I was up all night

dreaming of you

Pretty valentine

Bleeding again from the sole of her shoes

Cause she’s got to carry the weight of the truth

Would you take it easy on me

Would you take it easy on me

Would you like to see me crawling

Would it do any good

Good would do if it could

I was up all night drinking of you

We got into a fight

Love always drains the life out of me

But I can’t complain

I’m in the deep freeze

Would you take it easy on me

Would you make it easy on me

Would you like to see me crawling

Would it do any good

Good would do if it could

Through the grace of your heart

I’d be alright through the grace of your heart

Sleep through the night through the grace of your heart

Keep me in line through the grace of your heart

Keep me alive through the grace of your heart

I got up alright

Breakfast for two

Pieces of hate all over the room

Your love is a light that leads to my soul

That’s melting the wall,

That’s drowning me, so

Would you take it easy on me

Could you make it easy on me

Would you like to see me crawling

Would it do any good

Good would do if it could

Through the grace of your heart

The grace of your heart

I’d be alright through the grace of your heart

Sleep through the night through the grace of your heart

Swallow my pride through the grace of your heart

Buried alive through the grace of your heart

Love has no pride

Love has no pride

Grace

Michelle Malone ©1996 & 1996, Strange Bird Songs/Ensign Music/ASCAP

I been deep in the weeds for so long now

That it’s starting to look like up to me

I got fireflies sending signals out

but it looks like it’s all up to me

Life, she caught me slumbering

the wake up call came much too late

I went to dial your number friend

But the numbers didn’t add up straight

I had nothing to show you but I had somewhere to go

So I walked outside, on down the line

And I lay my body down, can’t get my feet back on the ground

walk my head around, walk my head around

If I can stay alive, If I can stay alive, If I can stay alive

I could be somebody tomorrow

I’m not saying keep sharp objects away

but I cut this shirtsleeve from my heart

and if red is the color of life and love

I want to wear your love like heaven, yea

My desire to survive is second only to my desire to be loved by you

Let me take you

to the waters edge, show you how beautiful you are in the reflection of these tears

in the reflection of these years

If I can stay alive, if I can stay alive, If I can stay alive

I could be somebody tomorrow

You say you’d love me anyway, and if I were the hotel maid I think you’d love me more

