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18 Lines
03:52
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We planned to sell the house this fall,
So I was touchin' up some walls,
I went to close her door and there they were.
I hadn't really noticed them since,
Well I've forgotten when,
The history of our one-time little girl.
Well I just stared and wondered, what happened to the time.
She's leaving us for college and now I come to find...these
18 lines along the edge of her bedroom door.
The first at 3' 7" , the last at 5'4".
In between our memories of after and before,
These 18 lines along the edge of her bedroom door.
This one in red's from '99,
We had a scare, but she came out fine,
Her fever must've lasted 11 days.
And here she hit a growin' spell,
7 lines from nine to 12,
I'm thankful Lord and here I count the ways.
It's funny how a little thing can make you want to cry,
But life is made of little things, and now I'm glad that I made these....
18 lines along the edge of her bedroom door.
The first at 3' 7" , the last at 5'4".
In between our memories of after and before,
These 18 lines along the edge of her bedroom door.
We thought that what we needed was a small and modern house
But I've found a reason for second thoughts right now....these
18 lines along the edge of her bedroom door.
The first at 3' 7" , the last at 5'4".
In between our memories of after and before,
These 18 lines along the edge of her bedroom door.
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Love I Give You Now
03:10
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I want to know who it was,
Who made you believe you were not good enough.
I wonder if they'd have something to say if they knew the damage they've done.
‘Cause I see the blue in your eyes,
Is more than the color that's living inside.
It's draggin’ you down, like gravity's found, a spirit that died.
And though you've grown to walk with doubt,
Here's my promise,
You'll always have this,
Love I give you now.
This mountain of pain in your past,
Does not rise before you, but still holds you back.
So maybe it's time to carefully and climb up ahead and find a new path.
And if you come to walk with doubt,
Here's my promise,
You'll always have this,
Love I give you now.
When you've only known the dark,
Light can hurt your eyes,
But soon it starts-to fill your heart,
And ease your mind.
And if you come to walk with doubt,
Here's my promise,
You'll always have this,
Love I give you now.
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Like The Water
03:32
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I wish I was water winding down a wooded stream,
Gently making music as I go.
I'd roll around the rocks and under fallen trees,
Happy to be going with the flow.
'Cause it's been hard for me,
To settle down and see,
There's an easy way to go...
Like the water,
A rainbow in the sky is painted water.
When everything is dry we pray for water.
The tears that say good-bye are salt and, water pouring from our soul,
They ease the pain of letting go...
Like the water.
I wish I was water in a still and silent lake,
Reflecting all the beauty up above.
Always calm and fluid through the ripples and the waves,
That come and go whenever there is love.
I should have hung around,
And maybe given ground,
But I've never found a way to live...
Like the water,
A rainbow in the sky is painted water.
When everything is dry we pray for water.
The tears that say good-bye are salt and, water pouring from our soul,
They ease the pain of letting go...
Like the water.
And I wish I could say,
“I know I'll find my way,
'Cause now I have the faith to fall...”
Like the water,
A rainbow in the sky is painted water.
When everything is dry we pray for water.
The tears that say good-bye are salt and, water pouring from our soul,
They ease the pain of letting go...
Like the water.
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Scott Joffe Austin, Texas
Scott Joffe is a songwriter living in Austin, TX. He's a past winner of the Austin Songwriters Group "Song of The Year"
(for "18 Lines"). Many of Scott's songs are autobiographical, and many are about shared experiences he observes in other people's lives. Hopefully, they are songs you can "step inside of".
Scott grew up in Vineland, in southern New Jersey.
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