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Fur Cap
04:14
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Fur Cap
I had a bicycle in the city.
I watched a thin blanket of clouds at the horizon
darken the streets below pavement, gray and still.
Sharing a bath with her and that fur cap.
Yeah, the one with the large ear flaps
that's all she was wearing and it was…
Oh, how I wished winter would last forever.
The sky brightened to a dull gray
like someone had just painted some pleasant mistake.
Her and that crazy fur cap…
that's all she was wearing and it was winter.
The sky ash-colored the streets at dusk,
yeah, it's a shame what became of us.
Sometimes late at night I think "Oh well... it's only life."
People like me hate summer.
Summer's for the simple minded and free.
Winter's for those burdened and heavyhearted... like me.
Her and that fur cap, Wow!
Yeah, I'd like to see her walking back.
How could I have let something like that slip away?
Now I've a six-hour walk to the airport
in a heavy coat and with darker thought.
Her and that crazy fur cap…
I'd like to get just a little bit more of that.
All lyrics by Craig Bennett
BlackCottage Publishing, BMI
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2. |
All Night Bookstore
05:20
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All Night Bookstore
There was once an all night bookstore
that stood where I'm standing now.
And I was swearing then just like I'm swearing now.
I can't make it out tonight or any other night.
I've no idea why I'm unable to socialize
It was nice being invisible at that all night bookstore.
If I had capsized I'd have no body to wash upon the shore.
There was once an all night bookstore
that stood where I'm standing now.
Well, I've searched ever since…
I could use a place like that now.
I prefer strangers to people I know
'cause with strangers there's so much more potential.
There was once an all night bookstore
that stood where I'm standing now.
No, if I had capsized I would have never been found.
I'd have no body to wash upon the shore
…just a short life of wanting more.
"Hey boy, I need a ride to town
I want to go somewhere where I'll never be found."
She said, "Hey boy … can you take me back to town?
…Won't you take me?"
All lyrics by Craig Bennett
BlackCottage Publishing, BMI
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3. |
Toy Box
02:55
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Toy Box
I stood perfect and still
as she sped by on her snow mobile.
People like her don't know their right from wrong.
I've been waiting so long.
She's a toy box and she opens for me.
She's a toy box. People, line up to see.
Come see the toy box she's turned out to be!
Hey all you people… tell me what you see.
I'm not happy but I'm as close as I'd ever dared to be.
You open and you give to me
but you'll cost me plenty.
You're modern, you're hot, you're fast,
you make no sense to me…
you'll cost me everything.
But I wouldn't know how or when to stop!
It was warm in the springtime,
Oh, how I miss those days,
my honey pie…her arms around my waist.
Oh, She was a toy box and she opened for me.
She was a toy box…People lined up to see.
They saw the toy box she turned out to be!
Hey all you people tell me what you see.
Well, I'm not happy but I'm as close as I'd ever dared to be.
All lyrics by Craig Bennett
BlackCottage Publishing, BMI
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4. |
The Easterner
02:54
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The Easterner
It's not that I'm drawn to you.
It's that any port in the storm will do.
And I mean any port in this storm will do.
I never crossed the Mississippi
until I met you.
It all seemed so strange.
Yeah, the sun didn't set the same.
Standing beneath the neon glow
of a late night sandwich shop.
A brunette leans against a large detailed map of downtown
to blow smoke from the corner of her mouth.
She'd be so easy to forget if not for all of her imperfections…
which I can't stop thinking about … so beautifully imperfect.
All lyrics by Craig Bennett
BlackCottage Publishing, BMI
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5. |
Snowstorm
02:45
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Snowstorm
I pretended to study life.
I just sat on the edge of the booth and stared at the floor.
Sitting with people I didn't know…
too sick to stay, too lonely to go.
Looking outside I saw it snowing…
I saw the radar.
A storm a few southern counties wide.
I walked with my hands in my pockets and a stupid smile.
This cross-eyed girl said, "Come and stay awhile."
She took a short cut to get next to me.
Suddenly winter was finished.
I never think of her in the summer.
Crazy things happen to me when it snows.
I once threw a snowball and nearly broke her jaw.
We took a short walk though a tall city.
All lyrics by Craig Bennett
BlackCottage Publishing, BMI
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(On the subway platform…
she had a certain "discotheque" charm…
Now it's all gone … it's all gone.)
She went on and on about having a subscription to the New York Times.
Funny, she never mentioned having ever read the New York Times.