But I feel like a loser, like a shaker not a mover, like a worn out lonely whore

I been deep in the weeds for so long now

Machete swing don’t cut me down

One more day and I just might

Turn this darkness into light

If I can stay alive, if I can stay alive, if I can stay alive

I could be somebody tomorrow

him, run for

Michelle Malone ©1996 & 1996, Strange Bird Songs/Ensign Music/ASCAP

You hand me life to hold on to

Now I’ve got a lock without a clue

I’ve got a guitar but I haven’t got any blues

You drove your car into the rail

Hey, little star, your engine failed

You lack the luster, dull and pale

But I cannot shine for you

Talk to me – that’s what you came to do

But you just stand there without a clue

I’ve got a guitar but I have no diagnosis for you

Space invader, little quasar

Oh, how I wonder what you are

You can’t get where you’re going to

Still I cannot take you

I’ve got a spot out back where I’ve taken my shovel

I’ve got a spot out back that’s taking all of my time

I’ve got a plot out back if I should run into trouble

So don’t give me anything to hold

You keep your diary in bold

I never said I wanted to

But you just assumed…

I’ve got a garden where I – am growing patients

And my green thumb has become…has come undone

I’ve got a garden where I’m – growing impatient

Oh, my green thumb has become… has come undone

I’ve got a garden where I – am growing patients

Oh, my green thumb has become… has come undone

I’ve got a garden where I’m – growing impatient

Oh, my green thumb has become

Michelle Malone ©1996 & 1996, Strange Bird Songs/Ensign Music/ASCAP

You hand me life to hold on to

Now I’ve got a lock without a clue

I’ve got a guitar but I haven’t got any blues

You drove your car into the rail

Hey, little star, your engine failed

You lack the luster, dull and pale

But I cannot shine for you

Talk to me – that’s what you came to do

But you just stand there without a clue

I’ve got a guitar but I have no diagnosis for you

Space invader, little quasar

Oh, how I wonder what you are

You can’t get where you’re going to

Still I cannot take you

I’ve got a spot out back where I’ve taken my shovel

I’ve got a spot out back that’s taking all of my time

I’ve got a plot out back if I should run into trouble

So don’t give me anything to hold

You keep your diary in bold

I never said I wanted to

But you just assumed…

I’ve got a garden where I – am growing patients

And my green thumb has become…has come undone

I’ve got a garden where I’m – growing impatient

Oh, my green thumb has become… has come undone

I’ve got a garden where I – am growing patients

Oh, my green thumb has become… has come undone

I’ve got a garden where I’m – growing impatient

Oh, my green thumb has become

Michelle Malone ©1996 & 1996, Strange Bird Songs/Ensign Music/ASCAP

Once in my life

a little girl learning goodbye

Daddy’s all gone

She’s left standing in the drive

Dreams come to rescue me

Dream me away

Dreams they rescue me

Gone away

I’m staring out the window

a million miles away

Blue Suede

No fires for the widow

No flowers did she lay

Blue suede

Once in my life

Had a brother who had me

He may have gone

But he will never leave

Dreams they to rescue me

Dream away

Dreams they rescue me

Gone away

Now I’m staring out the window

a million miles away

Blue Suede

No fires for the widow

No flowers did she lay

Blue Suede

From down there

Was nothing I could do

Lie down there or

Crawl back in the womb

There was no room

Michelle Malone ©1996 & 1996, Strange Bird Songs/Ensign Music/ASCAP

I should try to speak

but all this fighting left me weak

If I could defend

but the ink runs from my pen

I’d beg you not to go away

We should be here together

Though we are somewhere near the edge

I’m begging you don’t go away

We should be getting better

Though we are somewhere near the edge

And if I could erase

I’d leave the past without a trace

and with picture-perfect valentine

Replace the words disguised as mine

And beg you not to go away

We should be here together

Though we are somewhere near the edge

I’m begging you don’t go away

We should be getting better

Though we are somewhere near the edge

Life is not living without you

Love is not loving without you

This is something that I feel

the tight squeeze and the cracking cold steel

and I can’t stop it – my heart

must be breaking

I’m begging you don’t go away

We should be here together

Though we are somewhere near the edge

I’m begging you don’t go away

We should be getting better

Though we are somewhere near the edge

Why are we somewhere near the edge

Michelle Malone ©1992, Cold Cocked Music/Sony ATV Songs/BMI

When you walked away

You had nothing left to say

Now you’ve come to change your mind

It’s too late this time

I’ve got no tears to cry

It’s time to say goodbye

I can’t cry for what you lost

and I can’t live with what it cost

and everyday that passes by

All My Lifetime

Everyday – All My Lifetime

Everyday – All My Lifetime

It’s too late- All My Lifetime

It’s so hard to be someone

In the company of none

If I could only close my eyes

Don’t look back inside

But I’ve got no tears to cry

This time I’ll say goodbye

‘Cause I can’t cry for what you’ve lost

And I can’t live with what it cost

And everyday that passes by

All My Lifetime

Everyday – All My Lifetime

Everyday – All My Lifetime

It’s too late – All My Lifetime

I’ve got no tears to cry

It’s time to say goodbye

Goodbye

All My Lifetime

Goodbye

Michelle Malone & Kristen Hall, Ludakris Music/ASCAP

I’m so fucking lonely. I ain’t even high.

Nobody knows me. God knows they try.

Some people talk it. Some people lie.

I’m sick of people talking and I’ve heard every line.

I see your eyes sparkle when they look into mine. Yea.

Some people talk and you can hear a bell ring.

Some people talk and you don’t hear a thing.

Oh no, here we go again. .

Medicated Magdalene

Sing me that song, my friend

And medicate me Magdalene

Until I come down again

We don’t come together. We don’t come alone.

How is the weather? Dry as a bone.

Some people talk it, then go home alone.

I’ve seen your eyes rise like a couple of planets.

We wouldn’t be together even if we’d planned it. Yea.

I’m sick of people talking when they don’t understand.

Just to keep from falling, you held onto my hand.

And I’m feeling so shot down on the street today

I want you to love me then I want to run away

I’m so fucking lonely. But I’m feeling fine.

Nobody Knows me. Anonymities kind.

Some people talk it. Some people lie

I’m sick of people talking and I’ve heard every line

I see your eyes sparkle when they look into mine

Some people come together, you can hear a bell ring

Some people come together and you don’t hear a thing

Michelle Malone ©1996 & 1996, Strange Bird Songs/Ensign Music/ASCAP

Don’t you get in my way

I’m coming through like a freight train

Don’t you get in my way

I’m coming through like a freight train

Time for reflection

Did not see it the first time

Where have you been all these years

Running in circles

Listening to strangers

Too many voices to hear

I’m dreaming again

I’m scheming

Don’t you get in my way

I’m coming through like a freight train

Don’t you get in my way

I’m coming through like a freight train

Too distant, for certain,

Now I think I’m hurtin’

