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When I Was Young
02:35
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When I was young
I always had some
By my side:
A plastic cup of the bubbly stuff
Well, water’s just fine
And I don’t mind wine
But you see
My favorite drink is ice cold seltzy
I’m from New York
Well, Brooklyn of course
Each Friday
My buddy Phil drives his truck to me
“How’s it goin’, Phil”
“How ‘bout a refill?”
Last week’s batch
Was even better than the last
The glass bottle shines
With bubbles divine
In the fridge
I keep it cool, my favorite beverage
I’ll tell you a tale
Of love and travails
The story’s true
You could even say it happened to me
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Bubbles
05:36
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Ma said I should watch for dreamers
I laughed as if I wasn’t one.
I don’t need to lift a finger
I close my eyes and here they come.
Bubbles in the blue sky up
Bubbles in the brown earth down
Bubbles in my socks, the whole walk home
I dreamt of 7 million bubbles in my mouth
All the kids, they called me crazy
But I just laughed and danced around the yard
What the hell do you think you know about crazy
You drink that sugar like there’s no tomorrow
Bubbles in the Mr. Pibb
Bubbles in the Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper
Bubbles taste so good, I know
Without that stinkin’ soda they’re even better
I wish that I could say they listened
My wisdom fell on twelve deaf ears
But Sylvia her eyes just glistened
She stayed until the others disappeared
Bubbles in her big gray eyes
Bubbles in her dark, brown hair
Bubbles in between her words
She said “I’d like to try some, I’m not scared”
Sylvia, come meet my momma
Mom’d you like to meet my friend
She’d like to try a glass of our water
But not straight from the tap
Bubbles from the top fridge shelf
Bubbles from the glass bottle
Bubbles form the seltzer man
Press that lever, here it comes, full throttle
Sylvia took in a big gulp
Sylvia let out a burp
Sylvia began to look embarrassed
But I just said “good seltzer should hurt.”
Bubbles in my belly, and
Bubbles in the back of my throat
Bubbles when we open our mouths
We’re a pair of toads: “croak”
Sylvia was so delighted
We drank the stuff all afternoon
Then she said “I’ve gotta be home for dinner”
But I’ll see you soon
Bubbles in the butterflies
Bubbles my bright red cheeks
Bubbles in the heart-shaped clouds
I think that I just made a new friend
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3. |
Colliding Ships
02:27
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I’ve never felt this way before
A mix of respect and hots, galore
Is this what they mean when they say “love?”
My stomach felt like a shooting star
Last Saturday night in your car
The way that you looked at me I swooned
I brought a long seltzer for our walk
Inside my backpack it almost popped
When I’m with you the pressure’s on
As we raised the bottle to our lips
You put your arm around my hips
Like colliding ships we shared a kiss
Everything’s moving kind of fast
Up until today I’ve been chaste
I want to make sure that this will last
The rest of the summer flew right by
Sylvia and I spent some time
Then in September something changed
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Sylvia
04:06
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Sylvia, don’t leave
You mean so much to me
I’m sorry I feel so selfish today
A friendship is so strange
I think of all the ways
I rearrange my life for my friends
When I was so lonely
You were the only
I’ve often wondered
Where I’d be without you
Though seltzer’s just a drink
I owe it more, I think
At least I’m grateful
It brought me to you
She said you’re a good one
And I’ve had so much fun
I’ve lived in Brooklyn my entire life
She said that the west coast
Is also the best coast
I wish it wasn’t so far away
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5. |
Life Can Feel So Long
03:42
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Life can feel so long
The neighborhood kids gone
Is it wrong?
To stay in Brooklyn?
Kim’s a lawyer now
And James I wonder how
He likes the service
Makes me nervous
Frankie’s got three kids
And Mary’s always been a wiz
Did you see her?
On the quiz show?
Ma said won’t you guess
Who I saw just yesterday
At the market
Sylvia’s mom
Asked me how you’re doin’
Sylvia’s a grad student
In Seattle
What’s she study?
Carbonation Arts
Say what? I missed that last part
Did you say art?
You must be joking
Would Sylvia’s mom lie?
To me, in aisle three of Ralph’s
She looked me in the eye
And told me
Sylvia writes songs
She paints, she drew a picture once
Her momma showed me
On her smarty phone
I could barely make it out
A pair of people making out
In a bubble
It was beautiful
Anyway, her mom
Gave me Sylvia’s number
You should call her
I think she misses you
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Flying
03:34
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Flying
I’ve never seen the world quite like this
Looks like my window’s
A page ripped form a National Geographic
On the phone
I almost didn’t recognize her voice
She sounded so much older
But when she laughed
I knew it was the same old Sylvia
Please, she said
Pay me a visit
I know you’ll love it out west
The trees are green
And lots of people here like seltzer too
“Excuse me, sir
Would you like a drink”
“Yes, seltzer”
The flight attendant gave me the strangest look
“I’m sorry, please, I mean club soda”
Closed eyes
I dream about a summer
Fragile bubble in the past
Then pop, it’s gone
Return your seats to the upright position
The water
Looks so beautiful
A million trees
Is that a volcano
The kid at the window
Says that it could blow at any time
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Bubbles (reprise)
04:24
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While I’m waiting for my luggage
My eyes wander around the room
Sylvia is at the turnstile
Her grey eyes looking for me too
Bubbles in the hug hello
Bubbles in the you look great
Bubbles in the glad I caught you
I was worried I was running late
She and I went back to her place
You’ll never guess where she lives
Brooklyn Ave. NE
She never moved that far, I guess
Bubbles in the green street signs
Bubbles in the old, wood house
Bubbles in the big basement
Where Sylvia makes all of her art
Sylvia showed me some drawings
A big sculpture of a seltzer can
Then she sat at the piano
And this is how her song began:
Bubbles in the great Northwest
Bubbles back East, surely
Bubbles in the South and Midwest too
Bubbles in the whole country
Sylvia, your art’s amazing
Then she looked me in the eye
Romance, like a flame, can flicker
But friendship never dies
Bubbles in a friendship, pure
Bubbles in the words of love
Bubbles in seltzer water
Bountiful elixir of life
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younger shoulder Seattle, Washington
2009 - 20??
Seattle, WA and Goleta / Santa Barbara, CA
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