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The Curse

Lyrics:

it was a summer night and i was sleeping 
the moon was out, my head was beaming 
i looked at my dreams like they were gold 
amazing feelings draw within me 
all my conflicts slip beneath me 
like the spirit of a song 
or like the feeling of a lover in your arms 

but ever since that night and after 
the dreams i had i can't recapture 
and it brings me down so low 
the more i search the less i find 
the more i look the more i'm blind 
like a melody so young 
hanging on the tip of the tongue 

if i wait long enough now 
will you come to me 
will you come to me 
so far away, but right beside me 
will you come to me 
will you follow me home 

when we first met we were so young 
we played out past the setting sun 
in a world of make believe 
wooden forts and magic beans 
silly thoughts and silly dreams 
how we said we'd never change 
but somehow life got in the way 

but way back then and even now 
i still love you i don't know how 
you got magic in your eyes 
and underneath our conversation 
in our thoughts our contemplations 
there's a feeling left unsung 
hanging on the tip of the tongue

All Directions

The Donnis Trio - Tip of the Tongue

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America (Simon and Garfunkel/ First Aid Kit Cover)

Everything I Am Is Yours (RTÉ Radio 1)

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Written, Arranged, and Performed by Darlingside (D. Mitchell-A. Mukharji-H. Paseltiner-D. Senft)

Produced by Darlingside and Dan Cardinal

Engineered and Mixed by Dan Cardinal
Assistant Engineer: Ariel Bernstein

Recorded and Mixed at Dimension Sound Studios (Jamaica Plain, Ma)
Additional recording by Darlingside at home (Watertown, Ma) and on a hill somewhere (Pownal, Vt)

Mastered by Jeff Lipton at Peerless Mastering (Boston, Ma)
Assistant Mastering Engineer: Maria Rice

Artwork: "Downward" (detail) by Barbara Takenaga
(Adjusted to black and white)
2012, Acrylic on wood panel
Courtesy of the artist and DC Moore Gallery, New York

℗ & © 2015 Darlingside All Rights Reserved
Darlingside Music Publishing (ASCAP)

White Horses

Sitting on a park bench, watching people.
Never know just who or what will come by.
A class from 2nd grade, a bunch of weirdos on parade,
A girl I used to know in Junior High.
There’s a man who looks just like Pat Sajak.
I asked him if I could buy a vowel.
I guess he’d heard that before, he said, “Sure, there are four,”
“You wanna buy some more or solve the puzzle now?

A man who asked me if I had a quarter.
I didn’t, but I gave him a dollar bill.
A bunch of kids on skates, a lawyer running late.
Someone’s grandma selling daffodils.
A man came by and asked if he could join me.
I said I didn’t know I was coming apart.
He grinned, told me his name, I grinned back and did the same,
Then for forty-five minutes he opened up his heart.

I should be happy with this life I’ve got.
I should be happy, but I’m ‘fraid I’m not.
I should be happy, but I find, happy’s just a waste of time.
Sadness comes along and smooths things out.

He proceeds to share with me his story.
I could not believe the tales he spun.
Some lives have been charmed, some lives have been harmed,
But my new friend, he’d had neither one.
“Everything I touch,” he said’s, “been middling.
I have never had the highs, nor lows.
You may think that sounds grand, but what you fail to understand,
Is that it gets so lonely with no place to go.

He asked me if I thought I was happy.
I paused to think it through, then I agreed.
“That’s what I once thought,” he said, “Least what I was taught instead
Of looking at my life with honesty.
But I noticed all those peaks and valleys
Started looking like a parking lot.
It was flat, it was square, and it never went anywhere,
I spent all my time just looking for my spot.

I should be happy with this life I’ve got.
I should be happy, but I’m ‘fraid I’m not.
I should be happy, but I find, happy’s just a waste of time.
Sadness comes along and smooths things out.

I’ve been thinking ‘bout this man’s dilemma, pondering the moral of his tale.
Do sad and happy cancel out? Do whispers balance when you shout,
Is winning just the opposite of fail?
Or are they all companions in this journey we’re all in together?
Would life be complete if one was gone?
You gotcha good, you gotcha bad, you gotcha happy and your sad.

Everything I Am Is Yours (RTÉ Radio 1)

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