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Cinderella
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1. CINDERELLA
Words and music copyright 1999 Britt Arnesen
I think I told you once I was sorry
You told me that wasn't good enough
Silent accusations and hateful allegations
I know I left the lights on
Just give me a chance and I'll show you who I am
I'm as stale as the cookies on your plate
And dead as the crazy ideas in my head
Why does coffee take so long to make?
Cinderella pretends that it's alright
She cleans the house but she don't clean her mind
Cinderella cries herself to sleep
Tomorrow she'll drink some caffeine
Cinderella complex, my fairy's unresponsive
I'm drowning in the ashes of my dreams
Codependent and neurotic, I need my dose of promise
Who said addiction wasn't right?
Prince charming slays his dragons and I just sit here waiting
For someone to come and resuce me
Cinderella pretends that it's alright
She cleans the house but she don't clean her mind
Cinderella cries herself to sleep
Tomorrow she'll drink some caffeine
Each day I swear the sun gets fainter
I wonder why it doesn't disappear
Hidden from the light I can't tell my left from right
And you never seem to come to comfort me
Is it just my imagination, is loneliness contagious?
I need to know I'm not the only one.
Cinderella pretends that it's alright
She cleans the house but she don't clean her mind
Cinderella cries herself to sleep
Tomorrow she'll drink some caffeine
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2. CONTINENTAL DIVIDE
Words and music copyright 2009 by Britt Arnesen
Once again the tide finds me
A character in my own song
I wrote down these words to remind me
Of everything that could go wrong
I tried to look for some polished glass
But this resort town's been beachcombed all clean
I tried to shake off this feeling
By writing this song to the geese
As if I could fly
Across the continental divide
I could drive
In 12 hours time
Be on the other side
Of the continental divide
It's a beautiful fall in Friday Harbor
But I'm driftwood stuck on the beach
High and dry and longing
For everything that's out of my reach
I left my heart in Montana
Some 700 miles from the sea
On horseback out there roams a mountain man
In the saddle he daydreams of me
To him I'll fly
Across the continental divide
Or maybe I'll drive
Be at his doorstep in 12 hours of time
So my sweetheart can hold me
While we watch the sunrise
'Cause there's a bigger sky
Out on his side
Of the continental divide
I'm going to fly
Across the continental divide
For just one more mountain man's kiss
You know I'd drive a hundred thousand miles
So my sweetheart can hold me
While we watch the sunrise
'Cause there's a bigger sky
Out on his side
It's a paradise
Out on his side
Of the continental divide
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3. GOODBYE DEAR AUNT BOBEETS
Words and music copyright 2009 by Britt Arnesen
Your grandson's in the garden a carrot to eat
Cousins in the orchard having a feast
All of my bags are packed; I'm ready to leave
I've got to keep on them traveling feet
I'm singing goodbye dear Aunt Bobeets
And goodbye Uncle Steve
Your flowers were pretty; the apples were sweet
I can't wait to come back next spring
Uncle Todd is on the barbecue poking at the meat
Aunt Lorie's in the kitchen with her sisters chopping up the beets
I'm in the guestroom on the phone with my sweets
He's the reason I'm back on my traveling feet
Yeah I've got to get back on my traveling feet
Singing goodbye dear Aunt Bobeets
And goodbye Uncle Steve
Your fences are deerproof; your woodpile is neat
But I've got to get back on my traveling feet
Yeah I've got to get back on my traveling feet
Singing goodbye dear family
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Well, I want to know
What else is out there?
