Souvenirs

by Laura K. Balke

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03:07
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03:37
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02:36
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03:43
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03:27
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03:20

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released April 11, 2009

Written and performed by Laura K. Balke

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Mike Bridavsky at Russian Recording

Philip Balke played piano on tracks 2, 5 and 7, as well as melodica on track 2.

Mika Bridavsky played drums on tracks 3 and 8, additional guitar on track 5, and Kee Bass on tracks 6 and 10.

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Laura K. Balke Indianapolis, Indiana

Brought up in a small town amongst the fields of Northern Indiana, Laura K. Balke has been crafting songs from her surroundings and inner workings ever since she picked up her mother's guitar at the age of 13. On the heels of her third full-length record, Rumors & Legends, Balke's time is split between touring and the welcome juxtaposition of residing in Indianapolis. ... more

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Track Name: Put My Hands To Use
I want to paint the whole town red
Then green, then yellow, then blue
I want to take my scissors to the hair on your head
And make something entirely new
One day I will knit a sweater
Or maybe even a dress
You just watch, I'm gonna learn
How to play every stringed instrument

My wrist starts hurting and it scares me
'Cause I'm only twenty-two
And I'm afraid I'm gonna wear out my body
Before I check off my list of things to do

I'm gonna put my hands to use

Live to work or work to live, I guess
I think that those two words can
Be synonymous
I chose a career where I didn't have to sit at a desk
But last night when I got home
I fell asleep with my shoes and the lights on
Fully dressed

My feet start hurting and it scares me
'Cause I've got a lot of ground to cover yet
And it makes me want to pull up the blankets
And sleep until my weary legs forget

I'm gonna walk until I need new knees
I'm gonna sing until I lose my breath
I want you to remind me
To create until I've got nothing left

I'm gonna put my hands to use
Track Name: Crosses
I can explain my life
Up until right now
I'll show you the forks in the road
That brought me here
I am the books I've read
And the people I have know
And decisions that I've made
But is this life my own?

I can't ignore
All the crosses by the side of the road
Or the missing children's faces plastered
On the bulletin board
And they shoot my theories to pieces,
They shoot my theories to pieces
Track Name: Telephone Lines
Hello darling, how you been?
Well I have never been better
We'll talk about all our new friends
And how we're gonna have the best life ever
I'll tell you that I've been writing new songs
And that work is going well
And life is moving right along

But how can I tell you that I've had a bad night
When you seem so happy with your new life
I'm glad you can't see me 'cross the telephone lines
The tears fall so easy when I say that I'm fine

I get mad at New Jersey
For swallowing you up
But god forbid that I
get in the way of doing what you love
As much as I miss you
I wouldn't want you anywhere else
I say that even when I know
That I am lying to myself

How can I tell you that I've had a bad night
When you seem so happy with your new life
I'm glad you can't see me 'cross the telephone lines
The tears fall so easy when I say that I'm fine

You made a promise that you'd come back for me
I am your Indiana, waiting patiently
There's runs in my stockings, and holes in my dress
Though I fall to pieces I know you won't forget
Track Name: Soulfood
Maybe one day I will vacation overseas
And be able to afford organic groceries
Now that I have a job I love
Maybe some day I'll be able
To make more money than I did
When I was waiting tables

I could go to school, I could work a bit
I could fall in and out of love and still not get it
We struggle on toward imperfection
Say what you want, but there is only one direction

Maybe one day I love you
With everything I've got
And not have to make excuses
For all the doors that are locked
Maybe one day I'll think of myself as a musician
And not have to make excuses
For missed notes and a lack of rhythm

I could go to school, I could work a bit
I could fall in and out of love and still not get it
'Cause first and foremost my feet and hands move
To provide the rest of my body with shelter and food

Maybe one day I will see
It is my soul I need to feed
Maybe one day I will know
What it takes to make it grow
Track Name: Piano Keys
Tonight while you were holding my hand
You tapped my fingers like piano keys
We were in a noisy place
But it was only from you and it was only for me
And up through my veins, my bones, my muscles
Rang a melody, it went something like this...

I want to tell the whole world
They'll never know about what we have
I like keeping secrets like that
But if they listen hard enough they might hear
Faint notes chiming from our ears
It goes something like this...