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Love Is
02:52
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Love is a flower in May
A yellow trumpet announcing the day
Calling all children to play
Love is a flower in May
Love is a banjo in June
It’s the struggle to play it in tune
It’s the patience of listeners too
Love is a banjo in June
Love is a storm in July
It’s the hand on my back when I cry
What I’ll take from this world when I die
Love is a harvest in fall
The fruit of our care over all
The creatures, the great and the small
Love is a harvest in fall
When darkness tries to take hold
It’s the fire we share in the cold
Some things get stronger as they grow old
Love is a harvest in fall
Love is a storm in July
Love is a banjo in June
Love is a flower in May
Love is a flower in May
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Wide As A Wall
03:44
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I am wide as a wall
Stone by stone, I can’t hold anything
I am wide as wall
I am high as a bird
On the wing I will sing anywhere
I am high as bird
Will you come and bring me back home
I am loud as the sun
Flame by flame I can’t hear anyone
I am loud as the sun
Will you come and bring me back home
All that I am, all of the unknown
I am bright as the sea
Wave by wave, I will change endlessly
I am bright as the sea
I am wide as a wall
I am wide as a wall
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Secret Plans
05:28
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There are people who won't see your worth
Tell you go and live in the center of the earth
As for me I don't believe in heaven or hell
I just think that we should treat each other well
Tonight the sun will go to sleep
The teabag will turn in the teacup and begin to steep
The radio dial will make only one final sweep
And you'll make secret plans for yourself that you'll promise to keep
Secret plans, secret plans
Riding by night in a slow caravan
Secret plans, secret plans
Hiding the light of the stars in the palms of your hands
Secret plans
You are young now, look what is ahead
All your plans are hanging by a thread
Don't you worry if they seem unclear
Don't grow up and let all your secret plans disappear
Secret plans, secret plans
Riding by night in a slow caravan
Secret plans, secret plans
Hiding the light of the stars in the palms of your hands
Secret plans
It won't be easy, I know you've heard that before
Something 'bout closing and opening figurative doors
Always stay humble and brave in the face of the fear
That your secret plans will fall through and you'll end up back here
Secret plans, secret plans
Riding by night in a slow caravan
Secret plans, secret plans
Hiding the light of the stars in the palms of your hands
Secret plans
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Close
03:44
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I press my face into
The center of spring
The scent of hope, the thought of you
I breathe in
The sound of children laughing
Rising up to my room
Fights against the howling
Of the news
I am alone
But I feel you so close to me
We're caught here in the in between
An ocean to keep us apart
But she stretches wide her blue and green
Moon pulled arms
To hold us close
I press my face into
The center of spring
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Words
04:14
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I never found
The verbs or the nouns
Silence was a way
To keep it all at bay
So I stayed inside
Afraid of all eyes
But your heart was loud
And it has brought me out
And oh, the world is so bright
And oh, your words have taken flight
They perched in the branches of my tree
And oh I can't wait to speak
So here I go
With these words of my own
My heart can only sing
And you made those wings
And oh, the world is so bright
And oh, my words have taken flight
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Mally Smith Somerville, Massachusetts
Mally Smith is a singer-songwriter who divides her time between Boston and Edinburgh. Reminiscent of Shawn Colvin or a young Joni Mitchell, Mally combines tasteful guitar playing and poetic lyrics with a voice that will melt your heart.
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