1. |
The Nothing Song
04:33
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The Nothing Song
Little birdie wants to sing
Singin every day for spring
It wants new feathers on its wing
Like mama said, desire is king
All I want is to want nothin'
Wouldn't that be somethin'
Is that too much to ask?
A monumental task, it's true
All I want is to want nothing from you
Let it rain down some sunshine
One fine day I will feel fine
A house upon a hill
Apple trees and daffodills grow free
Let it rain down some sunshine on me
Where can I run
Where can I go
What can I tell that has not been told
They say love is a stranger
What you love, it will change you
For better or for worse
The blessing and the curse will show
They say love is a stranger I know
Gave a child to my mother
Had a heart like no other
Love as pure as gold
Deep as any soul could be
The child I gave to my mother was me
Where can I go
Where can I run
What can I sing that has not been sung
There's a sign every morning
Let it shine without warning
And show me where to turn
Where the fires burn most bright
There's a sign every morning and night
All I want is to want nothin
But that's still wantin somethin'
And hope eternal springs
While every summer brings the fall
All I want is to want nothin' at all
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2. |
Out From Under It
04:00
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3. |
700 Miles
04:13
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700 Miles (Music & Lyrics by Mary Lee Kortes)
It’s 700 miles from my love to me, 700 miles
Across the mountains, across the sea, 700 miles
The sun is hot and the night gets cold
She loves me young though she’s growing old
I looked for silver and I found gold, 700 miles
I got a long, long way to go, 700 miles
My destiny still escapes me so, 700 miles
I’m turning left and I’m falling right
I dance so hard till I lose my sight
But still see you in the starlit night, 700 miles
I kept the gold that you gave to me, 700 miles
I keep it safe where the eye can’t see, 700 miles
I miss you more than I thought I would
My heart won’t cry though it knows it should
I’d bring you back if I only could, 700 miles
It’s 700 miles from my love to me, 700 miles
It might as well be eternity, 700 miles
Heaven’s calling to you daily
You’ll slip away but you’ll always be
Close enough to believe in me, 700 miles
Close enough to believe in me
700 miles
Close enough I can almost see
700 miles
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4. |
Like Water
04:11
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5. |
More Stupider
04:16
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6. |
Give It To The Needy
04:17
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7. |
All the Rage
04:21
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ALL THE RAGE (words and music by Mary Lee Kortes)
Everybody’d doing it
Cut a piece keep chewing in
Don’t look for much that’s true in it
It makes them happy
From country club to county fair
They’re savoring their steely stare
So proud of how much they don’t care
They’re safe and happy
Let everyone see it’s
All the rage in the world
All the rage in the world
When mama was a baby child
All that mattered was her mother’s smile
Safe from the politics of style
So very happy
The epidemic took her bones
The call to worship empty thrones
And laugh out loud while throwing stones
So safe and happy
But all that I see is
All the rage in the world
All the rage in the world
Another page is torn and curled
From all the rage in the world
What does it take to turn away
From dark distortions of the day
A people joined by love of hate
The fear that takes us all by storm
Has cut a path bow too well worn
Where differences are hated
Instead of celebrated
Following the followers
Voluntarily coerced
A glimpse at truth can be reversed
Be reversed
Following the followers
Voluntarily coerced
A glimpse at truth can be reversed
All the rage in the world
All the rage in the world
Another page is torn and curled
From all the rage in the world
It’s all the rage in the world
All the rage in the world
All the world
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8. |
Haunting Me
04:06
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9. |
Herculetta
03:58
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10. |
Redemption Day
04:22
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11. |
Portland, Michigan
06:06
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Portland, Michigan (words and music by Mary Lee Kortes)
Born in a small Midwestern town
Our roots went deep into ground
Innocence and fear like cousins bound
Growin’ wild with the weeds under the cornstalks
Right on the day I turned thirteen
My mother died my dad turned mean
I cut off the bottoms of my jeans
Started a long, dark walk
Through my two-river town, my two best friends
They’d run away come back again
Bringin’ me vision strength and sense
Told me I didn’t have to talk
Look homeward angel all you like
You can’t go home again that’s right
A million miles away tonight
But it feels like Portland, Michigan
Summer days sweet and long
We’d skip around and sing pop songs
Oh Monday, Monday where have you gone
Can you take me there with you
The winters came, white silent sound
On roofs and fields, a big white crown
But the façade would soon melt down
Leave us naked, scared and true
My brother broke the local laws
A local rebel, local cause
His scars went deeper than we saw
And so we never knew what to say
My sister swept the carpets clean
But underneath her whole world went unseen
She buried her visions and her dreams
They’d come back for her one day
Look homeward angel all you like
You can’t go home again that’s right
The world looks different tonight
But it feels like Portland, Michigan
It feels like Portland, Michigan
Our graduation day was bright
Ninety-one caps and gowns of red and white
We’d lost some on the way alright
We took a moment to recall
Like fireworks must blow apart
I landed somewhere in New York
With eight million people I’d met before
Yea I know ‘em one and all
I’m future bound the future’s bright
But in the darkness and the light
The past walks with me side by side
And it feels like Portland, Michigan
It feels like Portland, Michigan
And if I could have one wish again
I’d take one more chance at Portland, Michigan
It’s been so long since I left there
You won’t hear my name there anywhere
But in that cemetery I got my share
Do you ever really leave at all
Though days of promise have gone black
And I’ve sifted fiction from the fact
Still I wish I could go back
Start that long dark walk
Back to a small Midwestern town
Where roots go deep into the ground
Innocence and fear like cousins bound
Won’t you meet me at midnight in the cornstalks
Meet me in the cornstalks
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12. |
No Place to Fall
04:02
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Mary Lee Kortes New York, New York
"Songs so meticulously crafted they sound completely natural". Jon Pareles, The New York Times
“Mary Lee Kortes's
voice—the high mountain sunshine of Dolly Parton with a sweet-iron undercoat of Chrissie Hynde." David Fricke, Rolling Stone
"Mary Lee in concert... a feast for lovers of great songwriting that thrives in live performance for its wit, insight and glowing humanity." Billboard
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