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how i knew her nataly dawn


araceli

Nataly Dawn: vocals, acoustic guitar Ryan Lerman: banjo, electric guitar Jack Conte: organ, percussion, tambourine Matt Chamberlain: drums David Piltch: upright bass Anton Patzner: violin Lewis Patzner: cello

araceli was the fairest of them all she was born in the month of gemini to every man who saw her befell cupid’s curse singing oh my oh my oh my

fine dust falls from steel pipelines like ashes from a pharaoh’s tomb shaking off bad luck of babies’ dreams that never left the womb many things are wired to avoid short circuits but not us for we are far too human, too human

araceli only had eyes for one and she lived for her love day and night one day he became ill so she called on the doctor singing oh my oh my oh my

leslie rides on ferris wheels way up in the umbrella clouds she is not afraid of falling out of favor with the crowds

when araceli’s perfect face he beheld well the doctor was stricken with awe he prayed to the gods that her husband might die and upon mount olympus they conspired

lord oh lord please bless her soul and bless her mother shine your face on us for we are human, too human

when araceli discovered the truth that her beauty had damned her true love’s life she jumped into the ladon river to absolve her treacherous crime when she arrived at hades’ door the god of thunder was waiting zeus said, “you’re the one i’ve been longing for” and she said, “you’re the one i’ve been hating” araceli shouted, “i’ve had enough! never once no not once have i defied you i’ve lived as you command, now i’m taking hades’ hand singing oh goodbye goodbye!”

do your best little girl and have a little fun cause life wears you down and takes you for a run do your best little girl and have a little fun cause life wears you down and takes you for a run run run little girl run run little girl run run little girl little girl run run

leslie

Nataly Dawn: vocals, acoustic guitar Ryan Lerman: banjo, mandolin, electric guitar Jack Conte: piano, percussion, hand claps, claves, snare Louis Cole: drums David Piltch: upright bass Anton Patzner: violin Lewis Patzner: cello


how i knew her

Nataly Dawn: vocals, acoustic guitar Ryan Lerman: electric guitar Jack Conte: percussion, tambourine Matt Chamberlain: drums David Piltch: upright bass Anthony Blea, Anton Patzner & Yuri Kye: violin Jacob Hansen-Joseph: viola Brady Anderson & Lewis Patzner: cello

i wish you had written me a letter i wish you had told me before before your mind was too old cause i would have liked to have known you better like my daughter knows me now i would have liked some answers but now no one can say what it meant to see your daddy die under that tractor on that black hill how you painted your pretty face and did your hair each day before you my fetched my father’s pills you could have done a few things better you didn’t have to be so strong you might have been the answer but no one can say how we would’ve all turned out if you had told it like you saw it you knew how to smile to keep the rest from finding out what was hanging in our closet we still say that you’re closer to jesus than anyone we’ve ever known oh what a cross to carry

cause you did everything to please us and now you’re sitting in a home i bet you’d like some answers but now no one can sing the third verse of that hymn you played on that old organ in the parlor but if you let me i’d fill your ears with all the love you gave and then you’d ask me how i knew her oh i’d like to think that i did because each day she seems a little closer in the mirror but we all know you’re gone and no one really knows you now did you not want us to remember

was it long ago we walked in fields of green there were no mines between the places where we roamed now we just tip-toe as we both wait to cast the first stone when those little goddamn mines begin to blow you shot me in the arm i saw your face grow pale and we both knew so well that nothing had been won we’re trigger-worn and wary and the only thing that scares me is the thought that one of us could die alone

back to the barracks

Nataly Dawn: vocals, acoustic guitar

i shot you in the arm it was intentional or unintentional my thoughts were unaware this isn’t our first wound it’ll look smaller in the morning when the light reveals the bigger wound’s still there

Nataly Dawn: vocals, acoustic guitar Ryan Lerman: electric guitar, mandolin Jack Conte: piano, percussion, toms Matt Chamberlain: drums David Piltch: upright bass Anton Patzner: violin Lewis Patzner: cello

we get three good days then it’s back to the barracks yeah it’s back to the barracks feeling anxious feeling bad we get three good days then it’s back to the barracks wondering if there could be better days ahead

it’s a long running joke and i’m sorry i’d croak if i lied, if i lied we’d all just keep smiling the same so you put on your suits and you’re all in cahoots but who cares, silent prayers won’t keep you from going insane

long running joke

or maybe they will if just for a time you could say it was god or something divine you could blame it on flesh-eating monsters or even yourself even yourself well it’s a long running joke and i’ll run till i croak god knows why, god knows why we all keep on feeding the shame so you put on your suits and you’re all in cahoots but who cares, silent prayers won’t keep you from feeling the pain or maybe they will cause you know what they say when there’s a gun to your head you sure know how to pray yeah when death comes a’knockin’ he says that we’re all just the same we’re all just same so i’ll put on a suit if you promise to shoot when i’m chaste, sins erased and bound for those big pearly gates


caroline you used to be clean till you met your old beau and he left you unwed and they christened you the black sheep to keep the world from knowing what the rest of ’em did counting down

