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Clean Slate
03:28
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The best damn cure for a broken heart
is get the hell out of dodge and make a new start
Once upon a time this prick and I had a three year thing
Three years too many if you know what I mean
I wanted an adventure but he said I’d never do it
Bought a one way ticket, I was off before he knew it
Then I loved a man with the biggest smile
Sharp as a whip and I’m a sapiophile
He said he thought he loved me but he let me go,
Three weeks later I was driving down to New Mexico
Because the best damn cure for a broken heart
is get the hell out of dodge and make a new start
Memories disappear in the rear-view mirror
Let the wind through the window dry my tears
You know it’s never too late for a clean, clean slate
Then I met a woman, swept me off my feet
Considerate and anxious and jealous and sweet
Two years later in the mirror all I saw was a ghost
Packed the car and drove down to the Mexican coast
Because the best damn cure for a broken heart
is get the hell out of dodge and make a new start
Memories disappear in the rear-view mirror
Let the wind through the window dry my tears
You know my trusty remedy for a case of heartbreak
leave that town and hit the highway
The only things I’m taking with me are my dog and my scars
And whatever else fits in the back of my car
You know it’s never too late for a clean, clean slate
Oh honey, you gotta know
I’m a wandering woman, I was born to roam
When things fall apart between you and me
Those sweet open roads are gonna call me home
You know it kills me that we’re through
God knows I’ll never find another you
But the best place to grieve is on the road outta town
Breakup songs cranked up and the windows rolled down
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2. |
Sound of Heartbreak
04:00
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Nothing hurts more than the subtle shift
of your body as you turn towards the wall
Your face tilted away from me
saying nothing at all
Nothing stings more than the cold that seeps
in my bones when you pull away
The plunge of my mind when your hand slips from mine
and I’m clawing at answers, hoping you’ll stay
Nothing tears me apart like the wall
you put up between us in our bed
The palpable inches between your back
and my chest an ocean, my hands of lead
And all I want is to reach out and touch you
but I turn away instead
And the toxic spiral begins and takes
over my head again and I
The sound of heartbreak is a deafening silence,
The gentle click of a closing door
It’s the rustle of sheets as you turn your back to me
Words left unspoken fall to the floor
It kills me to see the blank look on your face
when you won’t meet my eyes
To hear the stone-cold tone of your voice
when you tell me that you’re fine
I hate to see your mouth become
a thin unforgiving line
And I want to shout out or shake you but
I don’t want to push you too far, I hold it inside
The sound of heartbreak is a deafening silence,
The gentle click of a closing door
It’s the rustle of sheets as you turn your back to me
Words left unspoken fall to the floor
The sound of heartbreak is soft as snowflakes
Empty words falling on deaf ears
It’s the plummeting feeling I did something wrong again
Anxiety bursting, swallowing tears
Is it me, is it me, well it must be me
Is it true, is it true, if you only knew
If I could, if I could, I would prove to you
Just trust me, just love me, just tell me the truth
Cuz the sound of heartbreak is a deafening silence
The silence, the silence is killing me
Cuz the sound of heartbreak is a deafening silence
The silence, the silence is killing me
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3. |
The Ghost
05:07
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This is the longest I’ve been without talking to you
since the day we met,
Trying to make coffee in our French press for two
just for me
And I can’t take your towel off the rack yet
I’ll leave your toothbrush right where it is
I found the first note you wrote me,
I doubled over heavin,
A wounded animal screamin,
I love you and I’m leavin
Two years with you as close as my skin,
Every night you were there when I walked in
Woke up every mornin curled under your chin
Now you’ve walked out the door,
don’t even know where you’ve been and I’m
Drowning, drowning
Yeah I’m drowning, drowning
This is the longest I’ve been without touching you
since the night we kissed
Can’t pass that door without thinking of your
lips on mine
And I can’t take down that picture of us
I’m haunting our house, the ghost of what was
I’m talking about you in the past tense
It doesn’t make any goddamn sense
I misplaced all my confidence,
Was I wrong or was it self defense?
Crying so hard I forget how to breathe,
Choking on all of our good memories
Don’t even know who I am when you’re not with me,
That’s the price that we pay for codependency and I’m
Drowning, drowning,
Yeah I’m drowning, drowning
Because boundaries are the distance at which
I can love you and still love myself
Yeah boundaries are the distance at which
I can love you and still love myself
But I don’t love myself right now, I just want you back
I don’t love myself right now, I just want you back, want you back
I don’t love myself right now, I just want you back
I don’t love myself right now, I just want to take it all back
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4. |
Las Cruces
03:11
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Breeze in my hair as we drive through town
Those jagged peaks turn red when the sun goes down
Slip your hand in mine, sun warmin our bones
Fingers cool and smooth as river stones
I’ll never tire of those organ pipes
Purple majesties carved on turquoise skies
Don’t even get me started on the starry nights
Or how the full moon bathes sands glowin white
I think a chamber of my heart found a home out there
Wrapped up in the roots of a prickly pear
Find my soul in the gramma with Grey Fox tread
Watching Red-tailed Hawks circle overhead
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Brushing my lips on your sun-kissed shoulder
Thunder bellows and buffalo clouds roll over
Every leaf tilts a face to the darkening sky
Every cell in the desert breathes a grateful sigh
I think a chamber of my heart found a way to hide
In a den of coyotes in the mountainside
Find my soul flying high with a rust red tail
Daring to hope justice will prevail
Maybe one day I’ll be playing office games
And the gusts of March will call my name
Catch a whiff of creosote in a city rain...
Maybe then I’ll hitch a ride or catch a plane
to the land that stole my heart away
Maybe then I’ll hitch a ride or catch a plane
to the land that stole my heart away
Maybe then I’ll hitch a ride or catch a plane
to the woman that stole my heart away
Maybe then I’ll hitch a ride or catch a plane
to the woman that stole my heart away
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Amanda Munro Denver, Colorado
I was born a ramblin' woman.
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