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What Every Father Wants
01:21
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her father always believed in her paintings
when she was young, he hung them on the fridge & always showed his friends
he was her guy
taking her to art museums, being her shoulder to cry on, you name it he was it for her
she does miss him so
although it’s been a couple years, he does enter her mind every day.
she does still paint, after all she’s in New York.
yet, it’s been less and less.
ever since she met Anthony, her dreams became simple.
showered in constant gifts & talks of life-long commitment, her paintings gathered dust as thoughts of stability & having everything she could ever want take hold.
it wasn’t long after her father passed that they met.
I guess that’s what every father wants for his daughter.
she used to wish her father met Anthony.
well dressed, well-spoken, confident.
she doesn’t wish that anymore.
she’s glad her father never met him.
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2. |
The Way You Look Away
03:58
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when you turn your face
I wonder what you’re thinking
when you turn your face
my heart starts sinking
what did you say
I couldn’t hear what you said
what did you say
I couldn’t hear what you said
the way you look away
the expression of your face
the way you look away
the lack of words to say
what do you mean
when you say she makes you laugh
what do you mean
when you say you’re not coming back
what did you say
I couldn’t hear what you said
what did you say
I couldn’t hear what you said
the way you look away
the expression of your face
the way you look away
the lack of words to say
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3. |
When Time Stops
01:17
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just like that time had stopped
as goose bumps covered her skin, she just sat there cold & motionless, not being able to remember what she was eating, even with her food right in-front of her
that was their restaurant in Little Italy
that was where they went on their first date, where she spilled wine on Anthony’s clothes
after they finished a night of laughter, the rain had stopped from earlier that day
they walked out of the restaurant & to get back at her, Anthony jumped in a puddle right next to her
they laughed & then kissed for the first time
her head felt a rush of all those memories, all the flowers, the bracelet that he bought for her that she was wearing right then & there
she didn’t know what to do
what did this mean
what just happened
with a face as white as a ghost she felt sick
Anthony was saying more words but she couldn’t hear.
she looked at his face & suddenly an anger came over her.
she just had to get out of there.
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I ran out the room
maybe it was the wrong thing to do
spilled wine on your shirt
I just couldn’t feel the Earth
I have to turn away
what do these memories say
always in my head
while you lied in bed
around another’s arms
my full heart
your empty hands
how did we even stand
cause I don’t know why I loved you
I don’t know why I loved you
I don’t know why I loved you
everything you said
lies I should’ve read
you were “busy” all the time
covering up your crimes
I have to turn away
what do these memories say
always in my head
while you lied in bed
around another’s arms
my full heart
your empty hands
how did we even stand
cause I don’t know why I loved you
I don’t know why I loved you
I don’t know why I loved you
I don’t know why I loved you
I don’t know why I loved you
I don’t know why I loved you
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5. |
Dead Flowers
00:57
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she opened the door so loud that the apartment next to her banged on the wall
she didn’t care
out of the corner of her eye, she caught the flowers Anthony gave her a week ago
dead, like their love, she threw the vase at the wall & now her neighbor yelled at her to be quiet
suddenly all her rage faded & she was quietly worn out all by herself
she didn’t finish her dinner she thought
then she just started to cry
as bright as Manhattan is at night with all the lights, it’s still covered in a sea of darkness.
what was she to do now
what do you do when everything you had with someone comes crashing down
you go down with it
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6. |
End Of Love In Manhattan
04:20
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sleeping with fragrance ads
morning marbarlo lights
maxed out credit cards
what more to say
it’s the end of love
it’s the end of love
it could be a sunny day
I’d rather see a window shade
no words are left to say
I said them all
it’s the end of love
it’s the end of love
why does it hurt
this ocean in-between
why does it hurt
this ocean in-between me
can’t move at all
the thoughts in my head
I expected something
such a fool
it’s the end of love
it’s the end of love
the city can’t distract the pain
nothing I can grab
what I want I can’t have
I can’t
it’s the end of love
it’s the end of love
why does it hurt
this ocean in-between
why does it hurt
this ocean in-between me
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7. |
Vacant Stares & Silence
01:14
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her friend Angela was worried about her
the opening of the apartment door was met with that unforgettable smell of nicotine
walking to the bedroom, Angela passed countless buds & empty bottles until she reached a pale figure sleeping in a dress worn a week ago
everything was a blur
“the ceiling won’t change no matter how many days you spent starring at it,” Angela said
the will to move or put on fresh clothes seemed impossible & the thought of finding relief in painting was a joke
“I’ll leave the number on the desk; please give him a call”
the apartment door closed as Angela walked out
still lying in bed
lying where her & Anthony spent countless nights imagining their future home & what their future family would look like
what does she have now
with only vacant stares & silence she looks at her bracelet, still without the strength to take it off