Some day
I want to see
Beyond the clouds here
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Maybe You
02:58
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5. MAYBE YOU
Words and music copyright 2005 by Britt Arnesen
I'm not looking for the answers
I already know a few
And I won't ask you for the time of day
I can get that from
Doggone anyone
There are bigger things I'm wanting from you
And I'm not looking to start some trouble
But trouble often follows where I do
I'm just craving a little affection
Hoping I can get it from you
You've got me thinking about things
I ain't used to thinking about
And now I don't know what to do
Maybe you
You are a bowl of freshly washed cherries
The ripest canteloupe cut in two
You're an organic locally grown carrot
Cooking in my moosemeat stew
I was just sitting here thinking about things
I ain't used to thinking about
And then I started thinking of you
You've got me thinking about things
I ain't used to thinking about
And now I don't know what to do
Maybe you
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Sing It Away
03:51
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6. SING IT AWAY
Words and music copyright 2009 by Britt Arnesen
Took mom out for a walk so I could tell her the big news
That she's going to be a grandma even though I'm just a teen
She says she don't know if I can come back from the brink
She says she don't know if I'll rise or if I'll sink
But when I feel like my hope is just slipping away
I sing a little love song and try to face the day
I could live the madness but I'd rather sing it away
Brother called. He's worried about us all
Who's putting up the firewood while he and dad are gone?
November storms are coming; they've closed the pass for good
Did you get all the cows in? Are you sure you've got enough food?
Mama's scared to tell the truth
As if nobody knows there's nothing left for us to lose
But when I feel like my hope is just slipping away
I sing a song of gladness and try to face the day
I could live with the sadness; instead I sing it away
Then I lost the baby.
February's colder than it has ever been
And this old farmhouse has ghosts in every bend
Brother's still gone; Dad's still gone
And no one's paid the rent
Another pink letter; Mom's got another bottle of gin
And I don't know if she'll come back from the brink
I don't know if we'll rise or if we'll sink
But when I feel like my life is just slipping away
I sing a song of gladness. I've got to face the day.
I could live with the sadness, but I'd rather sing it away.
So when you feel like your life is just slipping away
We'll sing a song of gladness, and face the day
You could live with the sadness, or you could sing it away
C'mon sing off your sadness. I'm going to show you the way.
We'll sing a song of gladness and be thankful for each day.
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Winter Song
04:00
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7. WINTER SONG
Words and music copyright 2001 by Britt Arnesen
Fresh dusting of snow
the night's aglow and I'm in the only
car on the road.
My heater's broke
and the windows won't close
but I've only
a few miles to go
through the glowing snow.
Another winter alone.
But when the moon is bright
I don't even need my
headlights, though I leave them on.
It's the safest thing to do.
I'm going to make it through.
Make it through
Make it through
The spring is coming soon.
I know a guy, they amputated his toe
because he didn't know
it would get so cold the boiling water you throw
at 40 below will spit
crackle in the air.
So take note and prepare:
don't leave your skin so bare.
He said the winter don't care;
she'll just freeze you right there.
But when the moon is bright
I don't even need my
headlights, though I leave them on.
It's the safest thing to do.
I'm going to make it through.
Make it through.
The snow is gone in June
Snow is gone in June.
When the moon is bright
I don't even need my
headlights, though I leave them on.
It's the safest thing to do.
I'm going to shine on through.
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Stephen
02:06
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8. STEPHEN
Words and music copyright 1999 by Britt Arnesen
Give yourself to the silence
Let the snow be your guide
It sparkles a thousand diamonds
And the moon is our only light
The sky is clear and the stars appear
There's nowhere I'd rather be
I'll hug you
I'll love you
I'll hold you where you stand
We'll lie here dreaming
On a blanket on a frozen lake
A thermos of hot tea
No worries from the past
We chased the off at last
This moment is only you and me
And I'll hug you
I'll love you
I'll hold you where you stand
So hug me
And love me
Hold me where I stand
Hug me
Love me
I know only you will understand me
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After the Rain
02:12
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Waterfall
04:45
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10. WATERFALL
Words and music copyright 2010 by Britt Arnesen
Night has fallen on the valley floor
Husbands come home to a light on their porch door
There is no one for me to leave my light on for
Since you said this ain't your home anymore
So I'm walking my way down to the waterfall
Let the roar drown out my voice as I sing to myself the saddest songs
'Til I'm forgiven, I'm forgiven of it all
I'm forgiven, I drank forgiveness at the waterfall
It's a good ole time down at the waterfall
I skip along the mossy rocks until I slip and fall
'Til I forgive you, I forgive you of it all
I forgive you, I forgive you for it all
So people go down to your waterfall
C'mon and meet me at midnight at the waterfall
'Cause we're forgiven, We're all forgiven,
We are forgiven of it all
Just want you know I forgive you, I forgive you for it all.