Nataly Dawn: vocals, acoustic guitar Ryan Lerman: electric guitar Jack Conte: piano Louis Cole: drums David Piltch: upright bass Anton Patzner: violin Lewis Patzner: cello

lately i’ve been counting down to nothing at all, nothing at all no bell will ring, no choir will sing nobody will be waiting for my call so if the clock says that it’s time to eat, or drink, or go to sleep that’s fine with me that’s fine with me and if the clock says that it’s time to do whatever i want to i’ll be counting down till i’m with you so lately i’ve been counting down to nothing at all, nothing at all when you’re away i know the day won’t mean that much, so i just stall i’ve tried time and time again to help the hours pass me by you know i try but lately i’ve been counting down cause well, what else is there to do everything i do alone i’d rather do alone with you

caroline

Nataly Dawn: vocals, acoustic guitar Ryan Lerman: banjo, mandolin Jack Conte: snaps, hand claps

caroline you’re not a beauty queen unlike some other siblings who shall remain unnamed but personally i’d say you’ve got ‘em all beat cause you’re the only one sweet enough to live in shame they see something tarnished something borrowed, something used well their imagery’s outdated yeah they’re just a tad confused cause they pushed you off a burning train and blamed the fall on you but you look just the same to me yeah i don’t see what they see caroline it brings me chagrin to see the look on your face that you believe what they say cause we all recall love at seventeen if they call that obscene they know not what they say cause they’re quoting something ancient something biased, something cruel and i’m sure they mean to help you but be wary of the wolves cause you’re only in the pack till you start questioning the rules and you don’t look like them to me yeah i don’t see what they see i just don’t see what they see so please don’t change a thing, caroline

please don't scream

Nataly Dawn: vocals, acoustic guitar Ryan Lerman: electric guitar Jack Conte: organ, tambourine, hand claps Louis Cole: drums David Piltch: upright bass

why do you scream at me why do you scream i don’t know why you have to do that cause things don’t seem all that bad to me oh i’m beggin’ you please baby please don’t scream

i remember quite well the first time i took you home we were so young i didn’t think much of you sure you were cute and full of tricks and a whole lot brighter than a guinea pig but i didn’t think much of you back then

do you remember that old cat who beat you up so bad i thought you wouldn’t make it i almost couldn’t take it but now you’re mean and paranoid there’s not a piece of this house that you haven’t destroyed and i wish that you would just shut up

and i think you loved me first cause it sure took me a while to figure out that you were kinda special but now you’re old and full of ticks and you yell at everybody just for kicks and i wish that you would just shut up

you know i’ve loved a lot of men and moved far away from them and i hate to say it but you’re my oldest friend and i’m glad you’re around cause you still know how to make my favorite sound but then i wish that you would just shut up


even steven

grandma says i’m going to hell because i met a boy and we make rock music and the trouble is i know she means well if i’m a’misbehavin’ it’s the devil’s doin’

Nataly Dawn: vocals Ryan Lerman: electric guitar Jack Conte: acoustic guitar, percussion, tambourine, hand claps Louis Cole: drums David Piltch: upright bass

she says life is a test and only the best will be spared

if i could get even with steven i’d sacrifice many a day to tell all the people who worship his name all the tales of his merciless ways

and that’s why i’m still a believer so if you ever meet my grandma don’t believe her grandma’s got a load to carry because her own granddaughter is a no-good heathen oh i should have been a missionary then i’d have the right to tell folks what to believe in i’d say life is a test and only the best will be spared

still a believer

Nataly Dawn: vocals, acoustic guitar Ryan Lerman: electric guitar Jack Conte: percussion, tambourine, hand claps Matt Chamberlain: drums David Piltch: upright bass Larry Goldings: piano Joe Cohen & Melecio Magdaluyo: saxophone Mike Olmos: trumpet Jeff Cressman: trombone

it’s sad not a soul would believe them so thick is the web that he’s spun but i know the truth of his terrible taste and just maybe the truth will save one oh steven you’re not a man you’re not even a boy you’re just a lyin’ cheatin’ apple-eatin’ heathen and the truth doth bring me joy oh joy oh joy if i could get even with steven i’d have to stoop so very low a swift uppercut wouldn’t cut it i fear so below your tight belt we must go

and that’s why i’m still a believer so if you ever meet my grandma don’t believe her

oh i’d give you a reason for leavin’ and tell your incestuous clan to quit the charades and for once just behave as their heavenly father commands

i don’t know what i believe in but i’m hopin’ that jesus won’t send us all to hell when he finally sees us and that if he meets my grandma he’ll…get a second opinion

but if i can’t get even with steven i pray dear saint peter to spare not one filthy detail of your wretched ways when you’re judged for your many affairs cause i cringe when i think that you’re thievin’ some poor selfless heart as i speak but the handsomest bastards are all in god’s grace till the crazies awake from their sleep


