1. |
Spirit in Disguise
02:01
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She’s a beautiful fool
But an ugly intellectual
She disregards the rules
But they tie her down no she won’t make a sound
Cynically optimistic
Unintentionally cryptic
She’s not free yet but she
Wants to be oh she's a spirit in disguise
She’s a Goddess
With a knack for climbing trees
She's a maniac and she’ll
Dance alone in the middle of the street
She's radiant but fragile
There’s a universe behind each smile
She’s not free yet but she
wants to be oh she's a spirit in disguise
She’s not free yet but she's
yearning to be oh she's a spirit in disguise
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2. |
Sailor Song
02:21
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she was a sailor
stationed at the northern bay
aimlessly inspired I was
making my way up and down
the interstate
I was just along for the ride
when we locked eyes
drowning out the screams of
the party behind
only two short days before
I'm headed out to leave
couldn't help but lose myself
in a fantasy
where you would sail me away
we'd throw our troubles off the bough
find shelter from the storm
Lay here with me now
we'll sing until our hearts sing deep down
into the blue
drunkenly waltzing in some smoky saloon
and each morning when we wake up
the horizon will be new
through every ocean every sea
I will be true
so baby sail me away
we'll watch the world as it floats by
we'll gaze at every star
asking every why
someday our life on land
will be a distant memory
through every ocean every sea
stay true to me
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3. |
Fire Alarm
03:07
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Last night I dreamt of kissing you
it was soft and sweet and warm but it was desperate too
you say it isn't fair, fingers tangled in my hair
stop asking me to measure how much I care
Why do we trade our love for freedom?
Why do we trade our freedom for a safe pair of arms?
Why do come together just to fall apart,
when will our tired arguments become works of art
I should have listened when they warned us by
setting off the fire alarm
So let me have my idealized loneliness
I'll let you seek out your need to be held close
Tell me baby, do you believe in fate?
Because I have a tendency to eat whatever falls
onto my plate
Why do we trade our love for freedom?
Why do we trade our freedom for a safe pair of arms?
Why do come together just to fall apart,
when will our tired arguments become works of art
I should have listened when they warned us by
setting off the fire alarm
I should have listened when they warned us by
setting off the fire alarm
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4. |
Rain
03:39
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Lately I’ve been replaying all of my mistakes
Daydreaming during stoplights
Wasting days away
I could call it going with the flow
But my dear deep down I know my soul is sleeping
Hibernating through the summer
Waiting around for the weather to match her tears
Overly excited for the California sun to disappear
I’ll sing a love song to the first cloud I see in the sky
Thank you so much
for coming by
I’m gonna slide down the flooded sidewalk
I’ll dance until I can’t walk
Baby please rain, rain, rain on me
Bring me to my knees
Baby please rain
Rain, rain on me
Let me feel at home in my own body
Lately I've been dizzy cheap red wine
pretending that I'm lonely, spending too much time inside
I know I'm not an introvert, but I stay quiet when it hurts to be
sweating in the smog
just let me shiver through the fog
as I wade through a sea of evergreens
setting forth, for the north
until I feel that water wash me clean.
I’ll write a love song to the first cloud I see in the sky
Thank you so much
for coming by
I’m gonna slide down the flooded sidewalk
I’ll dance until I can’t walk
Baby please rain, rain, rain on me
Bring me to my knees
Baby please rain
Rain, rain on me
Let me feel at home in my own body
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5. |
The Big Game
04:44
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There’s a bible on the floor
There’s an empty vodka bottle in my underwear drawer
Chin up child, oh what a life you have ahead
That’s what they’re all saying if i could only find my head
Is it missing is it hiding was it ever there
Has its power been obstructed by pretending I don’t care
I don’t know but i’m anxious
And I know that i’m not ready
And I don’t know how much longer I can wait
Chaos and confusion are so bittersweet
90 years of living and you might never feel complete
But the search is on and i’m not too strong
And the weather will weather my thin skin
I’ll live for tomorrow and I’ll live for you
I’ll sing to the stars just to thank them for the moon
And a shoulder to rest on at the break of dawn
And my laughter will be tainted with sin
Because contrary to what they tell you to do
I’ll never be playing this game to win
I’m a walking bridge burner
The soles of my shoes they are laced with kerosene
Endings don’t always breed possibilities
I’ll surely learn it one day
But for now just let me be
Now I’m alone
and I’m anxious
And I know that I’m not ready
But I don’t know how much longer i can wait
Chaos and confusion are so bittersweet
90 years of living and you might never feel complete
But the search is on and i’m not too strong
And the weather will weather my thin skin
I’ll live for tomorrow and I’ll live for you
I’ll sing to the stars just to thank them for the moon
And a shoulder to rest on at the break of dawn
And my laughter will be tainted with sin
Because contrary to what they tell you to do
I’ll never be playing this game to win
I’ll never be playing this game to win
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6. |
Back to Black (cover)
03:32
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He left no time to regret
Kept his dick wet
With his same old safe bet
Me and my head high
And my tears dry
Get on without my guy
You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I'll go back to black
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
I go back to us
I love you much
It's not enough
You love blow and I love puff
And life is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls inside
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
Black
Black
Black
Black
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to, I go back to black
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7. |
Sugar Mountain (cover)
05:25
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Oh, to live on Sugar Mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You can't be twenty on Sugar Mountain
Though you're thinking that
You're leaving there too soon,
You're leaving there too soon.
It's so noisy at the fair
But all your friends are there
And the candy floss you had
And your mother and your dad.
Oh, to live on Sugar Mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You can't be twenty on Sugar Mountain
Though you're thinking that
You're leaving there too soon,
You're leaving there too soon.
There's a girl just down the aisle,
Oh, to turn and see her smile.
You can hear the words she wrote
As you read the hidden note.
Oh, to live on Sugar Mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You can't be twenty on Sugar Mountain
Though you're thinking that
You're leaving there too soon,
You're leaving there too soon.
Now you're underneath the stairs
And you're givin' back some glares
To the people who you met
And it's your first cigarette.
Oh, to live on Sugar Mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You can't be twenty on Sugar Mountain
Though you're thinking that
You're leaving there too soon,
You're leaving there too soon.
Now you say you're leavin' home
'Cause you want to be alone.
Ain't it funny how you feel
When you're findin' out it's real?
Oh, to live on Sugar Mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You can't be twenty on Sugar Mountain
Though you're thinking that
You're leaving there too soon,
You're leaving there too soon.
Oh, to live on Sugar Mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You can't be twenty on Sugar Mountain
Though you're thinking that
You're leaving there too soon,
You're leaving there too soon.
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Olive Klug Los Angeles, California
LA-based folk singer/songwriter Olive Klug centers vulnerability and storytelling in their music.
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