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Newspapers
04:10
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Good news doesn’t sell newspapers
She flips the pages to read about celebrities
What they do when the movie cameras turn off
And what they say when they walk away from the microphone
Everybody is beautiful in the pages of her magazine
She has to read the dirt to make everyone seem a little less clean
Everybody is wonderful when they are thirty-foot-tall on the movie screen
But I know they are only perfect... only perfect in her dreams
Everybody is a great big star when I turn on my TV
But it is all trivial, next year no one knows there name
Gotta finish this photo shoot, my 15 minutes will only last so long
Fame is like a flame running out of air and it’s getting hard to breathe
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Lovely Distraction
03:12
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She is a lovely distraction and she doesn't know
Everybody sees her when she comes to the shows and
They know her name
They know her name
CHORUS:
She's oblivious to what we see
Maybe not oblivious but she'd never believe...
She's who they want to be
She's who they want to be
She's carrying her camera, pocket full of dignity
She carrying her smile which she might release...
If you're lucky
She glides by with grace
Except when she trips
and She says, grace is still there when she falls
She said grace is still there when you fall
I said lend me your camera, I'll shoot what i see
If you see through my eyes then maybe you'll believe...
That you're a lovely distraction and I think you should know
I always see you when you come to the show
I know your name
I know your name
You might be oblivious to what I see
How can I make you believe?
You are a lovely distraction
I think you should know
everyone sees you when you come to the show
we know your name
Yes, we know your name
You might be oblivious to what we see
How can we make you believe?
Yes, how can we make you believe?
How can we make you believe?
How can we make you believe?
You are a lovely distraction
and I think you should know
I always see you when you come to the show
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Fall Winds
03:33
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Sometimes, it’s strange to be silent
Sometimes, it’s foreign to be still
Still, I strive to be perfect
Knowing that I never will
CHORUS:
But the fall winds come again
Telling stories of what has been
And I wonder if you knew
All the stories are about you
And I’ve driven across America
I’ve seen its mountains
I’ve seen her plains
I'm still searching for something
But I fear I'll remain the same
You may say that I’m an adventurer
Plunging deep in the great unknown
But I’ll tell you
Some days I feel like a coward
Always running away from home
But there’s a chill in the air
And I feel you here
There’s a chill in the air
And I feel you here
And it’s beautiful
I wonder if you knew
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Breath On Me
03:49
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Your breath on me
Makes me forget about everything
Your lips on mine
Makes me think twice about everything
Have you heard what they say?
The streets are talking today
Sometimes I think … and by “think” I mean “wonder”
What could have been if I wouldn't have done it again?
Radio wave distance, it crackles like the wind
But what if what they are saying was true?
It's 3am and I'm still awake
At 4, I probably will be too
But does it even really matter?
Is it just just a number game?
I gather up these words
Most of them on paper
Set to a melody, verse and time
Your breath on me
Your lips on mine
Your breath on me
Your lips on mine
Have you heard what they say?
The streets are talking today
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Amusement Park
04:14
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She’s a little unruly, might be the whiskey
Might just be the fact we’re on the Jersey shore
Flips off her flip flops, rolls up her jeans
First time she’s seen the ocean in years
2 in the morning, moonlit waves
She turns cartwheels on the shore
She meets the water with bare feet, laughing all the way
Sultry, salty, laughing girl
CHORUS:
She says it’s hard sometimes to hide the age around my eyes
I said the moonlight boardwalk hides them well
She beckons me to the water, moon across her lips
I hesitate but I follow her
Sandy-toed and starry-eyed, salt-soaked jeans
There’s sometime about this beach
Long past it’s heyday, abandoned amusement park
But tonight we saw it come to life
Now the boardwalk's broken down with beer-breath bums
But tonight we had a peek into the past
But like an old carnival ride, she does this little thing with her eyes.
Rolls them around like she’s surprised....
This Amusement park is alive.
She says it’s hard sometimes to hide the age around my eyes
But I said... “This amusement park is alive.”
