LYRICS
Think i Need A Minute
Woke up this morning with a head full of bees
Feel the storm is coming and it’s coming for me
You’ve seen it growing, now the trees flee
You’ve seen it growing from the passenger seat
I think I need a minute
A minute most of the time
Put out all the fires, what happens next
Maybe one of those things we swore we’d never do again
When I saw you on the blanket with the sun on your chest
Never would have guessed that I would lose you to my myself
Leave that dress on the floor and come a little closer
We can say all the words but we know it’s for not closure
I think I need a minute
A minute most of the time
I think I need a minute
A minute most of the time
The Wild Palms
The mare kicks in her stall
Light is falling
I’m walking west alone
my hands have been shaking
A summer dress that dries
in a back lawn
A past that grows it scabs
over skins that some call progress
Now the tide has come and gone
Still no rest for the wild palms
What kind of undertow
in our bloodstreams
would put us here again
with waters between us
A trail cuts through the night
And its voices,
yet there’s no light to see
if your shadow’s still beside me
Now the tide has come and gone
Still no rest for the wild palms
I saw you out in the garden
in a plastic chair facing the water
In my mind now
Dear, you seem smaller
Than with your cheek against the palest sunshine
To tell me that you are and always were mine
Now the tide has come and gone
Still no rest for the wild palms
Hey Anne
See the light flicker on
Won’t come off ‘til the sunrise
It won’t be too long
Before I’m bound in the harness
And the demons will come
But perhaps they won’t follow
To that place I belong
In the arms of my loved one
And you’re under my eyelid again
Hey Anne, I want to be more than your...
I can sleep on the floor
We’re still blind in the morning
The tension ignored
And around such nice people
Let the wild hope subside
Let me come from my senses
I’m here with you now
Got my feet to the ceiling
And you’re under my eyelid again
Hey Anne, I want to be more than your friend
So before Sunday comes
Like a wild pack of dogs
I have great expectations
We can wait for the sun
Things are gonna be so hard on you
No matter what I say
When there’s no one left to let you down
And the moon’s in your brain
And you’re under my eyelid again
Hey Anne, I want to be more than you friend
Be more than your friend
Xanax Blue
It’s dark early and
Think I’m onto something again
I think it’s time to celebrate
Turn it up just a bit louder
Like when you where here
We haven’t talked for hours in a year
But the word has gone around
All your visions keep coming undone
Snap back to the old ways
Like a rubber band
What weighs you down
isn’t yours to carry
If this is happiness
It’s for us to share
It’s far from a Friday that never ends
No, I couldn’t go back there
Skies were Xanax blue
Then who said I wanted to
If you think you’re getting played
then you’re likely getting played
Won’t you please come down
From the cloud you’re on
You won’t get to start over
So make a brand new end
Song For T
I send all my love with the ships passing in the night
T, I can see them from my window, shining bright
I hope they will get back to you
I can tell that you think this is moving too fast
We begin with the slightest things, I’ll leave it for your hands
To motion where I’m going
See the waves making shapes out in the sand
Like a pulse when they rise up on the land
I see it all
Can you see it from where you are standing
The wind’s picking up
To carry this all to you safely
T please forgive me for coming in strong and wrong
This spring is an airport but I want to call it home
We’re not gone ‘til we’re going
Two weeks from now you’ll be back from the trip that you’re on
We’ll get back to work and hope for what we’ve already got
‘Til you make a motion
See the gulls when they rest out on the sand
Like a sign when they rise up from the land
I see it all
Can you see it from where you are standing
The wind’s picking up
to carry this all to you safely
See the waves making shapes out in the sand
Like a pulse when they rise up on the land
I see it all
Can you see it from where you are standing
The wind’s picking up
to carry this all to you safely
Tie My Hands
Then I was back out on the road
Thinking of Mexico, places where flowers grow
Away from “Open All Night”, bars and white lies: I was tired
Saw the south and the sky above black hills
