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Slow to Tune

by Taylor Plas

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1.
We’re the ones who couldn’t understand now the pain’s between our eyes It’s late we’re filled from brain to bone with the prime of our lives The dark conceals your arms and face as you step into the the night Wherever we set up our camp it’s our Whiskey Twilight Only the devil’s embrace could hold me the way you’ve been holding me tonight I look in your face and I see the parts of me I left so close behind In our Whiskey Twilight You know the night is getting late ‘cos that fat moon’s on the rise Whatever lies we tell ourselves tomorrow we’ll have no choice (but) to deny Like you tell me that you love me as you pull yourself inside The height of our hysteria is hopeless to hide Only the devil’s embrace could hold me the way you’ve been holding me all night I look in your face and I see those parts of me I left so close behind In our Whiskey Twilight You know it’s time to pack it in ‘cos that fire’s gonna die The bed we made we’re lyin’ in, we’ll have to clean this mess up another time Perhaps if things were different we could have led one divine life But for now I’ll have to send you home, give my regards to your wife ‘Cos only the devil’s embrace could have held me the way you were holding me that night I looked in your face, I still see those parts of me I left so close behind In our Whiskey Twilight
2.
There’s an epic I’ve been writing for all of last year’s men ‘Cos I’m so sick of fighting just to have my heart broken again I’d like to paint a picture of how it used to be Extract the fragrant bitter poison that was you and me Friends and lavish dinners, private talks with men I hear you say “She’s pretty right?” And someone answers “6 of 10” Johnny Cash and whiskey, under your employ All that I am left with: a plastic fast food kids’ meal toy Given gifts I couldn’t keep, Late at night, Oft I’d weep Whispered Secrets I confess, Apollo’s fallen prophetess If I could have had it my way We’d be shining in the holy light of day But your desire to destroy me, o love of old, Is breathing life to the truths that now are to be told Remember last November, down by Chelsea Piers? Flicked your smoke right at my face to see if you could rouse my fear Or when you phoned from San Francisco, said to call your mom and say You tried, You failed, You love her as you drove your car into the bay Vandalized like faces of old Egyptian queens Damaging the image removes her power to be seen When finally uncovered, how painful it can be Who’s keeping Nefertiti’s secrets, do we leave her rest in dignity? If I got drunk and called your bluff We’d end up detained, both handcuffed Held captive in Babylon This queen is kept far from her throne If you could hear the stories that we speak It wouldn’t sound to you like Ancient Greek Like they should have taught back in Helen’s Troy We weren’t put here to serve the whims of little boys Now I can still remember when I believed in love Those days way before my little baby heart it got too tough Cigarettes and and snowfall, Gatsby’s last request Recite the words I learned to curse in Latin, Greek, Urdu and French Spotlight on the cage I’m in, wishing I was small Anything you wanted, no tending to my needs at all Tarot cards I’m reading tell visions of the years All the time I wasted on hollow smiles and bitter tears When I slipped up, you got rough Couldn’t tell my mama about that stuff Lock & key, the unknown Oracle blessed adyton If people heard the prophecy I tell You’d be burning in the holy fires of hell But ears of Man are so untuned before they understand, entire lives are ruined
3.
O Captain! 02:49
How can I get any better this late at night? I laugh all my cares away, a captain driftin’ toward daylight You got me feeling giddy, sand between my toes We’ll just keep wandering looking for what, God only knows A cadillac’s on fire three blocks away I’m filled up with desire and I can’t seem to make it go away Washed up on this desert island, a suitcase in my hand Digging holes to bury treasure, rumbling through the ruined sand We’re just two old Ex-Believers looking for a sign I think we’re bastards and blasphemers, justifying our feeble minds You know my mind’s on fire so don’t look away I’m filled up with desire and only you can make me feel okay I’m sending out an S.O.S. baby, someone save my life Your lovings got me going crazy, throwin my hands up to the sky The worst part is I loved you dearly so let me give you some advice The next stray ship that crosses your path, maybe you ought to think twice Cos when a lady’s mind’s on fire, you got a choice to make Or she’ll lose all her desire, is that something you’re willing to forsake
4.
When you find it in your heart, you won’t find me in the dark You don’t know where I’ll be when you finally come looking for me When you realize what you’ve lost and you want another shot Just searching baby, find that key, just know that this time it ain’t me You know how long I’ve waited for your reckoning to come When your selfish appetite is sated you’ll be out there on your own So when you’re turning grey and old And your new true love has left you cold You’ll come knocking at my door But I won’t be waiting there no more You know how long I’ve waited for your reckoning to come When your selfish appetite is sated, I’ll be out here on my own So when you realize what you’ve lost and you want another shot Just searching baby, find that key, just know that this time it ain’t me When you find it in your heart, you won’t find me in the dark You don’t know where I’ll be when you finally come looking for me Just keep searching you will see When you come looking for me
5.
Sitting on your half-made bed Thinking about the camouflage in your half-made head We’d just made love, but you know it was broken You’re not sure about much, I know But could you be working on it any more slowly Lying there next to you never felt so lonely It’s so easy with this disease to do the same things every day With no regard for how it’s killing you It’s gonna happen anyway, right? No, no it’s off with the gloves and I’m not giving up I’m still young But not young enough Sitting on your half-made bed Thinking about the camouflage in your half-made head We’d just made love, but you know it was broken You’re not sure about much, I know But could you be working on it any more slowly Lying there next to you never felt so lonely It’s so easy with this disease to do the same things every day With no regard for how it’s killing you It’s gonna happen anyway, right? No, no it’s off with the gloves and I’m not giving up I’m still young But not young enough
6.
If you've never been in love And you're longing for the happiness it brings Try your wings If you're hungry for the sound Of a lover saying sentimental things Try your wings Even the tiniest bluebird Has to leave its nest to fly What a bluebird can do You can do too, if you try If you've always had a dream But you've been afraid that it would not come true, hitherto Fall in love and you will find That it's just what you've been dreaming of A first love never comes twice So take this tender advice When it comes, try your wings And fly to the one you love
7.
Bella Ciao 02:03
Una mattina mi son alzato O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao Una mattina mi son alzato Eo ho trovato l'invasor O partigiano porta mi via O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao O partigiano porta mi via Che mi sento di morir E se io muoio da partigiano O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao E se io muoio da partigiano Tu mi devi seppellir Mi seppellire lassù in montagna O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao Mi seppellire lassù in montagna Sotto l'ombra di un bel fiore E le genti che passeranno O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao E le genti che passeranno Mi diranno: "Che bel fior" È questo il fiore del partigiano O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao È questo il fiore del partigiano Morto per la libertà

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released May 21, 2019

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Taylor Plas sings original songs and interprets classics with unparalleled vocal tenacity.

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