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Postcards
03:53
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She said, could you send me a postcard
Everyday you’re gone; tell me about the things you see
And that you’re thinking of me
I said honey don't forget to dream
I know that’s hard for you
But could you do it for me
Could you do it for me?
And while you’re gone who’s gonna sing me to sleep
Oh you’re so sweet
Will you call me, from every phone that you see
Ah.. You know me
You say I love you
I say I love you too.
and I'd like to see you everyday
While I'm away please pray everyday
That I’ll be okay
Despite what I say sometimes it’s hard to be out here on the road
When you’re at home
Baby you are the one
Maybe I’ll ask you to
Marry me someday
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I Am Your Radio
03:26
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She sings softly to me
She sings softly to me
She sings slightly off key...
Did I say slightly?
But it’s beautiful to me
My car radio is broken
but she doesn’t seem to mind
She fills in right where it left off
And now she's doing double time
Now we’re doing just fine
I said sing: Ah la la la la
I said try: do re mi
Singing lessons weren’t meant for her
She’s way beyond that now
Other cars just seem to watch her
As she swings, sings, bobs her head
Changing lyrics like I change lanes
Now we’re singing 'Clementine'
Oh my Darling Clementine
She waves to the car next to me
And then she jabs me in the ribs
She says do you think they know?
I am your radio
I said, yes I think they know
You sing loudly you see
Dancing confined in your seat
It’s quite likely that they see
Did I say likely?
But it's beautiful and she's so beautiful
It’s beautiful to me
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Fearless
06:07
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She's at that naïve age, where she believes anything
She writes poetry
And she's gonna travel around the world
She's gonna see everything
She reads Kerouac
She wonders what life is like for me
She seems to envy what she sees.
She'll never know the true
She couldn't see the truth about me.
What would you say if I was old and gray... old and gray
Would you say, “I knew him when he was young and free...”
Implying to me I've lost it all
What would you say if I had one foot in my grave?
Would you say, “I knew him when he wasn't afraid of anything.”
How I long for a Georgia sunrise.
How I long for a Georgia sunrise.
Carolina sunsets.
What would you say, because I don't even know my name?
Would you say, “Surely... surely you speak in jest.”
You must be crazy..and you're so crazy...
You're so crazy...you say.
How I long for a Georgia sunrise.
How I long for a Georgia sunrise.
Your name is fearless
Your name is free
Your name is anything I want it to be.
You are my everything
My everything to me.
Your name is fearless
Your name is free
Your name is anything I damn well please
You are my everything... My everything...
And I said, “No.” ...and I said, “No.”
“You must be crazy. You are so crazy.
You're so crazy,” I say.
She's at that naïve age where she believes in anything...
And she writes poetry
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Satellites
04:15
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She said you're like a satellite
You are drifting past the stars tonight
She said you're like a satellite,
You are drifting past the stars
I said I ah la la la la
And I sing I lie lie lie lie lie lie
I said I ah la la la la
And I sing I lie lie lie lie lie lie
Did your mother tell you about the man on the moon?
Did your father, show you the stars?
Look now can you see its Orion's belt?
Mr. Moon is smiling down
I used to wish upon shooting stars
But I never liked how fast they'd burn
I want to watch over you the rest of your life
So, now I wish upon satellites
I wish upon satellites
I drift around this earth
And this earth drifts around the galaxy
The galaxy's out drifting 'round the universe
Man, we are so small you see
Like a Super Nova burns our lives they're so quick
Flash of light, then we're gone
I want to make the most of this life
You'll find me... I'll be wishing upon satellites
Oh, I wish upon satellites
I said I ah la la la la
And I sing I lie lie lie lie lie lie
I said I ah la la la la
And I sing I lie lie lie lie lie lie
I wish upon satellites
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Dan Vaillancourt Midland, Michigan
Michigan-based singer-songwriter Dan Vaillancourt has performed nearly a thousand concerts in 40 states, has been heard on
the radio in all 50 states and many other things that sound impressive, but his friends will tell you that he is a dork.
"...Truly one of the eclectic original and iconic wordsmiths writing songs today." - Bob Gottlieb, Folk and Acoustic Music Exchange
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