Saw the dirt road and the darkness where it thinned
Saw your eyes, if they were wet it was from nothing but the wind
I’d been getting the feeling
That you were trying to sell me something
Like we could walk out in the sunshine
When it’s early in the morning
Think my doubt’s growing weak finally
Tie my hands
My eyes have been swimming in the shoreline of your skirt
Darling one day we’ll be back down in the dirt
If I could have held you close
Then I would have held you close by now
I’d mistake the scent of flowers for detergent
Oh grace, it won’t work unless you work it
I’ve been dragging these thoughts around
For quite some time
I’d been getting the feeling
That you were trying to sell me something
Like we could walk out in the sunshine
When it’s early in the morning
Think my doubt’s growing weak finally
Tie my hands
I’d been waiting for some moment to arrive
Used up my guesses, turns out that all of them were right
And I’m still getting the feeling
Think you’re trying to sell me something
But we won’t walk out in the sunshine
When it’s early in the morning
Think my doubt’s growing weak finally
Tie my hands
Anna’s Waltz
Anna,
Today I walked to the lookout
Think I could have seen the mainland
Had the weather been better
Think I’ll
Go down to the harbor
Put my feet in the water
If the sun ever comes out
You know
I lived most of my life without you
And I think I might have to
If I don’t pull this together
If I
Could have a glass of wine now
Or a beer and a shot now
I would stand all the night’s rounds
Anna,
First summer in your blue dress
You drove all the boys mad
While waiting their tables
Swear that
After all that we’ve been through
Still wanna greet you like dogs do
And put all the lights out
Anna,
If the sun ever comes out
I’ll go down to the harbor
Put my feet in the water
Here’s To Us
It’s my day again
And I’m driving home again
There’s the sun and moon in the same sky
I could get used to this
Forever halfway there
But I’ll get back in time to cut the cake
Most this letting go
Finds me, like I was told
Today’s like a voice
Singing “Here’s to us”
It was thirty years
Of gravel in the gears
Or so I used to like to think
Spun around myself
As far as I can tell
You were just passing thru
Most of the time
It’s enough to fill me up
The blacktop spreading out
Like a set of open arms
Like the bells ringing out
On the days when it felt like your skin
Was too tight to hold you in
So that I could know the weight of your hand
I’d still stand the round
‘Til the morning comes
Look at you now
Getting all you want
We can still walk around
For all the things we have done
Baby, here’s to us
© H.B. Nielsen 2013, 2018, 2019
Woke up this morning with a head full of bees
Feel the storm is coming and it’s coming for me
You’ve seen it growing, now the trees flee
You’ve seen it growing from the passenger seat
I think I need a minute
A minute most of the time
Put out all the fires, what happens next
Maybe one of those things we swore we’d never do again
When I saw you on the blanket with the sun on your chest
Never would have guessed that I would lose you to my myself
Leave that dress on the floor and come a little closer
We can say all the words but we know it’s for not closure
I think I need a minute
A minute most of the time
I think I need a minute
A minute most of the time
The Wild Palms
The mare kicks in her stall
Light is falling
I’m walking west alone
my hands have been shaking
A summer dress that dries
in a back lawn
A past that grows it scabs
over skins that some call progress
Now the tide has come and gone
Still no rest for the wild palms
What kind of undertow
in our bloodstreams
would put us here again
with waters between us
A trail cuts through the night
And its voices,
yet there’s no light to see
if your shadow’s still beside me
Now the tide has come and gone
Still no rest for the wild palms
I saw you out in the garden
in a plastic chair facing the water
In my mind now
Dear, you seem smaller
Than with your cheek against the palest sunshine
To tell me that you are and always were mine
Now the tide has come and gone
Still no rest for the wild palms
Hey Anne
See the light flicker on
Won’t come off ‘til the sunrise
It won’t be too long
Before I’m bound in the harness
And the demons will come
But perhaps they won’t follow
To that place I belong
In the arms of my loved one
And you’re under my eyelid again
Hey Anne, I want to be more than your...
