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World Brand New
03:01
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WORLD BRAND NEW © 2023 Ty Greenstein
I wanna read a magazine
I wanna put an old record on
I wanna sit on the stoop with a beer
And the sun sinking down on the neighbor’s lawn
I wanna play you a brand new song
I wrote it just for you
I wanna get in the car and drive
Like we’ve got nothing else to do
And make the world brand new
I wanna take a walk alone
I wanna lose track of space and time
Wanna cross the railroad tracks
Hit the dirt road back where the kids get high
I wanna find a lucky dime
Skip it out on the lake
I wanna think about better times
And how much love it takes
To make the world brand new
I wanna sit with a guitar in a room
Just me and you
And forget everything
We’re supposed to do
And play every song
We’ve known all along
That’s what we long to do
I wanna kiss your honey lips
In the garden with the sugarplums
I wanna lie on the grass with my face
Flushing red from the wine in the midday sun
I want to feel your body rise
Like the bread I baked by hand
I want to feel it all come true
Baby like we used to do
When the world was new
I wanna lay my body down
After a day of playing hard
I wanna feel it sinking deep
Slip into a restful sleep
Wake from a brilliant dream
Of flying over fields
I want feel the love I want
I wanna want the love I feel...
I wanna read a magazine
I wanna put an old record on
I wanna sit on the stoop with a beer
And the dogs running wild on the neighbor’s lawn
I wanna watch them howling free under a sky so blue
Baby that was you and me
Baby that was me and you
When the world was new
Let’s make the world brand new
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2. |
I Do
03:04
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I DO © 2023 Ingrid Elizabeth
Hey you
Is all that I could say
It’s true
First time you flashed that smile my way
Despite degrees framed on the wall
Like the trembling leaves I was born to fall
Feathered heart and a tongue of lead
This is what I wish I’d said
Of all the letters that I wrote to you
In my heart’s steaming cup of alphabet soup
Of all the words that Webster ever knew
If I could only pick two: I do.
When I look at you I hear
Wedding bell alarm clocks in my head
I wanna chase you around the bed
Spread my jam on your homemade bread
We’ll stitch each and every day together
Wrap it around us it in the roughest weather
And stay tongue-tied forever
Of all the letters that I wrote to you
In my heart’s steaming cup of alphabet soup
Of all the words that Webster ever knew
If I could only pick two
When I look at you… I do.
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3. |
One For Me
03:54
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ONE FOR ME © 2023 Ty Greenstein
I’ve had violent dreams, sometimes it seems there’s no peace now to be found
Like the country’s sailed, but the maps have failed and the ship is sinking down
Well I’ve studied art, and the human heart, and I’ve studied history
And I’ve tried to learn how pain can turn your restless spirit free
But the only thing I’ve learned is you’re the one for me
Well the earth swings round without a sound, knows its way around the sun
But my path’s been wild like a drunken child crashing into everyone
Still I’ve traveled far in this beat up car and I’m glad for all I’ve done
And I’ve tried to find a light down every dark abandoned street
But the only thing I’ve found is you’re the one for me
And when I met you, it just felt true, like rain that’s finally here
After fires burned the countryside, and the sky had disappeared
There will be those days when crime it pays, you lose track of who you are
And there will be those years of a million tears, crying into your guitar
And when I was young I learned to run, but I never got that far
And I don’t know if we’re souls and stardust, or just biology
Seems the one thing that I know is you’re the one for me
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4. |
Set You Free
03:52
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SET YOU FREE © 2023 Ingrid Elizabeth
Tell me, how did it come to this?
Stranded in a bottle out at sea
They all loved me best they could
Though my best was seldom good
There was never another way for me
Oh my babies, I beseech you
Do as I say and not as I do
Of my blood, I wish to set you free
And may this sickness die with me
Shouting at the starless sky above
Gravel and broken glass beneath my feet
Once the train begins to roll
I lose all self-control
Even through their tears to please let it be
Oh my babies, I beseech you
Do as I say and not as I do
Of my sins, I wish to wash you clean
And may this sickness die with me
I don’t know who I’m praying to
Ain’t no God would have let it go this far
May you never know this bottomless fear
May you never do the damage I have done
May you never feel estranged
Held hostage by your rage
With your every move on both sides of the gun
Oh my babies, I beseech you
Do as I say and not as I do
Of my blood, I wish to set you free
And may this sickness die with me
Of my fate, I wish to set you free
So, may this sickness die with me
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5. |
Pictures of You
04:29
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PICTURES OF YOU © 2023 Ty Greenstein
I open the front door
The neighbor's kids are out
Drawing lines in chalk
Today I'll stay inside
Hoarding all my doubts
My secret pain is out
So what do I do with these pictures of you
And of us by the millions, in cars and in canyons
And what do you say to a ghost anyway?
