1.Snow Day
Lyrics：Lisa Loeb
Music：Lisa Loeb
It's a bad day.
It's a train ride.
It's a bad day.
You're my medicine
It's a snow day.
It's a full moon.
It's a snow day.
When'd you get down to my bones？
Where'll I find that wishing stone？
The beads, the records,
all the calls, and the drinks alone.
First by mind, then by music
you'll make this all less confusing.
It's a slow dive down,
a fast distraction,
a strange fall forward-
my lame reaction.
It's a bad day.
It's a long ride.
It s a bad day.
You're my medicine
It's a sinking feeling,
pulls me through the seat of chairs.
When will you come rescue me,
find solace, and then take me there？
You'll say, 'You re not too tired for this life,
and it's not gonna matter if you fall down twice.
You're not too tired for this life, and
it's not gonna matter if you fall down twice.'
When'd you get down to my bones？
Where'll I find that wishing stone？
The beads, the records,
all the calls, and the drinks alone.
It's a bad day.
2 miles to go.
It's a bad day.
You're my medicine
You'll say, 'You're not too tired for this life,
and it's not gonna matter if you fall down twice.
You're not too tired for this life,
and it's not gonna matter if you fall down twice.'
You're my medicine.
You're my medicine.
You're my medicine.
You're my medicine.
It's a long ride
2.Train Song
Won't you wait for me on the platform where the plaid coats
wait？
Won't you wait for me on the platform where the plaid coats
wait？
Cause I've been with you, and in your state,
you're just a pliable, just a dead wait on me.
You know, once I liked you, I liked you a lot.
You were, you were everything, you were everything I'd got.
Now you're poke-faced, like in a parking lot, and
I could pay you a dollar just to hollar a lot.
Once I liked you, I liked you a lot.
And you gave wonderful hugs, when I was with you.
You gave wonderful hugs, when I was with you.
In the slow mist, it wasn't and admirable trait.
You were dancing with another and your standing so straight.
She was like a pipe dream, not a bad position.
She had long legs, had a big breast, she was an apparition.
With tempestuous eyes, we said our goodbyes.
Pulse stopped, was petrified.
I saw you as you sat down and cried.
Do you feel down under？
That's the end of your lies.
Can't you capture a cultivated whim？
No, you can stick in your toe, but you can't jump right in.
Cause you say you've happened, but I know better.
You can't right this wrong now, cause I've met her.
And you gave wonderful hugs when I was with you.
You gave wonderful hugs when I was with you.
When I was with you,
but now, she's with you.
3.Hurricane
Lyrics：Lisa Loeb
Music：Lisa Loeb
Skeleton boy by the side of the road.
He warned me, he told me;
he said, 'There's this woman, she's a hurricane,
she will heal your heart up, and she is hurrying.'
She said, 'Don't look for holidays.
Don't look, just run away.
Go suffocate, and choke your own cry.
Go where the water,
where the water, seeps from the pink sky.
But behead this woman, she's a hurricane,
she will heal your heart up, and she is hurrying.
Remember your reflection in a pool, in a puddle-'
And the leaves sped top-speed towards me,
and my image was muddled.
'I'm a lightheaded wonder,' she said,
'Don't you see my mind slow down？
I'm a lightheaded wonder
don't you see my mind slow down？
Slow down.
I've compassion for strangers,
an affinity for danger-
won't you be my sacrifice？
I'm a lightheaded wonder
don't you see my mind slow down for you？
For you？'
No-
You're a headless woman, you're a hurricane.
You will heal my heart up？
No, I will heal my own heart up, you are hurting.
I'm a sunburn slap upon your arm,
I'll twist you 'til you break,
and you're a hurricane.
4.Come Back Home
Lyrics：Lisa Loeb
Music：Lisa Loeb
Come back home where the three orange suns
they set in the bottom of the globe yeah now.
Come back home where the three purple moons
they set in the bottom of the water yeah now.
You know that I've been there, and
I think you should beware; that
you know they all had faces too,
like me.
Now Hadrian's wall, will not return,
it's crumbled to the land of nowhere;
no one sees it, no one hears it anymore.
And it scrapes my hands across the pavement,
just to think about it,
like the world around you does.
