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Steppin with boots she’s breaking in
Running on dreams and adrenaline
Hit the pavement
Walk a mile
Don’t know what she’s doin’
And it makes her smile
Livin on the edge dancing in the dark
Blindfold on looking for a spark
Still don’t know the know the way
But baby that’s the point
That’s how you play the game
Crazy kind of thing have you made your mind up
Crazy kind of thing can you walk beside her
She don’t tip toe through her resume
Train that wolf make him sit and stay
Dogs are howlin’
She makes you move
They’ll all be dancing
Inside her groove
Crazy kind of thing have you made your mind up
Crazy kind of thing can you walk beside her
Boots stolen off a mannequin
Ain’t that so American
Crazy kind of thing have you made your mind up
Crazy kind of thing can you walk beside her
Crazy kind of thing have you made your mind up
Crazy kind of thing you can’t walk beside her
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Rein It In
03:07
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Back before it all began
Headstrong one-woman
Didn’t have no hungry hands
Pullin’ you down
Or was it you that flattened tires
Racing down the road of liars
Broken lights and frayed wires
Shootin’ for the moon
Takin’ off too soon
Hey girl you gotta reign it in
Don’t shoot yourself in the foot with old adrenaline
Fame is just a lonely headrip guided by the wind
Reign it in
Swift cut to your pride
From the pity in their eyes
Stinging as you broke away
Choking on your own advice
Bursting at the seams
Hey girl you gotta reign it in
Don’t shoot yourself in the foot with old adrenaline
Fame is just a lonely headrip guided by the wind
Lost your rope on which to hold
Traded when you spun the gold
Faded glimmer of the ring
Dancing with the promising
Pushing past the second rate
Always need to validate
Always need to validate
Always need to run
Hey girl you gotta reign it in
Hope is a tightrope and it is wearing thin
Fame is just a lonely headtrip guided by the wind
Fame is just a lonely headtrip guided by the wind
Fame is a lonely headtrip guided by the wind
Rein it in
Rein it in
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3. |
The Toll
03:21
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I regret some things I’ve done
Things I did when I was young
Dealin out the pain I’ve given
Broken heart merely driven
By fear of loss, of being alone
I regret some things I’ve said
Things I said when I saw red
Blazing eyes third degree
Fired rounds in a killing spree
Then came to
Thoughtless words cloud my waking dreams
Cause I confused strength with being mean
Shame takes a toll on the road of lies
Hit the break cause you can’t press rewind
Trying hard to make things right
Fight the urge to just sit by
Let regret wash over me
Drown me in the memories
Can’t take it back
Thoughtless words cloud my waking dreams
Cause I confused brains with being mean
Shame takes a toll on the road of lies
Hit the break cause you can’t press rewind
Being strong aint the same as being mean
Building walls doesn't make a Queen
Only traps her in her mind
Wishing she could press rewind
I regret some things I’ve done
Things I did when I was young
Dealin out the pain I’ve given
Fear’s a road I have driven
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4. |
Strange Familiar
05:04
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Beer cans holstered in cupholders
Dashboard littered with souvenirs
Roaches, butts and bottle caps, stickers, plastic figurines
100 miles more to go and worlds away from you
See I fight the chain tied to a desk
Drive all night. Never rest.
Empty wallets. Empty bars.
And I fly free among the stars
To tell the truth I love it all
Even the cost of rock n’ roll
So what is this thought
I can’t explain
Hits me like a brick to the chest
Gives me tears takes my breath
Missing something that ain’t there
Feels kinda strange yet familiar
‘Cause come on people let’s be real
Y’all know the price of this kinda deal
When lights turn on and buzz wears off I’m left with drunks and lonely thoughts
Dreaming of my bed at night. Dreaming of you.
Don’t get me wrong I love it all
Even the cost of rock n’ roll
So what is this thought
I can’t explain
Hits me like a brick to the chest
Gives me tears takes my breath
Missing something that ain’t there
Feels kinda strange, oh yet familiar
mmmmm
Western skies slippin’ by and by
Seasons change I wonder why oh why
I can’t see you staring me right in the eye
I can’t sleep. You weigh so heavy on my mind
What is this thought I can’t explain
Hits me like a brick to the chest
Gives me tears takes my breath
Missing something that ain’t there
Feels kinda strange
Guess that’s the thought I can’t explain
Hits me hard to the chest
Gives me tears takes my breath
Missing something that ain’t there
Feels kinda strange
Oh yet familiar
mmmm
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5. |
Joker
04:56
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Little white bags and sticks of carcinogen
Empty bottles shelf the pain again
Guess I thought it might change this time around
You know I bet it was obvious
To the circle outside of you and me
But I was lost in us
Got caught in the rhythm and it tripped me up
Yeah it tripped me up
You know it fucked me up the poison consequence
So go ahead now
I know what I was to you
House of cards I stacked untrue
So get out of this town
She don’t know you like I do
Joker that will make you a fool
Voodoo lady with a spoonful of honey
Sugarcoat the truth and take all my money
Why do I only hear what I want them to tell me
I knew you weren’t my friend
Your eyes would lie if they ever met mine
How could I let you do it to me over and over and over again
So go ahead now
I know what I was to you
Departure time long and overdue
Yeah get out of this town
She don’t know you like I do
The Joker that will make you a fool
Stomach turns like ice in my jar
Head spins as I drive away in my car
Blind as I step on stage
Open my mouth and swallow the grenade
Cause I’ll be fine
Think all I ever need is time
From when I fuck it up
So go ahead now
I know what I was to you
No surprise when it comes to follow through
Yeah you’re free of this town
Free to do it like you do
Hold your breath till you turn blue
So go ahead now
I know what I was to you
Departure time was long and overdue
So get out of this town
