Carla Tollefsrud

LYRICS

KITE ON THE MOON

Kite on the moon, I want to live like a
Kite on the moon, where I’m not fighting to
Escape gravity, no wind pushing me around
I want to live life, like a kite on the moon

Moment in time
I want to love like a moment in time
When everything that matters is right now
No question of how, or why
I want to love like a moment in time

CHORUS

My past is known to make a fool out of me
This fool is known to make some fresh history
It’s not what I had planned when I plotted all my schemes
Sitting in this little paisley room
Wasting my time dreaming
Higher than a kite on the moon

Some things aren’t meant to be
Sitting there, just out of reach
If that’s the game, it’s not for me
So I dream

Light in the woods
Feel like I’m following a light in the woods
Seems like the longer that I chase that glow
The less I have to show, for my time
Feel like I’m following, the edge of my mind

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TRIPTON FERRY
© 2024 Patrick Courtemanche

“What time do you leave for the Tripton Ferry?
The next one boards at eight o’five”
These questions grow so old

Excuse me, but you must be confused
Yes, I’m leaving for the evening, and I’m leaving soon
But I won’t be on the harbor side

Clifford Heights is where I’m bound
To see Sandy, you know she moved Uptown
I told you, I told you

CHORUS

You haven’t looked in my eyes
Since the day she arrived
And made her mark on this little town
Cast your blame, twist my words
Follow your heart down

Let me make it clear, for you my dear
The words I chose weren’t right
When I said “It won’t happen again”
I meant that I’m leaving tonight
I’m leaving you tonight

The rage that came when I tripped up your plan
To see your Uncle in Seabridge in May
Came as no surprise

When I said I was sorry, I should have said
We’ve put this off too long
We don’t make up, we just make believe

CHORUS

I don’t mind being hustled
Like I mind feeling hustled
And you worked me like a pro

My mistakes, and I made some
I wish that I hadn’t played dumb
You might have tried being kind, I suppose

There’s a stain on the wall from a splash of wine
A shame in this house no paint can’t hide
I’ll leave my key behind

“Aren’t you late for the Tripton Ferry?”
Yes I am, and I must be on my way
Don’t wait up, I won’t be coming home

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UP ON THE STREET (SWEDE HOLLOW)

It's humble, as humble, as grey old snow
A tough humble village nestled below
A city that bustles above the deep soul
Of a hollow as humble as grey old snow

The French and the Germans and the Irish made do
Up on the street where a boomtown grew
On land that was sacred, and strippped from the Sioux
On land that was taken a boomtown grew

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The boomtown life was an immigrant dream
Down in Swede Hollow where hard times seem
To flow down the hillside and freeze in the creek
And try to keep you from making it up on the street

From the shoreline of Phalen to the ridge of the bluffs
The Eastside is gritty and proud
That pride just ran deeper down where times were tougher
A hollow as gritty as gritty allows

Now the hollow is empty but the dream's still on hold
From the Midway to the West Bank they shoulder the load
Of a weight that can keep a man off of that road
The weight can keep a man off of that road

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STONE'S THROW

You got me restless, got me on my feet
I’ve been one place too long
Let’s rinse the day away and then repeat
Get something going on
Raisins come from grapes you know
And so does that wine, I’ve got a lot to do
I’m eating grapes these days, straight off the vine
It saves a step or two

CHORUS

It’s just a stone’s throw, stone’s throw away
Train’s in the station and the wolves are at bay
It’s just a stone’s throw, stone’s throw away
People are waiting for the breakthrough

You moat your castle and you sit and stew
And take another call
The chambers are loaded with blanks like you
Just stay behind your wall
It’s kind of clever but it’s not that smart
You haven’t heard the news?
Stopping now would be a good place to start
Don't wait on your reviews

CHORUS

You’ll never see her in the bylines
She’s a pen for hire
Throws her flames under other people’s names
Set this town on fire

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