Takoma Sessions

Doesn't Do (take 2) - Live at Tonal Park

My love, where have you been?
Did some fly on the wall catch a glimpse of your redeemable sins?

Won’t you tell me, about it all
Cause it’s the first time I’ve been happy in a while and 
This wave's been bracing to fall

Before you give me your reasonin’ 
You should know, I’ve been steepin’ in 
What you left out in the open display, in full view

I used to stumble on panic
Turn my head to avoid the wreck
But gone are the days you get to make me the fool -- I can’t help

Keepin’ eyes
You could say I’m stuck on the prize
Because I’ve been keepin’ eyes 
Lookin’ at you, can’t help -- yeah
Lookin’ at you can’t help.

Yeah, you know I can’t help

Keepin’ eyes 
You could say I’m stuck on the prize
Because I’ve been keepin’ eyes 
Lookin’ at you, can’t help 
Lookin’ at you can’t help

My love, I’ll never ask you why
But one of these days, soon enough
You’re gonna catch that wave from my side

And you’ll stumble on panic
Make sure you slow down 
To view the wreck, and know your biggest mistake 
Was never knowing’ me the way that I do, you

Give me your reasoning
Stir the pot I’ve been steepin’ in 
Tell me I’m out of my mind -- but do you wonder how that came to?
I could never help -- 

Keepin’ eyes
Call me what you want, at least I’m not surprised
Because I’ve been keepin’ eyes

Lookin’ at you can’t help 
I’ve been keepin’ eyes, and lookin’ at you can’t help.

Keepin' Eyes

LYRICS:
My love, where have you been?
Did some fly on the wall catch a glimpse of your redeemable sins?

Won’t you tell me, about it all
Cause it’s the first time I’ve been happy in a while and 
This waves been bracing to fall

Before you give me your reasonin’ 
You should know, I’ve been steepin’ in 
What you left out in the open display, in full view

I used to stumble on panic
Turn my head to avoid the wreck
But gone are the days you get to make me the fool -- I can’t help

Keepin’ eyes
You could say I’m stuck on the prize
Because I’ve been keepin’ eyes 
Lookin’ at you, can’t help -- yeah
Lookin’ at you can’t help

Yeah, you know I can’t help

Keepin’ eyes 
You could say I’m stuck on the prize
Because I’ve been keepin’ eyes 
Lookin’ at you, can’t help 
Lookin’ at you can’t help

My love, I’ll never ask you why
But one of these days, soon enough
You’re gonna catch that wave from my side

And you’ll stumble on panic
Make sure you slow down 
To view the wreck, and know your biggest mistake 
Was never knowing’ me the way that I do, you

Give me your reasoning
Stir the pot I’ve been steepin’ in 
Tell me I’m out of my mind -- but do you wonder how that came to?
I could never help -- 

Keepin’ eyes
Call me what you want, at least I’m not surprised
Because I’ve been keepin’ eyes

Lookin’ at you can’t help (5x)
I’ve been keepin’ eyes, and lookin’ at you can’t help.

LYRICS:
I didn’t know if you’d be here
But here you are and it’s the end of the world
You know despite the shifts in surface change
I still remain -- that we were meant for
More

I’ll never know what kept us 
So far away, so long and so what for?
In the end, the point that’s really pressing
I’m reflecting on -- how we were meant for

More, than all the shit that came in store
For you and me -- I believe
There was, more
Yeah, we were meant for more

And I 
Have learned to let most pieces go
I’ve cut my ties with vivid shades of greens and yellows
I’ve sat in the quiet, done my time at being alone, but now
I need a witness, somebody to know --
Before it blows 

How much time before the end of the world?
You know there’s not much time before the end of the world

I know that it’s all different 	         		         
The once familiar long since rearranged, still I hope you 
Housed in the corner of your heart   	         		      
A little peace to make it out unscathed	   

Not much time before the end of the world
You know there’s not much time before the end of the world

I don’t search the past just to dwell on
I don’t chase the faded dreams I can’t restore
And maybe I’m some petty kind of way 
Cause if there’s a record I’d like it to say -- how we were meant for
 
More, than what the Gods left at our door
Yeah I believe
That we were meant for more
And I believe -- that we were meant for

More, than all the shit that came in store
For you and me -- I believe
There was, more

Maybe another life
Maybe another world

More

LYRICS:
Southern California late December night 
The temp is hoverin’ around fifty-two
Beach Boys Christmas plays on repeat 
And the neighbors are hittin’ the booze

Spanakopita, eggnog, pastitsio 
The festive trimmings of all the years past
I fly three thousand miles for my touchstone of cheer
But this time it’s fallen out of my grasp 

I’m home for the holidays 
Taking drives in the afternoon 
Down Santa Monica Freeway
To see the city that I refused
Ain’t love a funny thing?

Yeah I miss the mountains and I miss the beach
I miss the moments when we got along
But California Dreamin’ just wasn’t for me
Though Laurel Canyon sure could write a good song

Now I’m a snobby east coster and I’ve been that way 
Since 08’ when I went to jazz school
I never look back except for once a year
And I do it just for you, come home for the holidays

Taking drives in the afternoon 
Down Santa Monica Freeway
To see the city that I refused
Ain’t love a funny thing?
Ain’t love a funny thing?

A graveyard of dogs adorn our tree
Alongside old photos from Santa’s lap
Kal got a sled for Christmas back in 99’ and said
“What am I gonna do with that?”

It’s not that I don’t like to visit memories
But sometimes the wave hits me too strong 
It knocks me backward then suddenly
I’m reminded how I didn’t belong
And I belong 

Home for the holidays
Taking drives in the afternoon
Down Santa Monica Freeway 
To see the city I never really knew

I’m home for the holidays
Taking drives in the afternoon
Down Santa Monica Freeway
To see the city that I refuse, to lose

Ain’t love a funny thing?
Ain’t love 
Ain’t love a funny thing?

Home For The Holidays

Operating in the Fiona Apple / Dirty Projectors sphere of the alternative music spectrum, Nicole Saphos is known for her harmonically bold and rhythmically driven original music. To date, the LA-native, Philadelphia based artist has released three critically acclaimed albums, and has performed at venerated venues such as The Kennedy Center, Smithsonian American Art Museum and Rockwood Music Hall.

Home For The Holidays

Nicole Saphos Band

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