Rae Spoon

Amy Grant

I grew up driving the mountains
in the back of a Datsun with the green dashboard lights
and Amy Grant sang our theme song.
If they only knew how much he loved them.

But where was Jesus when we needed him?
Where was Amy Grant? I thought she was his back up.

And the devil of the eighties shook our car windows
Singing “we will rock you” and “I ran so far away”.
I wish I’d heard of Freddie mercury while he was still alive.
I would have switched sides. I would have switched sides.

But where was Jesus when we needed him?
Where was Amy Grant? I thought she was his back up.
I like to think I found him just in time.

Sunday Dress

When I was a little girl.
I thought I had to hold up the world.
Singing “Hallelujah” in the choir
to keep my feet out of the fire.

My prairie home.
My prairie home.
My prairie home.
Fits like a Sunday dress.

When I was fourteen the devil came for me.
Showed me hell could be pretty.
I had a poster at the end of my bed.
Kurt Cobain in a wedding dress.

My prairie home.
My prairie home.
My prairie home.
Fits like a Sunday dress.

Shaved my head and did my best.
Tried to stand tall with whiskey on my breath.
I sure wish I was a man.
I would never go to church again.

My prairie home.
My prairie home.
My prairie home.
Fits like a Sunday dress.

This Used To Be The Bottom Of An Ocean

This used to be the bottom of an ocean.
Sometimes I would dream we were floating.
Drifting on the waves. Forget our weight.
With the prairies drowning below us.

But I wake up and you’ve been taken.
But I wake up and you’ve been taken.
But I wake up and you’ve been taken
To the vacuum that no one is naming.

Dinosaurs only live underground.
That’s where I watched them lower you down.
I picture you all running around
in a place that’s too good to be found.

But I wake up and you’ve been taken.
But I wake up and you’ve been taken.
But I wake up and you’ve been taken
To the vacuum that no one is naming.

This used to be the bottom of an ocean.
Sometimes I would dream we were floating.
Drifting on the waves. Forget our weight.
With the prairies drowning below us.

But I wake up and you’ve been taken.

I Will Be A Wall

Hide the children. Hide the children a storm is coming.
I will be a wall. I will be a wall.
Hide the children. Hide the children a storm is coming.
I will be a wall. I will be a wall.

There are beautiful places that we can hide.
Between the notes and the rhymes.
I sang for my sister on the darkest nights
and I sang for my brothers too.

We will count the days. We will count the days.
we will grow tall and we’ll get away.
I will be a wall. I will be a wall.
We will count the days. We will count the days.
We will grow tall and we’ll get away.
I will be a wall. I will be a wall.

There’s a songs that will hold us together in our hearts
He’ll look for the source, but he can’t put it out.
We are jumping in the snow and burying each other.
Hide my sister. Hide my brothers.

Hide the children. Hide the children a storm is coming.
I will be a wall. I will be a wall.
Hide the children. Hide the children a storm is coming.
I will be a wall. I will be a wall.

There are beautiful places that we can hide.
Between the notes and the rhymes.
I sang for my sister on the darkest nights
and I sang for my brothers too.

Cowboy

I wanted you to think I was a cowboy,
So I told you where I was from.
But all I ever did was run from trucks
And I never held a gun.

I wanted you to think I was strong.
So I showed you my restraint.
Far past when I lost control
I never stopped the game.

I wanted you to think I was a fighter,
So I showed you all my teeth.
And I held them up like a monument
to the fall underneath.

I wanted you to think I was a cowboy,
So I told you where I am from.
And I walked around like I didn’t care
that I lost everyone.

Love Is A Hunter

You won’t see it until it’s too late.
Rolling from you in some unnamed way.

Love is a hunter. Love is a hunter
Love is a hunter and it’s coming for you, you, you.

I never told you, but it burned me everyday.
I didn’t want to risk my imaginary place.

Love is a hunter. Love is a hunter
Love is a hunter and it’s coming for you, you, you.

If meaning is nothing then there’s an ocean of nothing between us.
Everyone can see if even if you don’t.