Now, silent as a storm
Way out in the field
I am newly born to this world
Just like I was once
In my mother's arms
Made of flesh and trust
So what do I do with these pictures of you
And of us by the millions, in cars and in canyons
And what do I say when it's you in my dreams
And you're still like a statue ignoring my pain
And how do I answer the voice in my head
When it tells me I must have deserved what you said
And what do you say to a ghost anyway?
I'll take this time to think
Walk my dog again
Up to where the land bows down to the sea
On its soiled knees, on the chance that we…
To the hope that all of this was somehow meant to be
And I am still alive
Even with you gone
Here now is a song
So what do I do with these pictures of you
And of us by the millions, in cars and in canyons
And what do I say when it's you in my dreams
And you're still like a statue ignoring my pain
And how do I answer the voice in my head
When it tells me I must have deserved what you said
And what do you say to a ghost anyway?
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6. |
Jubilee
03:43
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JUBILEE © 2023 Ty Greenstein & Ingrid Elizabeth
With a little bit of hindsight
I probably would’ve been all right
With a little bit of self-respect
And a little more time
But nothing really went my way
Every day was like judgment day
Every night was like a big mistake
In the fabric of time
But this is how the hero’s journey goes
No one ever really knows
Who they’re gonna have to be
Jubilee, jubilee
You’ve gotta listen for the sound
Jubilee, jubilee
It’s coming back around
So just wait long enough and you’ll be free
In the jubilee
Way down in Mobile Bay
In the middle of the worst heat wave
All the fish swim up one day
Throw themselves out of the sea
The whole town gets a free buffet
Bells ring and the bands all play
Party goes on for days
It’s called the Jubilee
Some things you don’t have to earn
Sometimes the world just turns
Delivers everything you need
Jubilee, jubilee
You’ve gotta listen for the sound
Jubilee, jubilee
It’s coming back around
So just wait long enough and you’ll be free
In the jubilee
You were Machiavellian
How you refused to let me in
Or maybe just a real bad friend
With too much history
And maybe now you’re worn and tired
And life has left you uninspired
As lost as any used up tire in the middle of the heap
Or maybe your heart’s been found
Metal bars have melted down
Maybe every single soul can be redeemed
Jubilee, jubilee
You’ve gotta listen for the sound
Jubilee, jubilee
It’s coming back around
It’s not always up to you and me
So just wait long enough and you’ll be free
In the jubilee
Just wait long enough and you’ll be free
In the jubilee
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7. |
Except for the Love
04:49
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EXCEPT FOR THE LOVE © 2023 Ty Greenstein
That was my life
And that beauty in the picture frame
That was my wife
Til the day her maker came
That was my heart
It had to break a thousand times
That was my art
Though it never made a dime
I've had my share of anger
I've picked my share of fights
But now I'm trying to remember
How anything can matter
Except for the love we gave each other
The love we gave each other
Except for the love
That was my youth
Thought it would never end
That was my truth
And those were my best friends
Those were our kids
Guess I won't see those faces again
I stand by all I did
Still I wish I'd been more like them
I've made my share of messes
Out of other people's lives
But now I'm trying to remember
How anything can matter
Except for the love we gave each other
The love we gave each other
Except for the love
I knew this day was gonna come
But it came faster than a bullet from a gun
Where did the years go?
