1. |
Mary
04:12
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Mary take me back to
Nights when we felt the air cool
And your mother called you in for your dinner
And you told me she had grown paler and thinner
Since last I saw her
So you took your feet from the bed of the quarry
And ran without shoes on and said you were sorry
To leave me there in the water
And I don’t see you round here no more
And I don’t hear her calling your name
Somebody told me they saw you last winter
Carrying all of the blame
Darling nothing could keep her
Regret and guilt like rock like silt sink deeper
We shouldn’t have been there without any grown ups
It’s not safe for two little girls so they told us
But we were chosen daughters
See our mothers loved us strong as the river
They held us and carried us and safely delivered us
Out to wider waters
And I don’t see you round here no more
And I don’t hear her calling your name
Somebody told me they saw you down South
You were carrying all of the blame
Mary
Your mother loved you strong as the river
She held you and carried you and safely delivered you
Out to wider waters
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2. |
Predator
03:56
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Lord give me wings so I can fly
Far from the predator beneath
I feel them creeping where I lie
I feel them closing in on me
Down where the southbound train goes low
Across the rolling river wild
I lost my lover long ago
He left me lonesome and with child
Nobody save a girl unmade
Nobody prays for me
He courted me so easy
Said he would leave her in the Spring
The night when he first lay with me
I felt that low down train sing
Nobody saves a girl unmade
Nobody prays for me
If I could fly to some far-off mountainside
I’d be a stranger
I’d be free
When I die I will surely see salvation
For the hell I’ve endured here on earth
Whatever grief a man may see
A woman surely suffers worse
Nobody saves a girl unmade
Nobody prays for me
If I could fly to some far-off mountainside
I’d be a stranger
I’d be free
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3. |
San Francisco
04:17
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Sweet sixteen
Straight on the boat
Ain’t got no money left
So someone has to go
Daddy died
Mammy cries
She says I’m the lucky one
Says I can be all right
Here I go
San Francisco
I close my eyes
I hold on tight
I wonder where I’ll be
In three Hail Marys time
Oh lord of land and sea
Is this the best
That you could do for me?
Here I go
San Francisco
A girl who speaks just like me
Met me off the train
Asked me if I would miss the rain
I cover my head now
But hell
I get my own bed now
I wrote my sister
Told her I missed her
And she wrote me in poetry
Of all the things that I won’t see
Down by the docks
I watch the sun go down
And I ask the sky will I ever
Be a woman now?
Oh
San Francisco
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4. |
Cordelia
04:10
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Cordelia was the third born child
She came unexpectedly
Apple of her father’s eye
Cast out at 23
Cordelia always speaks her mind
Truth trips into speech
I asked her to show me line by line
She said it’s something she can’t teach
Cordelia
Won’t you take me down to the water’s edge
And show me what you mean?
My tongue is dense with dirt now
I need you to wash it clean
Take me down to the water’s edge
And show me my way home
I know I don’t belong here
But I don’t think that I can go
Cordelia’s words could start a war
Cause steel-bellied ships to sink
Me I am weary and battle sore
And too afraid of what they’ll think
Cordelia
Won’t you take me down to the water’s edge
And show me what you mean?
My tongue is dense with dirt now
I need you to wash it clean
Take me down to the water’s edge
And show me my way home
I know I don’t belong here
But I don’t think that I can go
Cordelia
Won’t you take me down to the water’s edge
And show me what you mean?
My tongue is dense with dirt now
I need you to wash it clean
Take me down to the water’s edge
And show me my way home
I know they do me wrong here
I know they do me wrong
I know they do me wrong here
I know they do me wrong
I know they do me wrong here
But I don’t think I can say no
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5. |
Party Girl
04:21
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Don’t mind me
I won’t get in your way
I’ll be here all night
And I’ll look just right
And I’ll say all the things that I should say
Living easy living free
Throwing back margaritas carelessly
And I think one of those guys
Has a thing for me
So tonight I guess that’s who I’ll be
I won’t bring you down
You’ll love having me around
I’ll never tell you you’re too much
Cos I’m a party girl
Free and easy
Don’t take me too seriously
I’m a party girl
Free and easy
You can always count on me
Everybody here’s got money
Went to some fancy school
Dress poor
Speak like me
Yeah I guess that’s cool
And they talk about girls like children
The way we cry we cry we cry in the night
And we don’t know what we want
We don’t know what we want
Yeah girls are crazy all right
But I won’t bring you down
You’ll love having me around
I’ll never tell you you’re too much
You can push me around
I’ll hold your robe and crown
I’ll never say I’ve had enough
Cos I’m a party girl
Free and easy
Don’t take me too seriously
I’m a party girl
Free and easy
You can always count on me
Did someone tell you
I get blue?
