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- A Campfire Song
- A Room For Everything
- Across The Fields
- All That Never Happens
- Among The Americans
- Anthem For Doomed Youth
- Arbor Day
- Back O' The Moon
- Because The Night
- Beyond The Blue
- Big Star
- Cabaret
- Can't Ignore The Train
- Candy Everybody Wants
- Cherry Tree
- Circle Dream
- City Of Angel
- City Of Angels
Cotton Alley- Daktari
- Death Of Manolete
- Don't Talk
- Dust Bowl
- Earth Pressed Flat
- Eat For Two
- Eden
- Ellen
- Even With My Eyes Closed
- Everyday Is Like Sunday
- Everyone A Puzzle Lover
- Few And Far Between
- Girl On A Train
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- A Campfire Song
- A Room For Everything
- Across The Fields
- All That Never Happens
- Among The Americans
- Anthem For Doomed Youth
- Arbor Day
- Back O' The Moon
- Because The Night
- Beyond The Blue
- Big Star
- Cabaret
- Can't Ignore The Train
- Candy Everybody Wants
- Cherry Tree
- Circle Dream
- City Of Angel
- City Of Angels
- Cotton Alley
- Daktari
- Death Of Manolete
- Don't Talk
- Dust Bowl
- Earth Pressed Flat
- Eat For Two
- Eden
- Ellen
- Even With My Eyes Closed
- Everyday Is Like Sunday
- Everyone A Puzzle Lover
- Few And Far Between
- Girl On A Train
[ music: John Lombardo/lyric: Natalie Merchant ]
one time
you made me cry
be proud that I
remember
my chin is sore
the bruise is gone
but the spot is tender
gave my hand a sister coy
to Cotton Alley where
you did enjoy
your wicked games
you curious boy
tied my laces up together
when I fell
you laughed
until your belly was sore
in the brick laid aisle behind
the five and dime store
that's how
I made you blush
but doubt if you
remember
were my tears genuine
or those of a skilled
pretender
nothing precious
plain to see
don't make a fuss over me
not loud
not soft
but somewhere in between
say sorry
let it be
the word you mean
I was a little pest who
never took a hint
could never
take a hint
you pinched my fingers
in a door
tossed my coloring book in a
rusty barrel
pulled spiders from my hair
fingers in the door
my favorite blue blouse
stained on the back
running from a berry war
can you hear me scream
in Cotton Alley
scream in Cotton Alley
in Cotton Alley