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Coming Your Way
03:59
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Coming Your Way
Be in Atlanta, Athens, Savannah, I’ll be coming your way
Seaside is calling when winter is drawing in, I’ll be coming your way
And over in Arkansas after the Ozarks thaw moving from night into day
You can hole up in Birmingham I’ve got a feeling that I’ll be coming your way
Stop in the bayou and I will come find you, I’ll be coming your way
Maybe it’s Jackson where you’ll be relaxing, I’ll be coming your way
We’ll drive to Austin, I am yours to get lost in, whenever you've got the time
I’m on the move, I know you’ve got it too, I’ll be coming your way
Find me somewhere out on the road
take me into your heart and into your home
I’ve got a plan and you’ve got a hand to hold, I’ll be coming your way
I’ll pay for gas if you make me laugh, I’ll be coming your way
Across the dessert there’s arches and canyons explaining the meaning of time
Don’t ask me why because I cannot lie to you, I’ll be coming your way
Find me somewhere out on the road
take me into your heart and into your home
And if this doesn’t last as all things shall pass, I’ll be coming your way
Say you up and leave and you go home to freeze, I’ll be coming your way
Give it a month or two after the winters through, we’ll know the meaning of time
Don’t ask me why because I cannot lie to you I’ll be coming your way
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Don't Wait
02:15
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Don’t Wait
Don't wait for the sun to rise to get out of bed
don't wait for money to get you ahead
don't wait for praise to feel proud and strong
don't wait for true love to feel you belong
Don't wait for spring to send a bloom
don't wait for the muse to write a tune
don't wait for life to really get good
don't wait for me to tell you you should
Don't wait for the ice to melt to get out and go
don't wait for the stars to put on a show
don't wait for the wounds to take their time
don't wait, it starts when you make up your mind
don't wait, it starts when you make up your mind
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The Year of The Wrecking Ball
Open the door to the old brick house, I feel the floorboards smile
carpets worn thin from secrets stuffed in, there’s only so much you can hide
down through the hallway, dinosaur bones and bald tires
these ceilings feel low or maybe I’ve grown, whispers of my anthem get louder
sing hallelujah
sing to the holes in the walls
sing for the light through the broken windows
and the year of the wrecking ball
walls papered with blues and greens, fade to yellowish grey
some things will never leave and others never could stay
inside the bedroom, I hear her still on the phone
33 years of pleading God, please don’t leave me alone
she sings hallelujah
sings to the holes in the walls
sings for the light through the broken windows
and the year of the wrecking ball
out in the garden the rose bush is tangled around the weathered wood fence
the gate to the sidewalk leads me out to our names scratched in the cement
kids are still jumping rope and the ginkgo is still dropping bombs
my sister’s piano drowns out the sound of all of us singing along
we sing hallelujah
sing to the holes in the walls
sing for the light through the broken windows
and the year of the wrecking ball
sing hallelujah
sing to the holes in the walls
sing for the light through the broken windows
and the year of the wrecking ball
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The Call
03:23
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The Call
I’m but a sailor made of hope, blue and green
pride for my home and for my family
I have sailed through New England to the Ohio
down through Virginia and back up to my home
Winds filled my sails, the rains leave me clean
tides pushed and pulled me through all that I have seen
I am not far from my family we all with eyes of blue
and I will stay in Rhode Island, until my time is through
But I'll wait for the cannon, I'll wait for the call
I’ll wait for the cannon, I’ll wait for the call
As the sun rises light echoes on the sand
Fields of my memory come to me again
as a boy delivered papers, the hens laid their eggs
a mother turned to Jesus kneeling by the bed
But I'll wait for the cannon, I'll wait for the call
I’ll wait for the cannon, I’ll wait for the call
I watch the sunset fading away
My lights, my shadows settle into grey
oh this hull has stayed this ocean for o’er a century
and now I turn my love to you and life to set me free
But I'll wait for the cannon, I'll wait for the call
I’ll wait for the cannon, I’ll wait for the call
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Gone Away
02:44
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Gone Away
open your eyes and come back to me
I am the hills and the rocks and the trees
in the shadows of canyons and deep in the sea
I long to be with you, open to me
open your arms and come back to me
I am the drifters, the sick, and the thieves
I am wounded, alone, I’m afraid, and diseased
I long to be with you, open to me
but you’ve gone away
you’ve gone away
open your heart and come back to me
I am the force in a life that is free
I inspire the muse and I planted the seed
and I long to be with you, open to me
but you’ve gone away
you’ve gone away
lift up your voice and sing out to me
I am the reason for music to be
you've been hearing my song for eternity
and I long to be with you, open to me
but you’ve gone away
you’ve gone away
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Remind Me of You
02:48
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Remind me of You
Terraced corn in Iowa
tea farms in China
Combat boots on 7th Avenue
Water splashing on my feet
The AC's on to cut the heat
These things remind me of you
Your head resting on my chest
Minutes till we make a mess
I can see it clear in the rear view
Slowly moving wind turbines
and everything they redefine