finally getting out of bed she picks up the phone
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8. |
You, Your Notepad & Me
04:35
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sitting still in a chair
only silence fills the air
you ask me why I’m here
if only the answer was clear
my father died 2 years ago
soon we met, at a show
looked forward to each day
if only it stayed that way
I’ll just talk in this chair
like no one is there
as you write things down about me
am I depressed
an infinite jest
you, your note pad & me
why couldn’t he only love me
only wanted me like a morning coffee
my head can’t understand why
what was true under his lies
Eden has certainly changed
gone are the flowers & the state of grace
cast out on my own
will I survive, I don’t know
I’ll just talk in this chair
like no one is there
as you write things down about me
am I depressed
an infinite jest
you, your note pad & me
can I change, can I let go
can I change, can I let go
can I change, can I let go
I’ll just talk in this chair
like no one is there
as you write things down about me
am I depressed
an infinite jest
you, your note pad, & me
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9. |
Central Park
01:10
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the sessions were helping
eventually, she reached a point where she even stopped crying
I guess every time you cry it eventually goes
not only the tears, but the alcohol wasn’t drowning her bloodstream
she was feeling better, even though the cigarettes weren’t kicked
besides coming to terms with Anthony & even her father still, she was thinking about herself
what did she believe now that her faith in married life with children wasn’t around the corner
no home in the suburbs, no waiting till Anthony came home from work
did she want those things
the more sessions she went to, the more she felt like Anthony was putting her in a mold she couldn’t perfectly fit into
maybe there’s more to life than what she believed there to be
she started walking Central Park at some point each day
everything there was so beautiful, even as the seasons changed
she wanted to paint it all
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10. |
All These Things
04:02
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I see them walking side by side
holding hands, misty eyes
the thought of her thinking of him
I wonder what it might have been
an older couple in the park
reading separate till it’s dark
not one needs to even say
how happy they are this way
what does it all mean
all these things I see
what does it all mean
all these things I see
out my window late one night
just married, another fight
yet they keep going on each day
making it work despite the pain
here I sit, only me
thinking of all the things I’ve seen
is this how I want to live
how do I want to live
what does it all mean
all these things I see
what does it all mean
all these things I see
I don’t want to be this way every tomorrow
I don’t want to be this way every tomorrow
I don’t want to be this way every tomorrow
I don’t want to be this way
here I sit, only me
thinking of all the things I’ve seen
is this how I want to live
how do I want to live
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11. |
A Night For Herself
01:14
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she started painting again
the more she painted, the more she wondered why she never painted more
free from attachment she rediscovered her passion
she was focused & for the first time in a while, she felt really good about herself
she started thinking, maybe she can make this into something more than what it’s always been
her father always thought she should’ve done that
she remembers starring at a Paula Rego painting the last time she & her father went to the art museum
starring at the painting side by side, her father turned to her and told her, “you can be just like Paula”
later in the gift shop, he bought her a cheap art museum bracelet
putting on her best dress, she took off the bracelet Anthony gave her & found that one her father gave her many years ago
she decided she needed a night for herself
knowing exactly where to go she headed out
it was still her favorite Italian restaurant in the entire city
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12. |
This Was The Place
05:35
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driving in my car
I hear that Joni Mitchell song
the one we would sing
as you drove me in your car
who’s in that passenger seat
I wonder what’s her name
do you sing songs with her
songs like we would sing
I pull up to the place
this was our spot
now I’m alone
dressed up for an evening
this was the place we came apart
about to walk in the door
suddenly I see
you’re with her at a table
our table near the street
I quickly rush to hide
against the building side
I reach for a cigarette
I don’t know what to do
I think of what happened
I think of what I’ve seen
I think of my father
I think of me
this was the place we came apart
this was the place we came apart
I’m done with the cigarettes
put it out with my shoe
I’m done with the sadness
I’m letting go of you
walk in the door
sit down at the bar
I know you see me
but I don’t look at you
a man buys me a drink
can you see me laughing
look at what’s gone
it’s gone for good
this was the place we came apart
this was the place we came apart
this was the place we came apart
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13. |
Nothing But A Grin
00:54
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as she finished her drink, she decided to walk up to Anthony & his girl to say hello
there he sat, trying to hold back any sign of regret as she briefly said a few words.
then she left.
she walked out of that restaurant with nothing but a grin on her face
she could’ve called him out, in front of his girl, the entire restaurant; he could’ve been exposed & it would have felt so good
but that isn’t her life.
getting back at Anthony does no good to her
she made up a story that they worked together & hoped they both had a wonderful rest of their evening
she figured that one last image of her, in a beautiful dress, without the bracelet he spent a fortune on, would burn in his mind forever.