Man, she's really changed…
Not for the good…
I should have done something.
Man, she's really changed…
I guess I knew she would…
Yeah, I saw it coming.
(It's no use … I can hear the city from the window…
And she's out there … pulling strings to keep her world spinning)
(The seasons do come and go, don't they? It's all such a drag.)
All lyrics by Craig Bennett
BlackCottage Publishing, BMI
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7. |
Good Listener
02:48
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Good Listener
To see a friendship end is worse than death
'cause your ex-friend still lives.
She comes from the west bringing nothing but regrets
and cheap gifts from Union Station…
and a smoker's complexion.
I don't feel like saying, "hello" but I open the door
leading us out to fresh fallen snow.
Where she'll go I'll never know.
If only she'd walk up to the wrong car (thinking it was mine)
and somehow someone would offer her a ride
then I'd be free of her
Free to think more about me.
You're a good listener
if that is what you're doing
'cause you just sit there looking stupid
as I slowly self-destruct.
You're a good listener
I guess that's what you're doing
'cause you just sit there looking stupid
As I slowly self-destruct.
You must be what they call a "good listener"
'cause you will not open your mouth - cause you're too goddamn dumb.
As I slowly self-destruct.
You're one of those good listener's, aren't you?
'Cause all you do is sit there blinking like an idiot.
As I slowly self-destruct.
You're worthless to me; you're worthless to me.
You worthless, you worthless, you worthless
You idiot!
As I slowly self-destruct.
All lyrics by Craig Bennett
BlackCottage Publishing, BMI
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8. |
Nancy
04:12
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Nancy
Late in the afternoon, downtown hotel lights
come on at random and I feel a strange sort of lonely joy.
Then this girl comes by, wearing a torn tee shirt,
with iron-on letters misspelling the word "Nancy."
Up in my key-carded room she heads straight for the courtesy bar
and after four Bass Ales she said, 'Let's set sail."
Oh Nancy, we're the same, you and I, we both have the same strange
Nagging urge to survive.
I left too much to chance.
All I ever wanted was a girl in leather pants.
Nancy, nobody needs to know where we go.
Let's get behind that giant sheet music store on 44th.
I didn't understand her kind of love.
Still, I would have taken it.
What she said was full of half-truths (and full-truths.)
She said I was nothing but a "pop poet" and my shows were boring.
Now she's back, lending her shadow
to a city already known for shadows.
When I go out, people say, "Hey, are you going out tonight with Nancy?"
I say, "No, just going out for a late night bowl of spaghetti."
All lyrics by Craig Bennett
BlackCottage Publishing, BMI
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9. |
Living Room
02:37
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Living Room
You got your keyboard beside you
and we're alone in your living room.
As you attempt a familiar tune
I say, "Hey! It feels good to let you know…
Yeah! It feels good to let you know…
That I've been after you for so long…
I'd like to take my hands and place them on you…"
Well I've been waiting here - To call this living is wrong.
And I know it's hopeless trying to reach you…
You're so far gone.
All lyrics by Craig Bennett
BlackCottage Publishing, BMI
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10. |
The Westerner
06:41
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The Westerner
I never crossed the Mississippi
Until I met you.
It all seemed so strange.
Yeah, the sun didn't set the same.
Once I had met all those I had cared to meet
I was ready to head back east
Where the brunette in the navy pea coat
had a scarf gently wrapped around her throat.
She points to the harbor darker than I had once thought.
And there was a glow from inside her apartment
Her boyfriend watching a game on TV,
Some Midwestern rivalry.
The harbor no darker than the days I spent starving for her
As I was lost out west stuck with a fool in a rabbit fur vest.
All lyrics by Craig Bennett
BlackCottage Publishing, BMI
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11. |
Campus Cutie
04:39
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Campus Cutie
You were a nomad pagan
rotten to the core.
You were a forest dweller
trudging through the snow.
I was a homesick sailor
looking to the shore.
I believe your sun will never shine.
You're from a warring faction
searching for a foe.
You're a roaming glacier
destroying my ships hull.
I believe your sun will never shine.
You left yours and I stayed with mine.
I saw a playboy bunny
when I was twelve years old.
I was a primitive painter
my college professors were bitter, pitiful, and dull.
She was a campus cutie
Searching for thrift store clothes.
All lyrics by Craig Bennett
BlackCottage Publishing, BMI
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Craig Bennett Atlanta, Georgia
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