It’s not true it’s not true
One more tequila
Pleased to meet ya
This is what we do
Cos I’m a party girl
Free and easy
Don’t take me too seriously
I’m a party girl
Free and easy
You can always count on me
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6. |
Invincible
03:54
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You wanna know how it feels
Just wanna know what it tastes like
You wanna know what you can hold
Wanna see if you’ll come back to life
So you take another pill
Hey this one feels like falling asleep in the arms of a lover
So you take another drink
Hey this one tastes so much sweeter on the heels of another
Now you’re invincible
Nothing’s ever gonna hurt you
You’re invincible
Nothing’s ever gonna hurt you again
No he doesn’t want to stay
At least that saves you the pretending
Cos you’d grow tired anyway
Always waiting for an ending
So you take another pill
This used to feel like falling asleep in the arms of a lover
So you take another drink
Already made so many mistakes where’s the harm in another?
Now you’re invincible
Nothing’s ever gonna hurt you
You’re invincible
Nothing’s ever gonna hurt you again
Old sleeves of records scattered on the floor
No melodies can touch you anymore
Skins and bottles block the open door
No memories come knocking anymore
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7. |
Bones
03:18
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Won’t you show to me
The bones of the city
The city that you knew
When you were just a boy
Won’t you show to me
The things I don’t see
The ghosts
That bring you joy
I would do anything to know
Where this love is gonna go
But you tell me to wait
Tell me to go slow
I give to you
My falling in the playground
All the grazes on my knees
All my little girl shame
I give to you
My fears in the evening
All my raging against
My father’s name
I would do anything to know
Where this love is gonna go
But you tell me to wait
Tell me to go slow
Show me show me
The place I can call home
I would do anything to know
Where this love is gonna go
But you tell me to wait
Tell me to go slow
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8. |
Finer than I
04:13
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Seven years or more
I walk the factory floor
The skin upon my soles
Won’t stick anymore
You fit me love
Like an old pair of shoes
A soft and softer hold
With every use
Did I hear you have a new love finer than I?
Gold upon her fingers and a dark and roving eye
Wandering Soho streets at night
Searching for silks and silvers to buy
Seven years or more
I sleep beside the door
Waiting like a widow
Many years after the war
See I still believe
You’ll be coming back for me
No mouth as sweet as yours
Was made to deceive
But I heard you have a new love finer than I
Drinks in Mayfair hotel bars deep into the night
Her father’s gold shines bright
Brighter than any smile of mine
The river is long and low
And I cannot cross o’er the other side
So bring to me a boat
That I might cross both time and tide
What if I can’t get over it this time?
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9. |
Nicotine
04:29
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Smoked up Sundays in your room
Staying up and sleeping through
To ease the crash of getting clean
One more patch of nicotine
My hair was red when we first met
You pulled it from my face and said
I reminded you of somebody
You knew before you came to me
She was the real drug
I was the patch the nicotine
She runs through your veins
And I’ll never get beneath your skin
Her father never did approve
Didn’t think too much of you
You sang to me her favourite song
Said fathers always get you wrong
Well your hair was starting turning grey
So you were gonna change your ways
Starting with the company
And that was when you came to me
She was the real drug
I was the patch the nicotine
She runs through your veins
And I’ll never get beneath your skin
So I found a man who drinks like you
And I let him tell me what to do
Smelled your smoke upon his lips
Felt your calloused fingertips
So now I guess I pass it on
And I sing to him your favourite song
Get him high and watch him fall
Keep him waiting on my call
Reserve the right to speak your name
Let him want me all the same
Your love real drug
He’ll be the patch the nicotine
You’ll run through my veins
And he’ll never get beneath my skin
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10. |
Loved me Better
04:47
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I would have loved you longer
I would have loved you more
I would have loved you stronger
Than you’d been loved before
I would have painted the moon in blue
And all the stars in red
Only to be closer to you
To share your borrowed bed
And it took me some time
To trust my own mind
And get myself together
But I know now, honey I know
You should have loved me better
Didn’t I take the blame when you told me to
Every little thing my fault
Only wanted sweetness from you
Only ever tasted salt
And didn’t you let me think I wasn’t good enough
Didn’t you watch me feed my shame
Too young to really know my worth
Too scared to scream my name
And I asked you straight one night
Will I ever know your mind?
And you told me never
Well I know now, honey I know
You should have loved me better
Wherever you are now
I want you to know
You were blood on newly fallen snow
Too weak to make a stain
Too small to even take a hold
Yeah it took me some time
Oh it took me a while
But I put it all together
And I know now, honey I know
You should have loved me better
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11. |
In the Morning
03:21
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3 o’clock and the party’s over
Isn’t it time you tried to get sober
You can stay I’ll lay you out a bed
I didn’t know you had gotten so low
But I guess that’s how these things can go
Oh nothing like love to break your head
If you let it
You won’t love so free anymore
But close your eyes and it won’t feel so sore
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
I hope you didn’t take me wrong
When I told you I don’t think I belong
There’s salt in my song there’s sugar in my wounds
But you always did see right through
All those stupid fake and self-hating things I’d do
Oh nothing like a friend to make a fool out of you
But I don’t tell those tales anymore
I close my eyes so it won’t feel so sore
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
You can stay I will lay you out a bed
You know it’ll be like none of this was said
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
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Maz O'Connor London, UK
Singer and songwriter based in London
'remarkable songwriting talent....captivating voice ****' Q Magazine
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