Damned if I know
That was my chance
I gave it all I had
These were my hands
I tried to do more good than bad
That was my life
Strange how it felt so real
I guess this is my time
Like the end of a movie reel
In a dark empty theater
When the last credit's gone
But now I'm trying to remember
How anything can matter
Except for the love we gave each other
The love we gave each other
Except for the love we gave, for the love we gave
Except for the love
Except for the love
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8. |
Summertime
04:00
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SUMMERTIME © 2023 Ingrid Elizabeth
I was a watercolor girl in a tintype town
The locals looked me up and down
Love to watch their heads spin when we come around
Me and my sweet baby
She was a tall glass of lemonade
Always had me sweating in the shade
Stole my first kiss from me in the first grade
Lord, I knew she was the one
Berries in the bucket, baby's on a blanket
Tomatoes hanging heavy on the vine
The underwear is dancing to a Patsy Cline song
Out on the laundry line
In a field of lightning bugs that put the country stars to shame
We're gonna get higher than the corn tonight
'Cause boys like her
Bring me some some some of that summertime
With watermelon chins and sunscreen hands
Mosquito bites and farmer tans
She slipped a dandelion ring on my left hand
'Cause she knew I was the one
The days get hotter, we go down to the water
Past the city limit sign, leave the locals behind
Skipping stones, digging toes in the sand
We left our bathing suits on dry land
When the sun goes down, we get to rolling around
And fogging up the windows with (uh uh uh)
I left my heart in the glove compartment
Of a dusty old baby blue pick-up truck
Berries in the bucket, baby's on a blanket
Tomatoes hanging heavy on the vine
The underwear is dancing to a Bonnie Raitt song
Out on the laundry line
We made fireworks that put the city park to shame
The neighbors must’ve thought it was the 4th of July
'Cause boys like her
Bring me some some some of that summertime
Now happiness is a front porch swing
Forever is a dandelion ring
This barefoot queen and her flatbed king
We know every song the radio sings
In perfect three-part harmony
And Thank God…
That boys like her like the girls like me
Boys like her
Like the girls like me
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9. |
My Country
05:24
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MY COUNTRY © 2023 Ty Greenstein
My country tis of thee
Deadbeat and divorcee
Of thee I want to sing
And mean everything
Is it unkind to say
You’ve seen much better days?
And if I tell the truth
I hardly recognize you
Oh but I knew you when
Your dreams waved in the wind
With stars shining in your eyes
Dying to show your stripes
Oh, you were wild and bold
At least that’s the tale you told
And we all believed it too
We believed in you
Cause way back when you were born
Someone said this one’s for
Toppling tyranny
Lifting a lamp to sea
So people could look and say
Hey, there’s another way
And they pinned every dream they had
On your new little head
Then life came in fits and starts
The booze and the broken hearts
You fell asleep on the job
And slept your way to the top
But oh what a grand decline
And then you ran out of time
And everyone gathered round
To see you go down
I know each one of us
Has lost somebody’s trust
Despite all we thought we’d be
Sweet lands of liberty
With poems etched on our sides
Of healing the great divides
And opening every door
To the tired and the poor
And now we may not be friends
But the long arc of character bends
Always towards the rising sun
So put down your 300 million guns
The enemy you fear
Is staring back in the mirror
And the battles still left to fight
Are the ones deep inside
So don’t you give up just yet
Go on now, get some rest
Wipe the centuries from your face
I’ll help you clean up the place
If you can’t be a superstar
Just be more perfect than you are
Ain’t it worth one last shot to be
The land of the free?
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I AM WILLING
(Written by Holly Near © Hereford Music / ASCAP)
I am open and I am willing
To be hopeless would seem so strange
It dishonors those who go before us
So lift me up to the light of change
There is hurting in my family
There is sorrow in my town
There is panic in the nation
There is wailing the whole world round
I am open and I am willing
To be hopeless would seem so strange
It dishonors those who go before us
So lift me up to the light of change
May the children see more clearly
May the elders be more wise
May the winds of change caress us
Even though they burn our eyes
I am open and I am willing
To be hopeless would seem so strange
It dishonors those who go before us
So lift me up to the light of change
Give me a mighty oak to hold my confusion
Give me a desert to hold my fears
Give me a sunset to hold my wonder
Give me an ocean to hold my tears
I am open and I am willing
To be hopeless would seem so strange
It dishonors those who go before us
So lift me up to the light of change
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Mouths of Babes Sebastopol, California
With more than a dozen albums and over a thousand shows between them, Ty Greenstein and Ingrid Elizabeth of Mouths of Babes are no strangers to the indie folk music scene. For years, their bands Girlyman and Coyote Grace captivated thousands of loyal fans as they criss-crossed the country. Now, as Mouths of Babes, they've distilled the very best of their previous groups into a new folk power duo. ... more
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