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Slightly Down
05:52
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11. SLIGHTLY DOWN
Words and music copyright 2009 by Britt Arnesen
Mama sits taking coffee sips at the window
While the water drips from the leaking roof into her buckets
Potatoes for breakfast, nothing for lunch, potato supper
If the sun is shining somewhere, it's in someone else's window
But our mama's not scared 'cause she's well aware
She told us a hundred times that life isn't fair
There's no point in worrying all the way to despair
When God's grace, his love is always near
She's just slightly down
Only slightly down
She's just slightly down
From hanging around the wrong side of this town
On the way to town mama's heavy load: a truck full of children
Its a bumpy road, a wet and muddy road, it's spring here
If it weren't for your love
She'd be stuck in the mud, she'd be dirty
When she didn't know your love
She'd been pushed she'd been shoved
She was hurting
Still Mama's not scared, she's well aware
She's told us a thousand times that life isn't fair
There's no point in worrying all the way to despair
Because God's grace and love will always prevail
We're just slightly down
Only slightly down
Never more than just slightly down
It's a hard broken road but we don't have to go it alone
Now Mama's getting old, us children all grown, she keeps the lights low
Me, I live alone, I keep losing my phone, I drive a school bus
You know I'm not scared, I'm well aware
Mama told me a million times that life isn't fair
There's no point in worrying all the way to despair
Because God's love and grace is always there
Still I'm just slightly down
No more than slightly down
Never more than slightly down
It's a hard broken road but I don't have to go it alone
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Just the Same
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12. JUST THE SAME
Words and music copyright 2000 by Britt Arnesen
The snow on the treetops glows in the darkness
Though I'm alone here in the shadows
The seabeach splashes call my name
Blue sea, the open ocean.
Give me faith, and I'll walk across.
Oh let me know it's not so far
And I'm not really all that cold.
Just let me know you'll be there waiting
Understanding just the same.
Just the same, just the same
Just the same, just the same
Though I've broken every promise
You understand me just the same.
We say, "I love you"
But that's only a voice
And I told you I'd never leave you
You'll notice that it's my choice
And now I'm standing on the edge
Of an ocean between you and I
I just close my eyes and let the wind surround me
I hear you calling from the other side
With your arms outstretched before you
Ready to give me another try
Let me try, let me try
All I need is another try
Though I've broken every promise
You're still waiting to give me life
But I can't breathe here
Trapped by the need to need you
The only way is to take that step
I know you'll be there waiting
Understanding just the same
Just the same, just the same
Just the same, just the same
Though I've broken every promise
You understand me just the same.
Just the same, just the same
Just the same, just the same
Though I've broken
Though I'm broken
Though I'm broken
Through I've broken every promise
You understand me just the same
You'll always love me
Just the same
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Britt Arnesen Missoula, montana
Britt K. Arnesen is a Montana folksinger, songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, and record producer. She plays in the longtime Missoula band Pinegrass. Britt is originally from Juneau, Alaska.
Britt Arnesen recommends:
Nothing We Say EP
by Courtney Hartman
I never get sick of listening. Courtney is an amazing writer. Her lyrics don't waste a single word. She could carry this whole EP with just the strength of her voice & guitar, but her band rocks too!
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The Majesty of Our Broken Past
by Color Theory
Melodic and interesting music that feels good to listen to. A nice change of pace from bluegrass. =)
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Cantando
by Elijah Jalil + Maria Zepeda
Missoula songwriters Maria Zepeda and Elijah Jalil have made absolute magic. I was honored to be in the room when this music was laid down by these fine old souls. It is my new favorite album!
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