I can sleep on the floor
We’re still blind in the morning
The tension ignored
And around such nice people
Let the wild hope subside
Let me come from my senses
I’m here with you now
Got my feet to the ceiling
And you’re under my eyelid again
Hey Anne, I want to be more than your friend
So before Sunday comes
Like a wild pack of dogs
I have great expectations
We can wait for the sun
Things are gonna be so hard on you
No matter what I say
When there’s no one left to let you down
And the moon’s in your brain
And you’re under my eyelid again
Hey Anne, I want to be more than you friend
Be more than your friend
Xanax Blue
It’s dark early and
Think I’m onto something again
I think it’s time to celebrate
Turn it up just a bit louder
Like when you where here
We haven’t talked for hours in a year
But the word has gone around
All your visions keep coming undone
Snap back to the old ways
Like a rubber band
What weighs you down
isn’t yours to carry
If this is happiness
It’s for us to share
It’s far from a Friday that never ends
No, I couldn’t go back there
Skies were Xanax blue
Then who said I wanted to
If you think you’re getting played
then you’re likely getting played
Won’t you please come down
From the cloud you’re on
You won’t get to start over
So make a brand new end
Song For T
I send all my love with the ships passing in the night
T, I can see them from my window, shining bright
I hope they will get back to you
I can tell that you think this is moving too fast
We begin with the slightest things, I’ll leave it for your hands
To motion where I’m going
See the waves making shapes out in the sand
Like a pulse when they rise up on the land
I see it all
Can you see it from where you are standing
The wind’s picking up
To carry this all to you safely
T please forgive me for coming in strong and wrong
This spring is an airport but I want to call it home
We’re not gone ‘til we’re going
Two weeks from now you’ll be back from the trip that you’re on
We’ll get back to work and hope for what we’ve already got
‘Til you make a motion
See the gulls when they rest out on the sand
Like a sign when they rise up from the land
I see it all
Can you see it from where you are standing
The wind’s picking up
to carry this all to you safely
See the waves making shapes out in the sand
Like a pulse when they rise up on the land
I see it all
Can you see it from where you are standing
The wind’s picking up
to carry this all to you safely
Tie My Hands
Then I was back out on the road
Thinking of Mexico, places where flowers grow
Away from “Open All Night”, bars and white lies: I was tired
Saw the south and the sky above black hills
Saw the dirt road and the darkness where it thinned
Saw your eyes, if they were wet it was from nothing but the wind
I’d been getting the feeling
That you were trying to sell me something
Like we could walk out in the sunshine
When it’s early in the morning
Think my doubt’s growing weak finally
Tie my hands
My eyes have been swimming in the shoreline of your skirt
Darling one day we’ll be back down in the dirt
If I could have held you close
Then I would have held you close by now
I’d mistake the scent of flowers for detergent
Oh grace, it won’t work unless you work it
I’ve been dragging these thoughts around
For quite some time
I’d been getting the feeling
That you were trying to sell me something
Like we could walk out in the sunshine
When it’s early in the morning
Think my doubt’s growing weak finally
Tie my hands
I’d been waiting for some moment to arrive
Used up my guesses, turns out that all of them were right
And I’m still getting the feeling
Think you’re trying to sell me something
But we won’t walk out in the sunshine
When it’s early in the morning
Think my doubt’s growing weak finally
Tie my hands
Anna’s Waltz
Anna,
Today I walked to the lookout
Think I could have seen the mainland
Had the weather been better
Think I’ll
Go down to the harbor
Put my feet in the water
If the sun ever comes out
You know
I lived most of my life without you
And I think I might have to
If I don’t pull this together
If I
Could have a glass of wine now
Or a beer and a shot now
I would stand all the night’s rounds
Anna,
First summer in your blue dress
You drove all the boys mad
While waiting their tables
Swear that
After all that we’ve been through
Still wanna greet you like dogs do
And put all the lights out
Anna,
If the sun ever comes out
I’ll go down to the harbor
Put my feet in the water
Here’s To Us
It’s my day again
And I’m driving home again
There’s the sun and moon in the same sky
I could get used to this
Forever halfway there
But I’ll get back in time to cut the cake
Most this letting go
Finds me, like I was told
Today’s like a voice
Singing “Here’s to us”
It was thirty years
Of gravel in the gears
Or so I used to like to think
Spun around myself
As far as I can tell
You were just passing thru
Most of the time
It’s enough to fill me up
The blacktop spreading out
Like a set of open arms
Like the bells ringing out
On the days when it felt like your skin
Was too tight to hold you in
So that I could know the weight of your hand
I’d still stand the round
‘Til the morning comes
Look at you now
Getting all you want
We can still walk around
For all the things we have done
Baby, here’s to us
© H.B. Nielsen 2013, 2018, 2019