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Anything At All
04:02
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You... keep my photo by your bed
You... show it off to all of your friends
But I will not be your trampoline
You just can’t jump on... whenever you damn well please
You... say I don’t talk about things
But I don’t have these qualms like you do
You say you try to talk but I just try to be funny
and I said, "Go ahead and tell me everything you hate about me."
Chorus:
I never meant to make you cry
Sorry, I made you cry
But you never showed me... anything
I never let you see... anything
You never told me... Anything at all
I... I have this guitar
And my melodies, maybe that’s all that I need
I’m just a poet, sometimes I'm crazy and...
I said you wouldn’t understand... if you tried
I tried to be... I tried to be your everything
But it’s so hard when I travel around this country and sing
It’s no surprise I couldn't be there every time that you needed me
But lately you don’t even care about the songs I sing... I lose a part of me
BRIDGE:
I’m like a train wreck waiting to crash
I’m going down the wrong track
Yeah, I’m like a train wreck waiting to crash
I’m going down the wrong track
Just a little too fast... maybe way too fast
Just a little too fast... maybe way too fast
And I can’t turn back... I’m going way too fast
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2. |
Melodic Snapshots
03:33
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Don’t build your fortress up around me
Because it won’t take long for anyone to see, I ain’t got no army
Don’t build your castles up for me
Because it won’t take long for the people to see that I’m not their king
But every song, every day, melodic snapshots of me
She says she falls in love like a 100 times a day
But her heart gets broken each day a million times more
Love is never logical, now don’t you know?
But I follow my dreams, my naive innocence
Go follow your dreams, naive innocence
We all follow our dreams, naive innocence again
In this world we think it’s wise to be wealthy
But what about those that have a wealth of wisdom
Success is more than some money-making scheme
But I follow my dreams, my naive innocence
Go follow your dreams, naive innocence
We all follow our dreams, naive innocence again
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3. |
Green & Gray
04:33
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She’s got her mothers laugh
She’s got her father’s grin
But she’s got her grandma’s sense of style
She’s got her mother’s eyes
Causes her to see in a fog
Of indecision, she doesn’t like to be alone
Chorus:
She doesn’t even know who she is
She is covered in shades of green and gray
She doesn’t even recognize the subtlety in what she sees
I’ve got to get out of this town, I’m afraid it might grow on me
I don’t think I could call this place home for even one more day... So let’s run away
She says she’s got to leave here
I said, “yes, but when?”
She said, “In my mind I’m already gone.”
“One more thing I’ve got to do here.”
One more thing always turns to two
I don’t know if she’ll ever go
I wish that I could see her fire
I wish that I could fan her flame
I wish I could burn the bridges to her past
Adrift in the see of life
Follow our dreams, the waves push us around
Sometimes those waves aren’t big enough
She’s in a boat with a thousand pound anchor
Never drifts too far from home
Small town girl, big city dreams.
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4. |
Dylan Breath
03:29
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CHORUS:
I’ve got me a picture of Bob Dylan, taken in his youth
I pull it out, when I need a breath
I look into his eyes; feel like I’m looking in a mirror
It looks as if I need to take a breath
People go way too slow, when I want to speed on by
And way too fast when I want to go slow
Seems like with her, it’s over before it start
And she moves on to the next broken heart
Everybody is looking to love somebody
I’m just trying to love myself
Everybody is trying to find somebody
But tonight, I’m still trying to find myself
I’ll admit that I am moody, but not that it’s fault
“I’m just an artist,” I'll say
Don’t ask me to lighten up your load
Cause I’m just a burden to myself
Everybody is looking to love somebody
I’m just trying to love myself
Everybody is trying to find somebody
But tonight, I’m still trying to find myself
BRIDGE:
Sometimes in the middle of the night
I just want to give it all back
I just want to stand up and scream
"Why aren’t you listening, have you forsaken me!"
Why sometimes, do I look at the beginning but feel I’m looking at the end
Read on, read on. It’s at the end of the Psalm.
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5. |
With You
03:45
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Chorus:
It's hard for me to write a lullaby
Written to sing you to sleep
Let me say, "Everything will Okay..."
"Let us live us live our dreams while we're awake."