She dont know you like I do
Joker that will make you the fool
Joker that will make you a fool yeah yeah yeah yeah
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6. |
Train
02:42
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Trapped in a book
Staring at her grave
Both shoes in the mud
Though shallow holes could aid in her escape
Stuck in the mirror
Eyes wide shut
Lost in the past
A time when she was free or so she thought
All racing by on a train
And she’s running towards the track
Always falling down
Ever looking back
Searching for her heart
On the backroads of Montana
Keep the bottle at bay
Break glass on hard rock radio waves
All racing by on a train
And she’s running towards the track
Always falling down
Ever looking back
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Get lost in the mountains everyday
she could go for miles and miles
And still be stuck in the same place
Wants to feel electrified
storm clouds rolling on a silent mind
All racing by on a train
And she’s running towards the track
Always falling down
Ever looking back
Wake up at the station
And she hears it coming down the track
Pulls her ticket from her pocket
And she’s never looking back
Never Looking back
Never looking back
Never looking back
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7. |
Pendulum
04:09
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Woke up this morning feelin’ agitated
Head not quite throbbin’, but a bit aggravated
Landed the plane, but sure coulda crashed it
Still got the shakes from the turbulence
Oh my pendulum’s swingin pretty hard
Pickin’ up momentum, takin things too far
Is it just me, or is it gravity
Time to get this under control
I keep on countin’ the steps I’ve been takin’
Waxin and wanin, too much self baradin’
Searing for my center like a needle in a stack
Ashes oh ashes I’m fallin’ down low
My pendulum’s swingin pretty hard
Pickin’ up momentum, takin things too far
Is it just me, or is it gravity
Time to get this under control
Always stuck inbetween my ebb and flow
Caught in a free fall with no place to go
Standing on the sidelines
Waitin for my turn
While good days keep passin me by
Nearin’ the end of my day
From the top of my mountain I can see the runway
But temptation’s callin, my engin is stalin
Guess my thoughts from this morning didn’t resonate at all
My pendulum’s swingin pretty hard
Pickin up momentum, takin things too far
Is it just me, or is it gravity
Time to get this under control
Time to get this under control
Oh I got to get this under control yeah
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8. |
Riverbank
02:46
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The smell of honeysuckle pulls at the corners of my mouth
As you can I meander on the line
Let us make this moment last and leave the rest behind
While the current pulls us far away from time
Oh lover would you take me down
Down to the river bank
Float me through the cottonwood grove
Where you and I don’t have to think
About nothin’ except you and I
Don’t feel no anchor hangin on I’m just easy, letting go of
Tears and fears and angry years weighing on my mind
Let us make this moment last and leave the rest behind
As the current pulls us far away from time
Oh lover would you take me down
Down to the river bank
Float me through the cottonwood grove
Where you and I don’t have to think
About anything except you and I
So lover let us go down
Down to the river bank
Float me through the cottonwood grove
Where you and I don’t have to think
Oh lover will you take me there
To the river’s edge
Love me underneath the stars
Where you and I don’t have to think
About nothing except you and I
About nothing except you and I
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9. |
Long Cold Night
03:14
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You imagine my life I wonder if you do, do you think I got it good
A millennial fool with eyes wide shut, flickin’ out the truth with my cigarette butt
Words land hard against the walls we made up. Don’t exist at all.
Screaming from the solitary turret of the revolutionary
Hey old man why don’t you and I just let this go if that’s alright
No one knows, only tries, all got to wait on the long cold night
You image my life I wonder if you do, do you think I’m just letting loose
Trapped inside your stale mind, rapidly running out of time
Hey old man why don’t you and I just let this go if that’s alright
No one knows, only tries, all got to wait on the long cold night
Falling far from the truth. Locked in the cell of our polling booth
Hey old man I’m a lot like you pulling from clay and plastic wood
Standing on the same side tattered banners clash and collide
Bleeding hearts and watered eyes can let this go. It’s alright
So why don’t you and I let this go. It’s alright. It’s alright...
We got a long, we got a long cold night,
Mmmm
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10. |
Rara Avis
03:49
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Well it’s time to take a trip on your own
Wanderin’ child, you rollin’ stone
Shackles fastened from lies
Have written your story now bonafied in your mind
You’ve been crawling through the mud
Shallow wounds with little blood
But the bruise is what hurts the most
Invisible wailing ghost, wailing ghost
mmm
Well you fucked up somewhere along the way
Got lost in the moon forgot the day
The mirror is your friend and your enemy
Traps you in or sets you free
Set me free
Free to fly
And I get so high
Kiss the sky
And I won’t come down
Rara avis can’t touch the ground
Rara avis can’t touch the ground
Can’t touch the ground
Well it’s time to take a trip on your own
Wanderin’ child you rolling stone
House is on fire time to reacquire
The words you lost not long ago
Written in a language you know
Easy like a spirit free to go
Let the wind carry you home
Let the wind carry you home
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Madeline Hawthorne Bozeman, montana
Boots marks the solo debut from critically acclaimed Montana singer/songwriter Madeline Hawthorne, who
steps into the
spotlight here with equal parts grit and charm. The songs here are bold and ambitious, captured live in the
studio over just two-and-a-half days, and the result is a raw, rousing collection that
blurs the lines between roots, country, and soul.
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