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you won’t forget me
but I’ll forget you
when you’re alone in your bed
& no one is there for you
you’ll dream my familiar face
as ageless as can be
then you’ll awake
& I’ll be gone like the breeze
you won’t forget me
but I’ll forget you
when you’re with another woman
you’re always gonna lose
because of something she has
that reminds you of me
everything you miss
comes rushing in your grief
I know why, you see
you’ll hide away all those feelings for me
so you won’t forget me
but I’ll forget you
you won’t forget me
but I’ll forget you
misery is all you’ll hear
you better believe it’s true
don’t come calling & say
how much I mean to you
but I know you will
I know you’re a fool
I know why, you see
you’ll hide away all those feelings for me
so you won’t forget me
but I’ll forget you
my oh my how things have changed
never thought I’d be feeling this way
can’t you see this for what it is
but boys don’t cry right
boys don’t cry
boys don’t cry
boys don’t cry
you won’t forget me
but I’ll forget you
when you’re alone in your bed
& no one is there for you
you’ll dream my familiar face
as ageless as can be
& then you’ll awake
& I’ll be gone, like the breeze
I know why, you see
you’ll hide away all those feelings for me
so you won’t forget me
so you won’t forget me
you won’t forget me
but I’ll forget you
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15. |
One Last Letter
00:48
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time has passed & her life is moving, literally
she decided she needed a change of scenery
something with warm weather, space, & inspiration to paint
like her father always wanted, she applied to a few schools
this was her time
she knew he would want her back
judging by the amount of voice mails he leaves her, he must be desperate
it doesn’t matter what he could say now
it’s over; but, she does pity him
she’ll set it straight.
she’ll write him one last letter
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16. |
Before I Go
03:13
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I decided to go
I’m moving out
I’m done with the city
I’m done with the clouds
so before I go
I want to say fare thee well
& tell you
you missed out
you’re a piece of shit
for cheating on me
your time is done
it’s over you see
there were good times
then you ruined the taste
now I’m living
& counting down the days
so before I go
I want to say fare thee well
& tell you
you missed out
watch me leave this place
never forget my face
while I have so much to do
you’ll just be singing the blues
before I go
I want to say fare thee well
& tell you
you missed out
so before I go
I want to say fare thee well
& tell you
you missed out
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17. |
Ready To Go
01:11
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she did it
she got accepted into the arts program at the University of Phoenix
it was finally happening
she was finally living her life
it was hard saying goodbye to Angela & other friends; but, she knew she would visit one day
if only her father could’ve seen her now
she likes to think he’s always watching over her up there
as she loaded the last box into her car, she took one last look at Manhattan
It was spring & the sun now regularly came out after a cold winter
this was it
this city has it all people always say
if you can make it here, you can make it anywhere
Maybe for some
but for her, she believes it’s if you can find yourself, you can go anywhere
she finally started the car ready to go
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18. |
Phoenix Is Where
03:32
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I knew someday that I’d find you
it’d be the right time
it’d finally be the time
there’d be no words to say
capture these eyes
& bring these dreams to life
Phoenix is where
the sun will meet you
over the red mountain sides.
Phoenix is where
the stars will keep you
away from all the dangers of the night
I’ll drive into town in the morning
the sun will be shining bright
nothing will stop the light
I’ll sit down at a café
watching people go on their way
forever I’ll want to stay
I know right there, there’s nowhere I’d rather be
I know right there, there’s nowhere I’d rather be
Phoenix is where
the sun will meet you
over the red mountain sides
Phoenix is where
the stars will keep you
away from all the dangers of the night
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19. |
Epilogue
01:20
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she just reached the Texas border
still a long way to go she thought
though she can’t predict what lies ahead, she hopes for the best with her painting
maybe she will be an artist
maybe she won’t; but, she has to try
she’d never forgive herself if she didn’t
it had been a difficult year going through the break up, but look at her now
look where she’s headed
she didn’t decide to swear off finding someone
anything can happen
this time she wasn’t going to force what shouldn’t be
it may happen
it may not
either way, she’s going to do what she loves
she smiled as she looked at the bracelet her father gave her from the art museum gift shop
she was doing what her father always wanted; but, it wasn’t for her father
it was for herself
that’s what every father wants, a daughter that believes in herself
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20. |
Maybe
03:49
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driving to Phoenix
the desert waits for my sight
15 more hours
it will be alright
start to think
about what happen to me
I’ve seen changes
the seasons, the colors of the trees
maybe romance is dead
maybe one day it’ll come alive
when my time comes, I can always say
I lived before I died
perhaps my life
doesn’t read like a book I’d wanna read
bad things have happened
& they have happened to me
but still I go
this is all I can do
for life is worth living
this is all one should do
maybe romance is dead
maybe one day it’ll come alive
when my time comes I can always say
I lived before I died
maybe romance is dead
maybe one day it’ll come alive
when my time comes I can always say
I lived before I died
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Nicholas Chakinis San Diego, California
Making music that you might enjoy, find comfort in & be inspired by because I believe the music you listen to matters, you matter & we all matter.
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