I sleep in a one-person bed
But tonight I'll make room for two
Sometimes I surprise myself
Don't know what I might do with you
Sometimes, I like to be alone
But right now.. I just want you
Sometimes I like to keep my mouth shut
But right now I just want to speak
And I speak of big city streets
But I'm just one in a million I say
But you say...
“I just want to live... I just want to live
...in my sweet complacency... with you.”
But I see the late evening sun
Drowning in the ocean's tide
I fall asleep by the shoreline
And when I awake
I want to live my dreams
With you
It's hard for me to write a lullaby
Written to sing you to sleep.
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6. |
Give Up
02:13
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Maybe I should just give up?
And tell the kids not to follow their dreams
Dreams never really amount to much
Maybe I should shine my shoes
Put on a business suit
Polish up my resume
chorus:
But I don’t want to be
Someone who always seems to say the same things like...
I wish I would’ve when I could've but I didn’t...
Thought I shouldn’t, thought I couldn’t...
So I didn’t... but I wish I would’ve... you know I could’ve
But now I’m just grown old
People give me advice
Tell what I should do
Like “when are you going to grad school?”
"Get yourself a nicer car."
"Buy yourself some fancy clothes."
"Get yourself a fat bank account."
I know life is tough
I got all these bills and such
I got holes in my favorite jeans
But I have this old guitar
I write these simple words
All I can give you is a song
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7. |
Wandering Blue Eyes
05:00
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She sits in a café corner, reading books and writing letters
Seems like I see her most every day
I see hope in those bright green eyes, they’re not fading fast
Despite what others might say
But every 25, maybe 30 minutes or more... she takes a sip of her coffee
Long since cold
She drinks her coffee black, like the rings around her eyes
She stays up all night, writing journals and poetry
For them to find when she dies (When she dies)
Wonderfully perplexed I stare across the room, she writes another line
I wonder what’s in her head
So I sit and stare (So I sit and stare)
She glances my way and I was sure to shift my eyes
To the brushstrokes
On the painting over her head (Hanging over our heads)
The usually quiet girl, well she slides into a smile
And by her pen... I’m immortalized
As the "Wandering Blue Eyes" (Wandering Blue Eyes)
She flips the page in her journal and she begins to write...
I saw the blue-eyed boy today; he looked my way across the café
Seems like I see him most every day (seems like I see her most everyday)
The blue-eyed boy... he always sits to face the door
He likes to see the people as they come inside...
With his wandering blue eyes
And every 25 maybe 30 minutes or more he takes a sip of his coffee.
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8. |
Everything's Alright
04:26
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I heard you call last night and I’m sorry I didn’t make it to the phone
I was just laying in bed, listening to my radio
They were playing, they were playing all our favorite songs
Thinking of days when nothing, nothing was wrong
Who took my blue skies and turn them in to stormy days?
chorus:
You'd think that I would be the last one to admit it
but everything’s alright
You know I drive a lot, it is hard for me just to sit at home
But I just past the time by listening to the radio
Found a whole box of mixtapes from my friends with my favorite songs
Thinking of days just sitting out on my front lawn
Who stole, who stole our days of innocence?
All my days of youth
My days of innocence have passed
Oh how naive foundations seem to change so fast
I write a lot of songs about my dreams and broken love
Everyone needs love and should have a dream at least while they’re young
I don’t make a lot of money doing what I do
But still I’m here playing all these simple songs for you
And I will do it just as long as y'all got ears to hear
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9. |
Could I
03:51
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I don’t know if I should go
Would it matter much if I stayed?
If I were to go away for awhile,
Would anyone remember my face?
Could I be a hero?
Could I save a life?
Will I be a good lover?
Love you my whole life.
Could I be an astronaut?
Could I fly through space?
Could I be a rock star?
Bright lights burning down on me
But I don’t know if I’m hero material
Am I Brave enough to save a life?
I still hope I’ll be a lover
Love my girl, make her my wife
I don’t think I’ll ever be an astronaut
Fly through space, only in my dreams
I may never be a rock star
I don’t need those bright lights anyway
But could I ever be?
I just want to be. A hero, a rockstar, an astronaut.
I don't need those bright lights burning me.
Everyone wants to be...
Could I be anyone but me?
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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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