How do you feel everything

Back up from the sewer

and staring at stars

Alice, why did you leave me for so long

I’m dreaming again

I’m scheming

Don’t you get in my way

I’m coming through like a freight train

Don’t you get in my way

I’m coming through like freight train

(spoken)

From the bottom of the looking glass

Though the cream may always rise

Somehow I made it …scarred but …smarter

and I’m never/ going back/ again, no sir

(Not on purpose anyway)

I cried last night for that

girl beneath the black cloud

I did not know her personally but

I do remember seeing her from across the pale charade

Heaven in hell, man, what a parade

She could fly for hours on her magic carpet

Encircle the heart and stab it and stop it

(and there was enough fuel for that bonfire

to last more than a few lifetimes-

I’m convinced that she had already

been hording it for several incarnations)

How long? How long?

Where have you been?

What have you done?

And why do you fearfully from yourself run?

Did you rape? Did you murder?

As a king or a servant

A frustrated nun, a frigid high priestess

A molester of children

A hunter of helpless beasts

Whatever the breach

Brought you to this near and distant place with me

Say goodbye

Say goodbye

To a world where you cannot breathe

To hiding behind unfamiliar skin

To singing songs, never knowing what they mean

Knowledge is power – I never knew me… ‘TIL NOW, ’til now

It’s time to open up that goddamn door

It’s time to find out just what you’re here for

Said it’s time to open up that goddamn door

It’s time to find out just what you’re here for

I’m dreaming again

I’m screaming

Don’t you get in my way

I’m coming through like a freight train

Don’t you get in my way

I’m coming through like a freight train

Don’t you get in my way

I’m coming through like a freight train

Michelle Malone ©1996 & 1996, Strange Bird Songs/Ensign Music/ASCAP

I feel green, as green as the leaves of last summer

I feel blue, as blue as a bird on fire

and I’ve got to let it happen now

I feel stupid like anything I got to say’s not worth it

I feel lonely and mute, but I’m not blind and I’m not perfect

and I’ve got to let it happen

I’ve got to let it happen

I’ve got to let it happen now

Let it out

Let it out

Get it out

but I feel naked and it’s feeling kind of good like I’ve found freedom

and I feel green, as green as the leaves of my heaven

Come on and let it happen

Come on and let it happen

Come on and let it happen now

Let it out

Let it out

come out

come out

and show yourself to me

Michelle Malone ©1996 & 1996, Strange Bird Songs/Ensign Music/ASCAP

When I was 17, I called the road my own

So many sights to see, I turned every stone

I burned the midnight oil. I burned the candle wax

With fire in my veins and no one on my back

One night found myself around New Orleans way

I picked up a rider, whose name he did not say

He clicked his long clean nails upon the window dash

I got a funny feeling when he flashed his leather skin of ash

Now that Devil Moon won’t light my way

Now that Devil Moon won’t light my way

Now that Devil Moon won’t light my way

And I can’t find no one to show the way

He traveled with no bags, just an old fedora and an ivory cane.

He looked me in the eye and said, “Friend, you will never be the same.”

I laughed to his face and put him right back on the road.

Then I realized I had nowhere to run. Then I realized I had no where to go.

And I’ve been driving hard

Through the wind and rain

Looking for a friend,

but nobody knows my name (solo)

Driving in the dark. Ended up at my father’s home.

With no answer at the door, thought I was all alone.

Then I heard a scratching sound and through the windowpane

He looked me in the eye and said, “Friend, you’ll never be the same.”

Michelle Malone ©1996 & 1996, Strange Bird Songs/Ensign Music/ASCAP

I don’t want to talk to anyone I see today

Nothing’s gonna change – nothing they can do or say

The word is on the wind – planted are the seeds we’ve sown

I don’t want to talk, ’cause talking walks these feelings home

Then you say that everything is gonna be alright now

Then you say the words I long to hear

Then I say that everything is gonna be alright now

When you say the words that heal my dimming soul

Then I taste it, I feel it, I kiss you, I want you, mmm

Yea, I taste it, I feel it, I miss you, I want you, mmm

Believe it – experience of lightning bolt presence, mmm

I’ve come alive, I’ve come alive – take of me you beautiful you

Then you say that everything is gonna be alright now

Then you say the words I long to hear

Then I say, “What did I do to ever deserve you, now?”

When you say the words that heal my dimming soul

When I can’t find my way to the end of the day

Won’t you wrap me up in your sky

I’m afraid that I could be

Fading away, away

Then you say that everything is gonna be alright now

Then you say the words I long to hear

Then I say, “What did I do to ever deserve you, now?”

When you say the words that heal my dimming soul.

Michelle Malone ©1996 & 1996, Strange Bird Songs/Ensign Music/ASCAP