1. |
Summit
04:19
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Moving my feet so the past won't find me,
Moving my feet so the past won't find me.
Keeping my head down,
Shadows on my shoulders.
Moving my feet so the past won't find me,
Won't find me out.
There was a box upon her doorstep.
She was too young and too naive.
But she opened it ever so slightly,
Since then, she ain't been seen.
What are you doing in the dark?
Losing your life to make a buck?
What about the little girl that got lost?
Looks like, you've given up.
Moving my feet so the past won't find me,
Moving my feet so the past won't find me.
Keeping my head down,
Shadows on my shoulders.
Moving my feet so the past won't find me,
Won't find me out.
All the strangers are an ocean,
She's the ship that's lost to see.
Devil comes wearing disguises,
Lately, that mask belongs to me.
What am I doing in the dark?
Losing my life for company?
Daddy said I'd never do much better.
Mama said, follow what you believe.
So now I'm moving my feet so the past will find me.
Moving my feet so the past will find me.
Keeping my head up high,
Shadows take a new lights.
Moving my feet so the past will find me,
Come on, come on, find me (Repeat & Outro)
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2. |
Low Maintenance Love
03:31
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I'm surprised by your sweetness,
Your steady company.
After years of being let down,
Every chance that I thought I could breathe.
I'm not after your money,
Low maintenance loving is all I need.
Just,
Show up for me,
And I'll show up for you.
But now this guessing game,
Is making me doubt,
All those gentle,
Conversations,
We got used to talking about.
Honey it was going so good.
Why the hell would you pull the plug?
When,
All I ever even wanted was a little bit of your love.
I'm sorry you've been bruised,
By another lover before.
But it's hard to give you my heart in her shadow.
Maybe I was a little confused,
Or a little insecure.
Or maybe you're not the kind of lover that I should've been looking for.
I want a general.
He's got big shoes to fill.
Cuz he will follow me,
Patiently,
Through love and war.
I want a general.
He's got big shoes to fill.
Cuz he will follow me,
Cuz I'm the Queen
Of love and war.
Now I'm suffering your silence.
I can't say I'm surprised.
Given all your second guessing,
What with me trying to change your mind.
Out of the dozen,
I wasn't the dime.
I was the diamond and you passed me by.
Out of the dozen,
I wasn't the dime,
I was the diamond and you passed me by.
I am the diamond who's shining on by.
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3. |
Present Tense
04:01
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Putting us through the wringer,
Wrapping us around your yellow finger.
If you take our pulse,
It's clear we're not doing very well.
Tying knots with the Devil,
Now we're all swinging from your rotten hell.
Pull the trigger.
Pull the trigger.
I'm blown away,
That no one's said the thing I want to say.
I'm so confused,
That no one's done the thing I want to do.
How are you still breathing?
After all your lying, cheating, stealing and deceiving?
If we take our cue from you,
There's no telling what we'll do.
If you wanna get rid of the problem,
You got to rip it out,
Bulb and root.
Pull the trigger,
Pull the trigger.
Feeling only gets so far.
Talking only gets so far.
And when you walk away make sure it's dead.
Don't waste your bullets aim for the head,
When you're aiming at the present tense.
Pull the trigger,
Pull the trigger.
Feeling only gets so far.
Talking only gets so far.
And when you walk away make sure it's dead.
Don't waste your bullets aim for the head,
When you're aiming at the present tense.
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4. |
Finish Line
04:14
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Carve out your name with my mouth.
Never feels good as the first time.
Sizing syllables up,
Hard consonants won.
And a slide,
to the finish line.
Corey.
Lean back and set your stare through.
Chemistry's cooking from across the room.
Metal chairs have a way to conduct,
A shiver, a spark, a rush.
Florescent lights giving me away.
Thought that I'd safely stay,
Ahead of your gaze.
But I'm happy to take,
A glance in your periphery.
That'd be enough for me.
Corey.
Corey, I think you're bad news for me.
But I'll never know until I get used to it.
Corey, you're like a sip of the booze for me.
One drink is too many,
A thousand is never enough.
A thousand is never enough.
Carve out your name with my mouth.
Never feels good as the first time.
Sizing syllables up.
Hard consonants won.
And now I,
Hope I see you again.
I'd like to be your friend,
Thanks for your story.
But I'm happy to take,
A glace in your periphery.
That'd be enough for me,
Corey.
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5. |
Like Luna
04:36
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Stumbling slow going,
Waking up not knowing.
The voices beyond,
Break the silence of dawn.
Staying out too long,
Forgetting where home is.
Where done the Queen?
She's flying 'round so lost.
But a bee without honey, honey,
Is nothing but a wasp.
Looks like she forgot,
Where her home is.
Where the fire is burning,
That's where my home is.
Where the fire is glowing,
That's where I'm going.
Like Luna moving through a phase,
We get mysterious every twenty-eight days.
Blood is fire, and if we want to stay sane,
We must worship it.
Where the fire is burning,
That's where my home is.
Where the fire is glowing,
That's where I'm going.
(Repeat)
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Allison Fay Brown Hartford, Vermont
Allison Fay Brown is an independent folk/rock singer-songwriter based in Vermont, USA. She sings the truth of her heart, and in this loud, loud world, her songs carve stories worth listening and leaning into.
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