Love is a hunter. Love is a hunter
Love is a hunter and it’s
Love is a hunter. Love is a hunter
Love is a hunter and it’s
Love is a hunter. Love is a hunter
Love is a hunter
and it’s coming for you, you, you.

How Do You Run?

How do you run when you’re a child?
How do you hide when you’re a captive?
How do you leave without leaving?
How do you save some of your feelings?

Change you name many times.
Build a castle in your mind.
Burn the map when you’re finished
.
Take on shapes when you need to.

Change your name, name, name.
Change your name, name, name.
Change your name, name, name.
Change your name, name, name.

We’ll teach our love to be quiet
Until we leave this town behind us.
Change your name many times.
Build a ship in your mind.
Fly the sails and pull the anchor
And we’ll head onto tomorrow.

Change your name, name, name.
Change your name, name, name.
Change your name, name, name.
Change your name, name, name.

You were the first one to build a bridge.
You walked across to pick me up.
I shot at you with all my canons.
How could I know that love could be good?

Snake In The Water

Swimming in the lake as children
We felt it brush against our legs
And we ran from the water screaming,
But the snake was on the shore.
He didn’t take it all at once and he didn’t take it in the open
I left pieces of myself everywhere.

Woah, snake in the water.
Woah, snake on the shore.
Woah, snake for a father.
Woah, snake ate my heart.

I don’t have a heart to give.
I don’t have a heart to give.
I don’t have a heart to give.
I don’t have a heart to give.

I Want

I don’t care if it’s right or wrong.
I just want what I want what I want.
I don’t care if it’s right or wrong.
My first love. My first love. My first love.

I don’t care if it’s right or wrong.
I just want what I want what I want.
I don’t care if it’s right or wrong.
My first love. My first love. My first love.

In the end we might get caught.
If it’s a ledge then I’m on foot off.
But I don’t give a damn what they say
There’s nothing they can touch that goes between us.

I don’t care if it’s right or wrong.
I just want what I want what I want.
I don’t care if it’s right or wrong.
My first love. My first love. My first love.

I want you. I want you. I want something real.
Ahhhhh.
I want you. I want you. I want something real.
Ahhhhh.

I don’t care if it’s right or wrong.
I just want what I want what I want.
I don’t care if it’s right or wrong.
My first love. My first love. My first love.

God Was On Your Shoulders

You were twenty-one years old on the day that I was born.
A child in a child’s arms in a snow storm.
Your father left you like his failed church,
So you married a man who said he’d hold you in.

You thought God was on his shoulders.
God was on his shoulders.
God was on his shoulders
And he would do right.

It took a month to find out he was mean,
But he said that he would kill you if you ever tried to leave.
So you had five children and stayed for sixteen years.
And we learned to hide ourselves when he was in the house.

He thought God was on his shoulders.
God was on his shoulders.
God was on his shoulders
And he could do no wrong.

When you lost a child it must have been like hell.
You probably wished that you could leave yourself,
But there were four more reasons to wake up everyday
And you were silent like the suburbs in your pain.

And God was on your shoulders.
God was on your shoulders.
God was on your shoulders
And that’s who you talked to.

When you finally left my father I thought that we were free.
But then again there was the devil inside of me.
So I live without a mother rather than in the church
But I had my way I wouldn’t have to choose.

Oh god. Oh god.

Can’t Tear It From Me

My mother is a steeple and my father is a stalker.
They come to me at night and speak in tongues.
They tell me that we have the same fire over our heads.
And they try to say that we have the same hands.

I try to run, but I can’t tear them from me.
They own me in the land of dreams.

Jesus didn’t save me, but my grandmother did.
She pulled me from the wreckage and made me eat again.
She taught me to be strong and to sing my way through things.
Without her I would have never learned to love.

I can run from the big sky, but I can’t tear it from me.
We breathe each other’s air and I was born to be the same.
I can run from the big sky, but I can’t tear it from me.
We breathe each other’s air and I was born to be the same.
I can run from the big sky, but I can’t tear it from me.
We breathe each other’s air and I was born to be the same.

Some fill it up with God, but it’s all imagination,
So I fill it with the ones I loved and lost.