Eight Belles

by Amy Seeley

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clarence cornish This entire album seems to feel like a smokey, melancholy, ode perseverance, Amy's voice layers her songs with an aching defiance,which wages a losing battle with quiet resignation, Akin to walking for an eternity, and suddenly reflecting upon all that you've left behind... Favorite track: Training Winter Jasmine.
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recorded in portland, oregon at ripcord studio .
produced by patrick tetreault .
photography by jesh de rox .

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released December 18, 2008

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Track Name: How Hard I Try
we will run for hours
we will tear thru the woods
waiting for the music to stop
waiting for the light to turn

the soles of our shoes are wearin thin
but i’ll continue in one direction
the old canteen is by my side
we’ll be marching thru the night.

don’t you know how hard i try .. how hard i try


over these ridges the bridges are burning
and i’ve nowhere to lay my head
where have all my comrades gone
to lay their bodies down
to rest

don’t you know
how hard i try
Track Name: Walk to the Park
walk to the park and take a minute
maybe some fresh air will help clear our heads

i have seen way too much this month
these grievances take from us .. they take

been realistic about love
been optimistic about the weather
but i’ve been complacent bout us
so maybe it’s time

we walk to the park and take a minute
to rewrite the map

for the thousandth time we make our revisions
it’s not enough
just to wonder if .. if ... if

been realistic about love
been optimistic about the weather
but i’ve been complacent bout us
so maybe it’s time

we walk to the park and take a minute
decide today to change our minds
Track Name: I've Got Ideas
i’ve got ideas that might make the paper someday
got folded up maps showin where i’m gonna be
i’ve got dreams that could sail a boat to the east
pages and pages and pages of drawings

but that don’t mean so much to me

you’ve got me beggin ...
you’ve got me beggin ...
you’ve got me beggin.. and beggin.. and beggin...

i got ideas that might make the press someday
got folded up maps showin where i’m gonna be
i’ve got dreams that could sail a boat to the east
pages and pages and pages of drawings

but that don’t mean so much ...
if you’re not in my story with me
Track Name: Arizona
arizona
the air is
can hardly stand it, a shock to my system
north to southern
we’re back where home is
while east and west .. they tug at our sides

you paint your beginnings like a ragged maker
with no direction, only dots
only dots

you’re a mountain, but i’m a raven
i rise above the scene and go
you’re dividing a precious something
so i will leave behind the scene and go
i’ll go

is this what you wanted
call it what you what then
i need a new definition please

sweeping horizon
right next to the surface
i’m losing my balance in the grandest of canyons

you’re a mountain, but i’m a raven
i rise above the scene and go
you’re dividing a precious something
so i will leave behind the scene and go
i’ll go i’ll go
Track Name: Training Winter Jasmine
all the hunters came at once
with their weapons drawn
they arrived without warning
i’m losing one by one my systems.. my systems

try as i might i couldn’t fight them off
it was one on twenty-nine
it was a lost cause
it was a lost cause

training winter jasmine
training winter
it all seems very blunt
right to my chest
i swear it’s right to my chest

right to my chest
i swear it’s right to my chest
Track Name: Dorothy
i wrote this down with my finest words .. my finest words
you know me well
you know i’m not a man of many words

i pulled my hankerchief our of the pocket you sewed last year
if i can say so myself i’d say this pocket’s had too much use in a year

most of my life i spent wishin
most of my life i spent wishin
and now i guess i’ll never change ‘cause i’m still wishin
only now .... it’s for one more time around

maybe i’ll wake up in the mornin
and you’ll be right next to me
and we can sing one more hymn ...
you know i don’t sing very well alone

most of my life i spent wishin
most of my life i spent defendin
why i don’t owe nobody my affection
but now i’m here without you
Track Name: Beloved
there are voices
that find us
wreaking havoc
in the most
subtle of dialects

you’re small .
you’re not good enough...
and you’ll never be .

we listen
and we gather enough courage in our defense

while with a glance
they say, 'believe in us'
they say, ' concede to us '
they say, ' make peace with us '
but you ...

you ...

your heart
your hands
your eyes
your dreams

are beloved

your heart
your hands
your eyes ..
and everything that you see in your dreams

beloved
Track Name: Look Up, Look Out
no more swirling on this ride
making your way in circles
no more letting stealers in to parade so careless

no more holding on to what they’ve done
yesterday’s lovers
yesterday ...

you were breathing shallow
you were seeing with short - sighted eyes
and then i found you
i say i know you
i will pull you out

i found you
and i love you
and i see you for all you are
for all you are