Brooke Miller (CD & LP)

see yourself as an airplane

you’re high above the water

below the sky

but you slipped through an open window

You wonder how you got there

in all your spite

spilling out over all of  the lights

and the water won’t know what hit it / body like a cannonball

somedays you’ve got everything / somedays you’ve got nothing at all

when you curl up your feet / the faster you fall / and no one ever sees you like a cannonball

well you find yourself in a situation

something doesn’t go the way you wanted it to

even in a foreign language

you’re raising the skin under my tattoos

raising the skin under my tattoo

I’ve been living in greyer places

work all day with head in hands

and it’s hard to cover these thinning sleeves

stammering through the wet lands

I should be fighting back I never learn my lesson

when it should be sinking in

I’ve got new lines where I used to have curves

used to have brush marks now I’ve got slurs

you’ve got my attention

my attention’s all you’ve got

you’ve got my attention

what do you want?

some troubles are worth the bitter cold bite

mostly it’s a washed up ship

some would not walk out and others just might

I’m on neither side of it

I hate to see you cry

and I’m heartless to just walk right by

Tuning: C G Eb F Bb D

why did we ever come so far

I knew I’d seen it all before

tall buildings reach up in vein

tinseltown is in the rain

I know now love was so exciting

tinseltown in the rain

all men and woman

here we are

caught up in this big rhythm

one day this love will all blow over

time for leaving the parade

is there a place in this city

a place to always feel this way

and hey, there’s a red car in the fountain

do i love you? yes i love you

will be always be happy go lucky..

do i love you? yes i love you

but it’s easy come and it’s easy go

all this talking is only bravado

you don’t have to listen

at least not to me

it’s one of those days of contingency

I’m gentle with foot steps

I’m caution with fear

all on the out chance that you would be near

your mouth is wide open

you don’t make a sound

how do you figure

anyone around you can hear yousay that dear

too old for this child game

too young for this job

put it all on and shake all of it off

we want all of our purpose

to be less of a cause

heart should be in it despite any flaws

but your heavy on the pedals

you’re hard on my mind

when I look for you

you’re hard to find

hard to hear you say that dear

a melody broken

a harmony peering

out from the chaos

and suddenly I want to hear you say that dear

craving the subtle un-windings

of a terrible storm

call it a bombing or a brilliant save

over my feet and into my heart

and into my yard

where do you go when the place you adore

is no longer where you set it down anymore

I want an ocean of air on my skin

and a good gail to push me in

I’m caught on the line

(you ain’t never gonna get it / never gonna get it)

starless reminder on a burgundy night

everything in the world just stammers by

it can’t be irrelevant if it can stare you in the face

making you untimely side

making it all out to be something better than now

and back to the place you started out anyhow

beautiful moment what a pity what a sin

baring it all and still sucking in

tiny steps to get your hands in place

push a feeling right against a wall

and try to cover it with white sound

push a feeling right up in my face

It’s a big deal

but what you gonna do?

it’s a big deal

but what you  gonna lose?

double digits reach for everything it sees

it makes you it double takes you every single time

rough tidal on a puddle in your play ground

you’re still the strangest thing that has happened to me

and when consciousness met it’s rival

i bet they just stammered into each others’ arms

an unusual meet and the kind of defeat

only the best way to sound out any alarms

send out a military heart in the place of the art

of love and the ship that it’s in

I am calling out over a tower of immeasurable din

when I was a young girl barely grown up

firey red temper in a paper cup

you could soak the sides and watch the water rise up

all the while learning how to swim

each town came with a small town ‘tude

don’t try to be different you don’t want to be rude

certain that nobody’s gonna lift up soon

it’s  waiting for your god given day

when you find that clear blue sky

come and carry me away

everybody will be looking up high

see that little hand wave

when you’re in god’s town the brighter it shines

everyone will tell you so

your thunder is stolen from under your feet and that’s when it’s time to go

you can search your back wonder how you got through

make up the stories you want

it’s still a hit and run and all for the fun of learning how to never get caught

caught in the centre caught on the side

do what ever will get you by

you’ll remember you were such a little kidder and a little bit shy

and hope it’s enough to get by on what you know…..

they’ll be wondering how this all came about

and silly rumours will fly around this little town

but I don’t care I know it’s in the air how much I adore you

I’ve been singing about water without a second foot on dry ground

you make swimming so easy I’m gonna drown

in your capping blues and greens, I mean,who gets to feel this way?

it’s a quiet revolution in the way that you love me

you set the sky high above me

and the heart can travel given the right set of wings

you can see everything

it’s a quick turn the corner back into prolifia

you take the summer off jotting things down that you hope will come back to ya

it’s ain’t easy when you’re the only thing that’s on my mind

it’s the kindest storm blowing in a bigger love

we are living in the eye of what most only dream of

there is a will without the weight and here we are today

give me something I’m not revealing

you came barreling ’round the corner silver wheeling

lit by a match of recognition and recall

it wouldn’t take long to fall

what kind of move is the best thing for leaving you in the I don’t know

you can leave the best of a cool nest but there’s no master plan when you go  you hear the swearing and the laughter

smoke coming in from the neighbours next door

my Christina had the toughest set of lungs

she could out-sing anyone

she’d have them up on the small floor dancing

anyone knew anyone

I hate to be leaving in the middle of this

but what can I say…

this city is chorded there’s rhythm in the traffic

spokes in the wheels wherever you go

I’m just one exception to be sitting here

trying to carve out some kind of a home

everyone around here lets their cats loose

to control the mice

it’s the kind of neighbourhood with a few broken down houses

but it’s kinda nice

going through photos of places you’ve been

the places you part

it’s the packing and the moving that really holds on

to the rungs of a lonely heart

just when you think it’s over something new begins

somewhere in the grander scheme of scheming

just when you think you’re stepping out that’s when you’re stepping in

it leaves you open windowed and ever dreaming

under a tree on a rainy day in Jericho

I came from one hostel to this out of the seedy city

vancouver is too big and I can not wing it on my own

but it’s quiet here and there’s telephones so I can phone home

I met William from France and he just flu in from Japan

he’ll be hitching on the highways looking for a big red balloon

I said there’s no balloons here if you wish I will share my red apple

he said he’d take me to France but instead I got the bus before noon

and its’ then you realize you’re alone until you hit East Hastings

there’s one in every town/ you don’t stick around to find out

and it feels kinda funny to be running out of money just by being there

you can get everything you want there but it’s not free

he Rockies are awaiting my arrival now on Wednesday morning

that’s 13 hours on a GreyHound bus

to heal the dents in my shoes

this country’s looking bigger every time I see something

that wasn’t there before

surely enough closing one, opens up a different color door

jericho you are so kind, you’re the first rain I’ve seen

and your beach is on my front step covered in drift wood

I shudder at the thought of leaving this part of the city

so thank you for taking me when I needed some peace