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Rebecca Martin Album


People Behave Like Ballads (2004)
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(R. Martin)

Take the reigns
So we both can rise
I've got a handicap
You're the one who must
Lead us now.

Down the road
That twists and sways
Remember once I'd taken us this way
But it's different now
Lead us.

Tell them nothing
Lead us
I'm not ashamed to say
That it takes this man
To get me back to a place
Where I'm feeling
More like a woman.

No matter how strong I am
I can be that and needing
Lead us now

. . .


(R. Martin/S. Cardenas)

Even if you choose to go
On your seperate way
I'm hoping you'll be back
Here the same but different.

Colder bodies colder still
Swollen in the morning
I remember watching you
Wake into your sorrow

Helpless there I'd try to keep you
Safe from what's inside
Way down where I couldn't reach you
To rest for just a while

Will you ever come to trust
In the passing time
So they'll be room for both of us
Here the same but different.

. . .


(R. Martin)

You're not what you say you are
Broken and tired
These bones are yours alone.

The truth doesn't matters
When it's twisted and mired
These bones are yours alone.

No one knows, no one understands
There's comfort in thinking you're alone
Stuffed inside a pearly shell
To keep anyone from getting in
These bones are yours alone.

You're not what you say you are
Voices and choirs
What's yours is soon coming
It's tragic but beautiful
These bones are yours alone.

. . .


(R. Martin)

Lost entirely to a soft innocence
And a young girls in love
Trusting everything to his hand
That's what's to be expected
She'll give her life
Before she even knows it
Chanting Christian vows
She barely understands If only

"God is good" she repeats to herself
Everything's in black and white
All of the maidens all of the men
Were taken by her beauty
She'll give her life
Before she even knows it
Chanting Christian vows
She barely understands
If Only
In a starry sky
Filled with flickering wishes
One for you and I
I thought I knew
If only...

I could speak my mind
Without the chorus mocking.
If there's a god I think he'd disagree
With most everyone.

. . .


(R. Martin)

If your love is meant for me
What are the questions for?
When love has come to me before
What makes yours unique?

I'd jump through this open door
If I had your word
When everything comes crashing down
My voice could still be heard.

Is that too much of me to ask of you?
Are you just another passing through?
To be loved as much as I can love
I'd like to think it's coming.

. . .


(R. Martin)

They were searching
In and out of city bars
We were lucky
Nobody had found us.

In the back room
You look like a holy man
And I believe in
Every word you're saying

Without him she is empty.
But with him she's unsure.

Don't be afraid
Of what you're feeling for me.
Because this mess we've made
Is only love.

. . .


(R. Martin)

When the rain comes
To clear the cuts of summer skins
When the rain comes in

You will find out
What you're made of only then
When the rain comes in

There you'll know
Which way you're going.
Start again
But I think he's watching

Once was trespassed
Is now looked over and fenced in
Where the rain comes in.

And you wonder
If you'll find your feet again
When the rain comes in.

Now you know
Which way you're going.
Start again
But I think he's watching you.

Take your chances
Leave him now while you still can
Let the rain come in.

. . .


(R. Martin/R. Julian)

Her loss came today
Written out on paper
It won't be long

The tilt of it's hand
Had taken forever
It won't be long

In a world where no one
Seems to be thinking
Keep your thoughts warm
And forgiving.

That's when you know
You're turning a corner
It won't be long

. . .


(R. Martin)

On her way home she starts to cry
This feeling, though fleeting
Gets worse each time
It can't be blamed
For trying

A gentle warning
Pay no mind
All her wanting
Was met with silence.
She can't be blamed
For trying.

In a bedroom
Of pine and grizzle
It's her home now
It's home now
Home

Strength is a weakness sometimes
I'd comfort her if I could
But I don't know how
You can't be blamed
For trying

. . .


(R. Martin)

She's late again
Grab your coat and then
Wake mother from her slumber.

Take her to the bus
Because soon they'll be waiting at the corner.

All the times
She couldn't count if she tried
On her second grade fingers
Wishing to be with the snow covered trees
In the fields of East Andover

Late again
What's the hurry then?
Sometimes mother knows best.
"The day's begun. Live it like your last one."
In the fields of East Andover

. . .


(R. Martin)

Another season's passed by
Without a sign without a single word
You used to say that you loved me
And I would say the same to you in return

Like an old familiar song I'd want to hear
Over again

I remember you in the city
With yellow hair and moon white skin
Singing songs that brought the house down
Forgiving for whatever mood you'd be in
You could count on it

With an old familiar song they'd want to hear
Over again

"What a genius!
Their way with words and melody!"
Just like me they read you wrong

In an old familiar song we'd want to hear
Over again

. . .


(R. Martin)

I'm staying in the city
In the dim light I feel complete
Though the plaster walls
I've worked long and hard for
Are moving in

You will find me sleeping
Without a single soul around
Someone unwinding
In a lonesome part of town

In my best dress and make-up
To meet the night I can hardly reach the sink
Everything's cock-eyed
To the drunk that I'm turning into
I've turned into

You will find me sleeping
Without a single soul around
Someone unwinding
In a lonesome part of town

I don't want your sympathy
When I go to speak
Stop and listen to me
Don't turn away
From the words of the gray and aging.

You will find me sleeping
Without a single soul around
Someone unwinding
In a lonesome part of town Lonesome town.

. . .


(R. Martin)

I don't mind that I'm not afraid
The weight of words in a sentiment
"I can love" he said
Finally my heart will lead my mind
Stop the maddening thoughts
And simply be with you.
I'm not afraid

Three flights up to his tenement
"I'm alone" he said.
Finally my heart will lead my mind
Stop the maddening thoughts
And simply be with you
I'm not afraid

. . .


(R. Martin)

The wind swept through the valley
Screaming through the willow up to me
It's mostly quiet here but not today
What will become of me?

Just one touch love and I can see
Your hand's turned cold and stone-like
Our love's only one small part of everything
But love is all we need
Love is all we need -
To make the days mean something
Soft and warm as the the summers here remember?
Gone like the season does
Gone like the season does

. . .


(R. Martin)

In a dream I've seen a man
Dressed in jet black and saying, "
"For as long as I have known you there's been trouble following you."

Like a ghost but human
In my head wanting to touch the sands "
"For as long as I have known you there's been trouble following you."

It's alright
Fly away
What's to come
You needn't say

I'm the one

. . .


(R. Martin)

Now the door is open
Sing your melody
Play for me, love.

When all the words are spoken
Coarse and empty
Play for me
Play for me, love.

Music is for anyone
Who's open to hear
There's nothing between us
But notes in the air

You are a beauty
I can see you
In your song
Play for me, Love.

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