gonna be all right. It’s gonna be all right. It’s gonna be all right.
And you’ve come so far now You know who you are now So don’t let your heart start to slide
Don’t fall back It’ll be all right And there’s a force deeper than the ocean Rolling through your soul tonight Don’t fall back Hold on tight And if the waters try to break you Hold your breath and believe It’s gonna be all right.
© 1999, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)
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JUMPER CABLES IN THE RAIN-Yeah, it’s about my high school prom. What an event that was. Nothing went right that night. I went with a group of my good friends whom I had spent much of high school hanging out with. Unfortunately, we had a knack for trouble and this night was no exception. We lost our hotel reservation, the car broke down and was jumped a few times before it finally would not start at all. It was 2 in the morning, raining, and the sparks were flying as the boys tried to jump the ‘ol station wagon. I had a revelation there in the middle of the street. I remember shutting down for a few minutes, kind of an out of body thing, and I stood watching the chaos. I felt this surge compel me to own my own life and to never get myself into situations like that again. The song was one of the hardest ones I have ever written because it was written three years after that night. That’s a lot of repression to sift through.
Jumper Cables In The Rain Half-past nowhere on a highway shoulder Runs in my nylons and mud in my heels Hair un-braided, lipstick faded by the heartbeat of the hazards this puzzle reveals
High school shy, school wallflowers, victims of chance seven stranded, we’ll never make it to the dance
And I don’t know how I got here And I can’t begin to blame But I’m left to find the answers In jumper cables in the rain Oh lord, I feel the power returning to my veins returning to my veins
The night air shocked me And I realized how paralyzed I’d been And I never want to feel that weak again Something about the steam rising off the concrete sparked a restless revelation Shifting me like the wind
Something plugged me into myself tonight Turned me on to ten-thousand volts of electric life
And I don’t know how I got here And I can’t begin to blame But I’m left to find the answers In jumper cables in the rain Oh lord, I feel the power returning to my veins returning to my veins
And I raise my arms up And I tip my head back And I let the rain dance on my skin And I breathe in Begin again, begin.....
And I don’t know how I got here And I can’t begin to blame But I’m left to find the answers In jumper cables in the rain Oh lord, I feel the power returning to my veins returning to my veins Leave the yearbook on the bookshelf Leave that photo in the frame I think I’ve found the answer In jumper cables in the rain Oh lord, I feel the power returning to my veins returning to my veins
© 1999, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)
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KISS OF ME-Thanks to Ivanne Deneroff, my co-writer, this song went from just a lonely chorus to an anthem for me. That chorus sat forever until we got together and played each other our works in progress. She really latched on to KISS OF ME and the rest is history. The laugh at the end of the track is from my acoustic guitar track. Jim was mimicking drum fills and I could see him through the glass going nuts, waiving his arms around. Silly!-Thanks to Ivanne Deneroff, my co-writer, this song went from just a lonely chorus to an anthem for me. That chorus sat forever until we got together and played each other our works in progress. She really latched on to KISS OF ME and the rest is history. The laugh at the end of the track is from my acoustic guitar track. Jim was mimicking drum fills and I could see him through the glass going nuts, waiving his arms around. Silly!
Kiss Of Me All the lovers glowin’ Sunday romance strollin’ You left me in a neighborhood cafe I pick apart my roses Up to elbows In my self-addressed bouquet
Singin’ "Love me or not, me or not, me or not" As the petals drop Love me or not, me or not, me or not...
But don’t come back now Until you realize that you’re missin’ me Don’t come back now Until you appreciate the kiss of me
All the time you’ve stolen Lips lukewarm or frozen I wilted in your presence, overshadowed by your vacancy Now you’re back to change me Cherish me, arrange me Do you want anonymous affection or do you want me?
Love me or not, me or not, me or not As the petals drop Love me or not, me or not, me or not...
But don’t come back now Until you realize that you’re missin’ me Don’t come back now Until you appreciate the kiss of me
© 1999, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)/I. Deneroff (BMI)
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ONE LOVER TOO LATE-One morning on the #55 bus on my way to work, I had an epiphany in the form of four words: One Lover Too Late. I scrambled for a pen and paper to jot it down, puzzled by it’s meaning but aware of it’s potential power. Eight months later after tossing that phrase around in my head, a musical snippet that seemed to fit the mood appeared and the words soon followed. Simply put, it is the story of my romantic life. It’s a very honest look at unrequited love and how I deal with it time and again. For that reason alone, I think it’s fitting that it be the last song on the record. It sums it all up in a few quiet words.
One Lover Too Late It’s in the way he lets the truth slip through the silences that haunts me It’s in the way he gives that begs of me to forfeit into him A man with sense and light, it comes as no surprise to find he’s taken Add that lover to the list of all the others who could have been
And I’d like to think that it’s not my fault It’s just the twisted hand of fate But I always seem to stumble in One lover too late.
I remember hollow nights When aching eyes would burn right through me Never see me Too clouded over with the vision of the one who stole their soul Another time, another day, another life we could have been 20/20. So add that lover to the list of all the others who can’t let go
And I’d like to think that it’s not my fault It’s just the twisted hand of fate But I always seem to stumble in One lover too late.
Untouchable love Untouchable love Untouchable love Untouchable love
And I’d like to think that it’s not my fault It’s just the twisted hand of fate But I always seem to stumble in One lover too late.
© 1999, Brooke Fox/Albina Music (ASCAP)
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