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Goodbye America
04:12
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Goodbye America
Goodbye America, Hello Madeira
Goodbye America, Hello Madeira
X2
Quando o meu pai era um menino
Ele encontrou uma batata
Uma batata! Perto de casa
Na ilha da Madeira
Minha avó não gosta de aviões
Aí ela não gosta de aviões
Por causa do turbulencia
Ela rezou, ela jurou que nunca mais
Ía de avião — ela foi de barco!
Goodbye America, Hello Madeira
Goodbye America, Hello Madeira
America’s no good no more, let’s go to Madeira
America’s no good no more, let’s go to Madeira
America’s no good no more
Count the Trump supporters
Get down on the floor
Sometimes we all want to disappear
So why not bring Madeira right here
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Purgatory
03:24
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Every day’s the same
When he’s away
Should I make plans
To drive far away today
Every time we talk
My mind constructs a fairytale
I could have sworn I felt you there
Don’t you know love is to be shared?
Should I walk it off after work?
Now all my friends think you’re a jerk
Should not have told them what you said
Should I have come to you instead?
She will wait for no one
She will see it coming
She will wait for no one,
She will see it coming,
She will text you crying but you will not hear it
It’s not the time now to tell you I’m leaving
A world full of hate and I know you’re a target
I know that you love me
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Baby Girl
04:25
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To a little baby girl he said “You look so cute today”
She’s my little baby girl and I don’t want you to talk that way
Will you wear those pretty dresses once they see it as a threat
Photo albums can’t describe your awesome power - don’t forget
It’s not surprising
Am I coming home?
So many people
But I’m still alone
It’s not surprising
Am I coming home?
Too many people
Won’t leave me alone
Honey, sweetie, baby girl you know I love you anyway
Want you to be proud of the things that you made with your hands and heart today
And If you’re ever made to feel you’re not enough
Draw upon your power - uh-huh get it girl and get it done
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No
03:18
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“oh suck me dry” oh suck it up
your dirty words can’t touch me
do you feel powerful you sit and watch me turn the other way
five minute conversation’s not enough to get to know me
you’re really not so cute you know and you are not above me
you act so proud to know me now, like I’m some badge you wear out
that’s not the whole situation, you left me cold and empty
not buying your stupid hair cut or those dumb songs you showed me
yeah you can try to box me in but you will not define me
why don’t you get it x3 --the answer is no
so please don’t call me after dark, oblivious and yearning
And with the roles reversed you wouldn’t even see it coming
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Silence in Me
04:23
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She never sleeps, turns on the TV
To catch a glimpse of what life could be
She'll never see the silence in me
Why can't she see the silence in me
Don't let her out
She's been here too long
You can't let her out
She's already gone
Should I cut her off? she'll wither slowly
and in doing so protect the goodness in me
Don't let me out
I won't stay too long
If you let me out, and I know you will
I won't play along
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6. |
Slow Burn (Live Studio)
03:48
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Feels so close to me
Feels so close I can almost taste it
So close I can barely breathe
When we touch the otherside
Oh, his brilliant vibrations
I feel you beckoning me
To lay it all down and drown in the
sweetness of our being
But don't get burned by the longing itself
I long to submerge myself in Him
Soothe burn wounds and boils
What this body endures
To hover so close to the essence
Oh, sigh softly in my ear
No one can touch us here
I've left the pain of a lifetime back there
No one will find me here
But don't get burned by the longing itself
He kindles a fire I cannot control
While my tides come and go
All I want is this
To sustain a slow burn and indulge in it
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You shoulda seen it the way her face was glowing
When she played the right chord
A loss for words, now
you should have been there
There is no way to make you see what I see
Inside this moment there is a pleasure blooming
It bubbles up behind four doors and 88 keys
And deep inside these cells, there is a constant yearning
I'll make my peace right here transforming sorrow into light
You are too sweet to enable me to say it
Your good intentions will be the death of me
Here comes your last hurrah - was it all you dreamed it would be
I can't carry that weight, you know I have to choose me
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Sarah Rose Hartford, Connecticut
Sarah Rose is a CT-based Portuguese singer, songwriter, and multi-media artist who draws influence from riot grrrl & indie rock, Islam, jazz and bossa nova.
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