these things remind me of you
the photo on my dashboard
echoing your last words
butterflies that I’m driving through
crickets when I fall asleep
an open can of sardines
these things remind me of you
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Antonia
03:48
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Antonia
Sanguine and sublime from the tick to the chime
fingers and toes wrapped in lace
fur coats frost and freeze little hands little knees
soot from the fire on your face
You drag your brush through ashes and dust
painting your fire escape
cries turned to screams, I was small he was mean
soot from the fire on my face
Antonia I am craving your love
paint me a picture in gray
Antonia I am craving your love
I’ll see you in Paris some day
Oh the blood intertwined with hope like a vine
turning this home to a cage
and the green it grows thick, so strong, so quick
there’s so many things I could say
Antonia I am craving your love
paint me a picture in gray
Antonia I am craving your love
I’ll see you in Paris some day
When you find a new home in the belly of a poem
deep in bohemian fame
I am in the gold leaf, in the wool where you sleep
in the steel and the stone and the clay
Antonia I am craving your love
paint me a picture in gray
Antonia I am craving your love
I’ll see you in Paris some day
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Gently as I Go
02:38
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Gently As I Go
We took all the pictures there aren’t any left
We drove all the roads and laughed ourselves to death
Now I’m just trying to find that open window
And close the door gently as I go
With you I learned how to love without being loved back.
My open book caught on fire and I’m breathing in the ash.
Oh the things we go through not to be alone
I’ll close the door gently as I go.
Don’t worry I’ll be gone by the time it’s night.
The rivers here run like veins releasing to the tide
I turned inside out now too knowing what I know
But I’ll close the door gently as I go
You’re holding on to my hand in a distant dream
flying through the shooting stars in our time machine
Amsterdam to Boston, Anchorage to Maine
The end always feels the same
Up here the summer goes with the fireweed
I got what I wanted now you get what you need
By the morning I’ll be gone to Colorado
And I’ll close the door gently as I go
I got what I wanted now you get what you need
And I’ll close the door gently as I go
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Enough
03:38
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Enough
I never know when it’s okay to go to sleep
Have I done enough, have I done enough?
There’s an aching, something is at tugging my sleeve
Have I done enough? Have I done enough?
And will tomorrow be a better day?
When will enough be okay?
As the fire dies and this last breath escapes
then will enough be okay?
I never know when it’s okay to turn my cheek
Have I done enough, have I done enough?
There’s a call for justice, a louder call for peace
Have I done enough? Have I done enough?
And will tomorrow be a better day?
When will enough be okay?
As the fire dies and this last breath escapes
then will enough be okay?
How will I know when it’s the time to bite my tongue?
Have I done enough? mmm.
Break the silence? Then will we have won?
Have I done enough? Have I done enough?
And will tomorrow be a better day?
When will enough be okay?
As the fire dies and this last breath escapes
then will enough be okay?
When will enough be okay?
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Do You Love Me?
01:59
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Do You Love Me?
Find a penny pick it up, maybe it’s beginners luck.
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Throw spaghetti at the wall, if it's not ready it'll fall.
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
I’ll take my pills for you
I’ll clean my spills for you
I’ll floss my teeth for you
I’ll strip my sheets for you
I’ll rock and roll for you
I’ll bare my soul for you
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
If the wood I find is wet, it’s not time to burn it yet.
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
I could pour a cup of joe, let the grounds say yes or no.
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
I could ask the moon and stars, they’ve been kind of right so far.
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Ask a needle on a thread, or I could just ask you instead.
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
I’ll cut the grass for you
I’ll sweep the ash for you
I’ll take the heat for you
I’ll be real sweet to you
I’ll break the mold for you
I’ll grow old for you
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
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11. |
Morning Mantra
01:23
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Morning Mantra
When I wake may I take the day giving thanks for the breath that I breathe
and when I stand my I rise to greet my heart with the warmth of my hand
when I walk may I place my feet on the path of the good and the strong
and when I fall may I know that I still belong
When I speak may my words be true and kind to lift up and feed
and when I fight may I find the power of peace to help carry me
when I shake may I know my strength lies deep within my song
and when I fall may I know that I still belong
and when I fall may I know that I still belong
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Caroline Cotter Portland, Maine
Throughout the years, Caroline Cotter has found a true home on the road and on diverse musical stages internationally, with audiences captivated by her vulnerable vocal quality which belies her insightful and award-winning songwriting. ”Gently as I Go,” to be released in August 2023, explores connection, empowerment, love, life, death, nostalgia, growing up, loss and gratitude. ... more
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