Copenhagen

by Lucy Foley

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1.
Spread out, I’m looking for you In the bed I can see your feet and your head But everything in between’s too close to see I like you yes though you prickle my cheek Spread your arms wide and I’ll explore you Oh, it’s a tangle, Oh, it’s a gamble Oh, it’s a gamble, Oh, it’s a handful Oh, it’s a handful, Oh, it’s a tangle Oh, it’s a tangle, Oh, it’s a gamble You breathe in my air when I sigh You might be a tree that can grow in my heat I am the ladybug here by your side Leaves of your armhair tickle my hide It is so nice ‘til I look in your eyes Chorus I run from the house before light It barks right behind me, I run through the night Follow the eyelashes you shed for me Trail through the forest to our house of sweet Has our little fuel stash run out of heat? Oh... Chorus I hear the crickets A clicka clicka a clicka clicka There’s a bee in here with us He’s near
2.
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I knock on your door. You let me in. You’ve got a fresh bunch of longings on the table. I will take them all home I will take them all home I will take all the longings from your table So pull close to me She won’t hear if we whisper I will kiss you free I will tickle you better Your life sprang a leak and out I flew Along came a song and moved into your home with her So we went out into the street So we went into the street And we all fell apart together Chorus This secret crusade crashed at our feet We looked at the crashed open secret and counted to ten We looked through the hole it made We looked into the hole it made And we waited for something else to happen Chorus
3.
Think I’ve been telling you too much baby Can’t seem to melt the pleasant smile in your eyes What do you look like when you’re not smiling? And why, oh, why are you so sly? I don’t want to play with you I just want to see you cry Cry that pleasant smile From my sight Your smile is made of chain mail baby It fixes your mood at smug with no swing Your defenses are strong now don’t you worry I’m not planning to mount an uprising I don’t want to play with you I just want to see you cry Cry that pleasant smile From my sight What do you need? Human feelings Why don’t you smile? ‘Cos I can’t fake it You’re odd as hell Yes, odd and lonely Lonely I know you’re not my man baby I don’t feel you moving inside I don’t want to be cruel or lie to you But I know you’re not my kind I don’t want to play with you I just want to see you cry Cry that pleasant smile From my sight
4.
Like punchdrunk October flies in pointless rapture Dancing one final dance before the capture We are awkward and shakey as we move closer We only want to fling ourselves down We are making circles, don’t know how to land Hovering over We are sore, we are trying not to be sore It is not working We meet on this tightrope and we cough politely You’re thief’s in the forest, mine goes prowling nightly If we cut down our trees we’ll see them naked And we could feel our feet upon the ground Chorus I woke up with you today though you were not here My desire preceded me and my heart beats clear We could roll around here if we just jumped down But it’s so hard to stop flying through the air Chorus I had hopes that were so high They could not always stay up I have hopes that are so high I guess sometimes they have to fall down Oh My sadness is hot, it fills up all the corners Shuts all the doors tight, it keeps me inside You chase me but you slow down when I stop and you lock your door when I come back around Chorus
5.
I call out from my deserted ground But no one comes to catch the sound I’m surrounded by company But I don’t hear them calling back to me You show up with a bad idea I can’t help but feel free with ya I am on the stairs watching you getting shiny and I don’t know why I watch you shoompah the night away with firewater and gulps of air I am on the stairs and I want to go but I don’t move from the step watching you People think I’m a queue But then they give up and walk by You keep a fire burning in your quiet war You burn to keep the wolf from the door So what happens when dreams come? Do they get to ya or do ya just burn ‘em? You keep acting like you’re some wolf’s prey What if she just wants to play with ya? Chorus It’s getting hotter on your burning floor It’s getting harder to ignore The wolf threatens everything you fear But nothing’s driving me away from here You live with the wolf and you don’t even see her Well here she is burning right through ya So burn in the dark for me Burn in the dark with me Now burn in the dark for me Burn in your dark with me Chorus You’re a bewildered beast when the night’s head is rearing Panicking out loud but the sun keeps disappearing
6.
She leaned back out of the light of day into her private little world of numbers Following her, desperate to soak her up, to please her until the lockout comes Queen of the mountain of rotten apples no one saw, and no one ever tasted King of the dung heap, he seems so far, he seems so far away So shrink boys, shrink away I am full to the brim with Mister Bogeyman He’s running all around in me today He’s cutting my life into shredded plans to cook up for his morning brunch buffet He wants to get arrested by the sight of her on days when he’s annoyed This dream ate him alive, nothing left behind of him at all The glory backed off slow I see you climbing towers and I see you waving proudly at the view But I am down here right inside it watching you Jump down I’ll be your trampoline I’m cutting free of your leash Mister Bogeyman And I’m cutting the leash into pieces And I’ll tear you to pieces Mister Bogeyman Eat what I need and leave the rest for the crows Like a canary in a coalmine Sings until she stops Sings until she sings no more Like a canary in a coalmine Sings until she stops Sings until she sings no more
7.
Do you know if Sylvia’s coming back soon
? Or if she has already been and gone? The night came so soon today Too soon when you can’t face the day when it breaks And then you run out of coffee She runs around with all these big strong men, oh Exquisite love and boogie boogie boom No face to be seen for miles and miles Tell all the hours I’ve got to go home Tell all the hours that I’m coming home I’ve been climbing the trees here in the garden of second guesses I’ve been here for a while now, fooling around And unless I can reckon with the toys that I have found here I’ll keep picking the fruit of the second best guess Don’t forget to leave the door unlocked for me It’s so nice to sit here in the dark with you A pretty thing can’t stand to be seen But I will sit here with you, 
I will wait up with you We can feel it it’s here, it’s here, it’s here, it’s here, yeah You sign your name, I take a breath You tell a joke and no one laughs You sweat, I shake When our smiles don’t know which way to go Can we watch them melt away? I’ve been climbing the trees here in the garden of second guesses I’ve been here for a while now, fooling around And unless I can reckon with the toys that I have found here I’ll keep picking the fruit of the second best guess

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released October 1, 2010

LUCY FOLEY, vocals
ROSS BONADONNA, guitars, basses, keyboards,
woodwinds, percussion, studio
ETHAN WINOGRAND, drums (6,7, )
TOM POPE, drums (3,4,5)

Arranged by Ross Bonadonna
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by
Ross Bonadonna at Wombat Recording
Company, Brooklyn.
wombatrecording.com

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Lucy Foley Brooklyn, New York

Irish artist Lucy Foley's songs have been played on BBC radio and WFMU, including a live set on Irene Trudel’s WFMU show in January 2011.

Her new show, Songs For People I Will Never See Again premiered at apexart, New York in May 2012. Live music, stories, incantations, recorded composition, video and photographs weave through a storytelling narrative to celebrate the living and wake the dead.
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