why did you marry oh why did you marry you could have been an actress you could have been a doctor you could have been somebody people wish they knew why did you marry oh why did you marry did no one ever tell you to fly to the moon to not get tied down too soon to shop around oh all the places you’d go all the folks you’d meet they’d say, “honey, you’ve still got it!” but no, that was twenty-some-odd years ago today you’re just getting by you’re just getting by why did you marry oh why did you marry did somebody convince you through sermons and psalms that you could be happy just tagging along

oh all the places you’d go all the folks you’d meet they’d say, “honey, thank god you didn’t end up like all of the other girls on your street” they’re just getting by they’re just getting by but i think that i know yes i know why you married it’s just like in the movies the novels and plays where no one ever says, “thanks cary grant, but i think i’ll just get my own place” oh all the places you’d go all the folks you’d meet they’d say, “honey, you’ve still got it” and guess what, we’ve all got it too so pull up a seat we’re just getting by we’re just getting by why did you marry

Nataly Dawn: vocals, piano Jack Conte: bass drum Anthony Blea, Anton Patzner & Yuri Kye: violin Jacob Hansen-Joseph: viola Brady Anderson & Lewis Patzner: cello

i just wa nted you to get old

Nataly Dawn: vocals, acoustic guitar

i just wanted you to get old like the army green volvo and the toys we sold like the books that you read me and the jokes you told i just wanted you to get old i just wanted you to get old like vacations in tahoe and your skiing poles the ones i held on to tightly till you said let go i just wanted you to get old i’m sorry that i never get around to picking up the phone or staying home i swear to god that i must be the worst person i’ve found tell me would it be too late to appreciate you i’m so sorry i’m so sorry cause i still want you to get old please forgive me i know it doesn’t always show but i’ll try to be better if you don’t let go oh i just want you to get old


p r o d u c e d , a r r a n g e d a n d o r c h e s t r at e d b y j a c k c o n t e a l l s o n g s & v o c a l h a r m o n i e s w r i t t e n b y n ata ly d a w n

engineered by oz fritz, with assistant engineer isha erskine, at prairie studios in cotati, ca additional engineering by jack conte mixed by mike mogis at arc studios, omaha, ne mastered by robert c. ludwig at gateway mastering studios, portland, me album design & photography by jeffrey marini published by nataly dawn music (ascap)


A SPECIAL THANKS TO : JACK CONTE - FOR LOVING ME AND BELIEVING IN MY MUSIC MY MOM & DAD - FOR BEING THE BEST PARENTS ANYONE COULD ASK FOR LAUREN O'CONNELL - FOR YOUR FRIENDSHIP AND FOR MAKING ME A BETTER WRITER KIMBERLI SMALLING - FOR SEEING ME THROUGH ALL THE LESS-FUN TIMES RYAN LERMAN - FOR YOUR MUSICAL INSIGHT AND REASSURING SMILE DAVID PILTCH - FOR YOUR WRY SENSE OF HUMOR AND BADASS SENSE OF TIME MATT CHAMBERLAIN & LOUIS COLE - FOR YOUR NASTY GROOVES MIKE MOGIS & BOB LUDWIG - FOR BRINGING OUT THE BEST IN THESE TRACKS BOB HURWITZ - FOR SEEING WHAT YOU SAW IN THOSE DEMOS JEFFREY MARINI - FOR YOUR EVER-SO-CLASSY APPROACH TO PHOTOGRAPHY AND DESIGN MOOKA RENNICK, OZ FRITZ, ISHA ERSKINE, ANDREW MASTRONI AND EVERYONE ELSE AT PRAIRIE SUN STUDIOS - FOR SHARING YOUR RAD SPACE WITH US AND FOR MAKING US FEEL SO AT HOME THERE ERIC KALLEVIG & MARK GAMSEY - FOR STEALTHILY CAPTURING IT ALL ON FILM KIA KAMRAN - FOR THE YARDS AND YARDS OF PAPERWORK COURTNEY BENNETT - FOR KNOWING WHERE EVERYTHING IS DARIN HARMON & CHRISTINA DUNKLEY - FOR MANNING THE HELM OF THIS CRAZY SHIP

AND, LAST BUT NOT LEAST, A MASSIVE THANK YOU TO ALL OF THE FANS WHO BACKED THIS

PROJECT AND GAVE ME THE CHANCE TO MAKE THIS DREAM A REALITY. LOOKING BACK ON THIS PAST YEAR, I'M IN AWE OF EVERYTHING I'VE BEEN ABLE TO ACCOMPLISH, THANKS TO YOUR

INCREDIBLE GENEROSITY. I AM FOREVER INDEBTED TO YOU FOR YOUR KINDNESS AND SUPPORT, AND I HOPE TO SPEND THE REST OF MY LIFE MAKING MUSIC FOR YOU.

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