And you put on your crown, and your emeralds, and your rubies,
and you but on your crown.
Yeah, you put on your crown, and your emeralds and your rubies
but you can't run away like Dorothy and her dog.
Put on your crown, and your emeralds, and your rubies,
and you put on your crown.
Yeah, you put on your crown, and your emeralds and your rubies
but you can't run away just to come back.
Come back.
Come back home
where the blue lights glow, and
the red ones glow 'til tomorrow yeah now.
Come back home
where the three purple moons
they set in the bottom of the water yeah now.
You know that I've been there, and
I think you should beware; that
you know they all had faces too,
like me.
When the wrinkles in your wrist are yelling,
'It won't hurt a bit!'
but you know it will,
cause tears and excuses wipe you off your feet
yeah tears and excuses wipe you off your feet
like the world around you does.
And it wipes you off your feet, like the world around you does.
And it scrapes you hands across the pavement,
like the world around you does.
And you wish the world would,
yeah you wish the world would change.
And you wish the world would,
yeah you wish the world would change.
Change.
Change.
Now Hadrian's wall, will not return,
it's crumbled to the land of nowhere;
no one sees it, no one hears it anymore.
And it scrapes my hands across the pavement,
just to think about it,
like the world around you does.
And you put on your crown, and your emeralds, and your rubies,
and you but on your crown.
Yeah, you put on your crown, and your emeralds and your rubies
but you can't run away like Dorothy and her dog.
Put on your crown, and your emeralds, and your rubies,
put on your crown.
And you put on your crown, and your emeralds and your rubies
but you can't run away just to come back.
Come back.
Come back.
5.It's Over
Lyrics：Lisa Loeb
Music：Lisa Loeb
Sorry sir, I stole your money.
Sorry sir, I feel,
but it's so, so twisted,
so unreal.
It was what I'd heard of
and what I didn't have,
but I cannot give what I do not have,
and I cannot take what I do not have.
I can't take it.
Don't stultify.
Don't hold me high.
Don't stultify.
Don't hold me high.
Too many things held precious,
too many things held dear;
that's what I hate,
that's what I fear.
Too much to ask for
may leave me feeling lonely.
Too little leaves me nothing, nothing.
The drone in your voice, and the fly on the wall said,
'It's over, it's over, it's over, it is.'
What do I wish for you, what do I wish？
It's over, it's over, it is.
Are we still solemn and bleeding？
Are we still swimming to water that was wet？
You can't give away certain things that you get.
From the outside
to the inside I couldn't tell you how it really was
There has to be more on one hand,
keep your head above water on the other, the other.
The drone in your voice, and the fly on the wall said,
'It's over, it's over, it's over, it is '
What do I wish for you, what do I wish？
It's over, it's over, it is.
Are we still solemn and bleeding？
Are we still swimming to water that was already wet？
I can forgive, but I won't forget.
I'll wish for you,
I'll plead and I'll steal.
Hold me precious, hold me dear.
I'll wish for you,
I'll sing and I'll feel.
Don't stultify, don't hold me high.
Like a Gothic staple, a last good-bye,
one way to float is if you die.
And it's over, it's over, it's over.
It's over, it's over, it's over
It's over, it's over.
6.This
Lyrics：Lisa Loeb
Music：Lisa Loeb
In an open room that echoes well, this is where I can tell you
everything.
This is where I meet my muse, and it feeds me.
This is how I buy the sun, and it feeds me.
This is why I burn this candle, I light it so that I can handle
this.
You're so still, you're so safe,
appear severe,
you are so nonchalant.
I'm so still
I'm so safe.
appear severe,
I am not.
This is where I meet my muse, and it feeds me.
This is how I buy the sun, and it feeds me.
I told David I won't die, and this is how I watch the sky,
this is why I burn this candle, I light so that I can handle
this.
You're so still,
you save face.
Try to erase all you feel inside.
Stand still,
I save face,
I misplace all the feelings I can't hide.
Of all the rooms I've loved before it's you I love inside this
room.
They test me can I train my evil eye to see like they do -
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes.
Of all the rooms I've loved before,
it's you I love.
This is how I meet my muse.
7.Days Were Different
Lyrics：Lisa Loeb
Music：Lisa Loeb
Days were different when you counted them in hours.
