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Birds in the Sky
03:47
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I am a man so I'll do what I can
To make all of these pieces fall into my hand
And I know it ain't right but I knew exactly where
Where you stood when your father fell
Now we're going to the city and it'll take a city man
To make all of these pieces fall into your hand
It's all about you and and it's all about me
And who we'll meet and where we'll be
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And I said hold on, hold on, hold on to me
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Now we've moved into the city and found some space to fill
Some room to move and a place to build
And I'll build and I'll build yes I'll build so high
That there's no one around 'cept the birds in the sky
Now we've built and we've build and we've build so high
That there's no one around and we wonder why
Yet the lights shine bright on endless nights
And there's so much to say but no one to tell
(Chorus)
I'll take one more night out of every week
And one more hour out of every day
To retrace the lines that have brought us here
And to patch up the cracks that can take us away
(Chorus)
I am a man so I'll do what I can
To make all of these pieces fall into my hand
And it's all about you and it's all about me
And who we'll meet and where we'll be
(Chorus)
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Alphabet City
03:30
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Well you're laughing and you're crying
And you're singin and you're beggin
All outta here and right beside me
There's a clash of bottles and a homeless man yellin
You couldn't be bothered even if it was a baby drownin
Dark, I know, but what is your soul
But an empty cheese wrapper and an old taco salad?
They say the city's great if you know where you're heading
Well I think it's a joke
Are you in on it with me?
They say the city's great if you know where you're heading
Well I think that's a joke, are you in on it with me
The wine at the cafe never stops flowing
I don't see the beauty
Just a whole lotta money
And my debt it all mounting in Alphabet City
Yes my debt is all mounting but my heart is still beating
And my heart is still beating in Alphabet City
Could someone pick me up in Alphabet City?
I wanna know where will you go
When there's nothing left to do.
And I don't know what to do cause this city it makes me
Worry bout things that have no meaning
Climb an empty ladder that leads nowhere
But I climb and I climb
Cause I still wanna get there
And my debt is all mounting like I said
My debt is all mounting but my heart is still beating
Yes my debt is all mounting in Alphabet City
Could someone pick me up in Alphabet City?
Went on a date last night it was a small disaster
She fumbled with her card so I paid for everything
The wine was good but the conversation lagged
I don't think that I will see her again
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Think I Just Saw Frank
03:01
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It's Monday in the neighborhood and the kids are all out
A man named Frank is on the corner scaring them all
Cause his head is big and wide and his hair is paper thin
And he'll stare at you with blue eyes that never blink
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Only a few will know his name
But those who do will turn their heads and whisper
Turn their heads and whisper
"I think I just saw Frank"
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The smallest thing can make him made or bring him the greatest joy
But if you get too close to him he'll push you right away
When he's out on the town he drinks through a straw
And looks around with blue eyes that never blink
(Chorus)
Frank looks very strange as he wanders round
With his oversized paper, painted oval head
It's not made of paper maiche, he was born in the import office
In the image of a rockstar who never made it big
(Chorus)
Frank are you laughing or Frank you cryin?
What we all want to know is what are you thinkin
What were you ashamed of that made you put on that mask?
And now what can be done to make you take it off?
(Chorus)
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A stranger can't take your heart cause he won't know where to start
When you've fallen down and the world has picked you apart
That stranger can't lift you up, even if you want him to
Cause you don't know him but mostly he doesn't know you
When you're alone and you're feelin blue and you need someone to hold
You've got to take someone, but not just anyone
Because a stranger doesn't know you
The stranger might know your name in the corner of his brain
Like a TV replay or an old refrain
But that stranger can't take your heart, even if you want him to
Cause he hasn't learned what to do when you're feelin blue
When you're jumping from here to there and you need someone to hold
You've got to take someone, but not just anyone
Cause a stranger doesn't know you
The stranger doesn't know you yet, but who knows what's ahead
Maybe flowers and gifts so stick around and see what you'll get
The stranger may take your heart when he's learned a little thing or two
And says I gotta have someone, not just anyone, yes, I gotta have you
When you're alone and you're feeling blue and you need someone to hold
You gotta take someone, not just anyone
Cause a stranger doesn't know you
Why are we so alone when there's so many around to hold?
Maybe it's cause we're strangers to most everyone one we know.
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You've opened up a bottle of wine and you're thinking of Christmas time
And how you used to believe in Santa Claus
You used to think about kids and a house
That notion has up and left you now
It's been seven years ago today since you last saw that face
Oh that was so long ago
Now you've grown bitter and you're old enough to know
That it takes more time to build than to break
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Clouds roll by and they block out the sun
Is this what it means to be lost?
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The wheels are coming off of the car that you own
And the tailpipe hits the asphalt when you drive
The plant you bought last week has begun to wilt
You probably just gave it too much water
Skipping from thought to thought, your mind lands
On some chore that you forgot to do
Everyone can complain, except for you
Cause you know that you've chosen all of this
(Chorus)
The smell of rain is soft as it runs up your nose
The buzz of wine has finally kicked in
Thumbing through your phone you notice that
Snow is falling all the way down in your hometown
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Nick Watt
Nick Watt is a multi-instrumentalist songwriter based in Brooklyn. His lyric-driven songs tell stories of people from many
walks of life. With musical stylings that draw on blues from his native St. Louis to the jazz of his current home of New York, he creates grooves that support the songs’ narratives.
Inquiries:
nicholas.a.watt@gmail.com
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