There were some things that she never wanted again.
In fragmented words, too weak to hear,
there were some things that she never wanted again.
Like： do you want to be the man she once knew？
Do you want to be the woman she knew too.
Days were different when you counted them in hours.
There were some things that she never wanted again.
Like, she won't talk of blocks, and of time,
and of clocks and how they bind.
And the days that have passed so fast that you might
bring the past to the present, and say it is your future life.
I'm waking up from a bed of past lives lived,
cause I'm living my life 'half-life, half-lived.'
Days were different when you counted them in hours.
There were some things that she never wanted again.
In fragmented words, too weak to hear,
there were some things that she never wanted again.
Like： do you want to be the man she once knew？
Do you want to be the woman she knew too.
Do you want to be the woman
she was you.
Days are different now,
they are ours.
And days are different now,
they are mine.
8.Guessing Games
Lyrics：Lisa Loeb
Music：Lisa Loeb
I could be trembling when I talk to you.
And I could be making up all sorts of things that are not true.
And I could tell a half truth, but I can not tell a lie.
Oh, I could tell a story that is ten feet high.
My stomach flutters, and I feel sometimes ashamed;
oh, I'm a castle with a broken shutters, and
this is not a guessing game.
My stomach flutters, and I feel sometimes ashamed;
oh, I'm a castle with a broken shutters, and
this is not a guessing game.
Oh, I could make a plea so that you and I could be we, and
I could say, 'Oh, its a must that you and I should be us.'
And all the answers I would guess, and you would be so so
impressed,
but I would never get a 'yes', cause I have not the guts to
guess.
My stomach flutters, and I feel sometimes ashamed;
oh, I'm a castle with a broken shutters, and
this is not a guessing game.
My stomach flutters, and I feel sometimes ashamed;
oh, I'm a castle with a broken shutters, and
this is not a guessing game.
I could be listening but this is not a guessing game.
Well, I'd guess all the answers, but this is not the same.
I could be trembling, or I could be afraid,
I could be wallowing, wallowing when you'll think I've got it
made.
9.Do You Sleep？
Lyrics：Lisa Loeb
Music：Lisa Loeb
Do you eat, sleep, do you breathe me anymore？
Do you sleep, do you count sheep anymore？
Do you sleep anymore？
Do you take plight on my tongue like lead？
Do you fall gracefully into bed anymore？
I saw you as you walked across my room.
You looked out the window, you looked at the moon.
And you sat on the corner of my bed, and
you smoked with the ghost in the back of my head.
I don't know, and I don't care
if I ever will see you again.
I don't know, and I don't care
if I ever will be there.
Do you eat, sleep, do you breathe me anymore？
Do you sleep, do you keep me anymore？
You kick my foot under the table,
I kick you back;
I can't say I'm able to
stand for you or
fall for you ever again.
Wish for a perfect setting？
Wishing that I am letting you
take me where you want me
all over again？
You can't give yourself absolutely to someone else.
I don't know, and I don't care
if I ever will see you again.
I don't know, and I don't care
if I ever will be there.
I saw you as you walked across my room.
You looked out the window, you looked at the moon.
And you sat on the corner of my bed, and
you smoked with the ghost in the back of my head.
Do you eat, sleep, do you breathe me anymore？
Do you sleep, do you count sheep anymore？
Do you sleep anymore？
I don't know, and I don't care if I ever will be there.
10.Airplanes
Lyrics：Lisa Loeb
Music：Lisa Loeb
I grew up where throwing rocks in canyons is not allowed.
I grew up where growing up makes me awkward and proud.
I grew up were it was a difficult drive to the airport,
and I hope you have a good ride, cause my mother, you know,
she doesn't like to fly.
I grew up were it was a difficult drive to the airport,
but I grew up.
School, school, swimming pool,
I walk barefoot home from school.
School, school.
And mother, that's a hard word, the things that you're leaving,
the things that you're missing, the things you don't know.
And father, that's a hard word, the things that you're needing,
the things that you're missing, the things that don't show.
How happy do you have to be to be happy？
How sad do you have to be to be sad？
Do you have to be sad？
Do you have to be？
I grew up where throwing rocks in canyons is not allowed.
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