7 Deadly Sins

by Miranda Stone

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released June 1, 2002

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Track Name: 20/20 In The Morning
I do my penance on the playground swing
Till all of the bells in my sinning heart ring
Driving rain chauffeurs me to redemption
Working out my dishonourable mention
Too little sleep and too much wine
Makes even a bad thing look divine
Gotta own up to my own this time
Learn what to politely decline

This time is the last time , but THIS time is the last time

Every time I go to get up and leave I get
Worn and wasted like the cuff of your coat sleeve
Two feet, two hands, two rubber bands
To mend the cracks of a sorry reprieve
Broken people, they don't need to keep dry
Left my umbrella at home in the closet with my disguise
Wind and rain, wash away all the stains
That I spilled on my lap when I closed my eyes
This time is the last time , but THIS time is the last time
20/20 in the morning, 20/20 in the morning-
I'm not like glue- I did not stick to my plans
I did not leave- till it was out of my hands
Now I'm talking like this, like I always do
This was not fair to me, this was not fair to you

Dollar store lady help me out a bit
I've got 3.95, what can I do with it
Looking for rhymes that are bitter sweet
No you sold out of all your regret songs last week

This time is the last time , but THIS time is the last time
20/20 in the morning, 20/20 in the morning-
Track Name: Remedy
I need a remedy, some kind of cure
A shivering skin, a motive that's pure
A suit of armour a long white robe,
before I cross the river, when I need it most

I need a remedy some kind of cure
I need a remedy some kind of .

I need a hard-core brother, I need a hardcore heart
A new tattoo, a brand new name, a running start
I want to scream out loud but I way too tired
A fevered prayer from a home-sick child

I need a remedy some kind of cure
I need a remedy some kind of cure

I need a living faith, not a limp excuse
Your dangerous wine, not some fake grape juice
A contrite heart you will not despise
Sprouting from the ground where my body lies

I need a remedy some kind of cure
I need a remedy some kind of cure

I need a love that loves my enemy and in loving so
Loves the one in three and the one in three
that I've not yet seen is my only hope for a remedy
Track Name: Non-Dysfunctional Lovesong
I want to be wrapped round you like a wool blanket
I want to be climbed like the trunk of a tree
I want to be spent like a new silver dollar
I want to be moved like a boat on the sea

Ya we feel the same and we want the same thing too
Ya we feel the same but I want no shame over you

I want to be dampened like fields in the morning
I want to be melted like gold in the fire
I want to be high like a kite in the blue sky
I want to be filled like the air in a tire

Ya we feel the same and we want the same thing too
Ya we feel the same but I want no shame over you

I want you to dance like a leaf in the treetops
I want you to murmur like wind in the grate
I want you to make like a train to the station
I want you to know that it's so hard to wait

Ya we feel the same and we want the same thing too
we feel the same but I want no shame over you
and we feel the same and we want the same thing too
Ya we feel the same but I want no shame over you
Track Name: 7 Deadly Sins
Before bras and boys and periods
Oh the summers we would have,
Running everywhere with our shirts torn off,
Making all the neighbors mad
I was gangly like a corn stalk
With a monster list of plans,
And that was my life before seventeen
And I spun my wheels in the sand

But then the boys could suddenly wound you
Till you bled without trying
And the girls could suddenly wound you
Cause were experts at lying
And you found out how to act hard and
the secret spots to cry in and
my hips grew in
In the year of the seven deadly sins

These clever things that we learn when we get older
When every wicked thing we do can make us bolder
How to steer a conversation, how to swallow our libations
Till even warmer smiles can make us colder
So I drove south like a ghost into Georgia
Singing "Lonely One" with Mr. Gibbons, feeling
Always disappointed, though the word has been anointed,
My little faith feels always cut to ribbons

Cause the boys will suddenly wound you
Till you bleed without trying
And the girls will suddenly wound you
Cause they're experts at lying
And you found out how to act hard and
the secret spots to cry in and
my lips begin
another year of the seven deadly sins

But today is going to be different
You can stop the leak when you know where the hole is
Cause a thousand yesterdays have kicked the crap right out of me
But today I'm going to throw a few of my own punches
I'm gonna drink from the living water
I'm gonna eat from the broken bread
And the day I finally get into heaven
Ends the war between my heart and my head

Cause the boys will suddenly sing
Till you see without trying
And the girls will suddenly bring
A little mercy for the dying
And you'll find out how to give love
the secret spots to shine in and
my lips will grin and say goodbye
to the seven deadly sins
say goodbye to the seven deadly sins
the seven deadly sins
Track Name: Emotions Are A School Bus With A Drunkard At The Wheel
I like almost anything that's old, except for leaky roofs and plumbing problems
In old apartments
And my eye has been well honed from digging through other people's garbage to find their
Secret compartments-
Ancient letters and compromises, packed in boxes, strange surprises

You're an atom bomb in a still frame
You're the scariest collection
Of scar tissue (but I'm not here to mercy-kill you )
Ya emotions are a school bus with a drunkard at the wheel

Seems I let your pen and paper in and then your hands and feet as well
What a brilliant citizens arrest!
Like a revolution mob you punched my common sense right out-
Almost convinced me it was for the best
We all bite the bullet where we're soft
I kept my promise, you kept yours,
To tell the truth at any cost-

You're the metaphorical expert
You're the scariest collection
Of scar tissue (but I'm not here to mercy-kill you)
Ya emotions are a school bus with a drunkard at the wheel.

How can you love another person if you haven't truly learned to love yourself?
How do you ever find forgiveness if you' e never learned to pardon someone else?
And can you learn what generosity is even when you still deny your need?
How do you ever get a meal if all you do is bite the hand that feeds?

You're an atom bomb in a still frame
You're the scariest collection
Of scar tissue (but I'm not here to mercy-kill you )
Ya emotions are a school bus with a drunkard at the wheel

Emotions are a school bus with a drunkard,
a drunkard at the wheel
Track Name: Power Of One
You stomp you feet on tiny houses
Prey on the helpless- you are the beast
I want your fire, but hate your methods
One day the greatest, shall be the least
I'm just a flicker within the darkness
A birthday candle beside the sun
But revolutions within our histories
They all got started by the power of one

The power of one

You hog the blanket while I am sleeping
So I get shafted, each time you turn
We have no weapons, we have no money
But children watching, and children learn
When you were born you came out bloody
Just like me, mister, and the holy son
The day is coming, alone you'll leave here
And you'll remember the power of one

The power of one

When I was little, big boys would taunt me
To prove their manhood, to make me fall
And it still happens, now that I'm older
They've got slave labor to take their calls
You've got a lifetime of grand successes
Which equals nothing when the day is done
Without love, no lasting value
Unless you die (into the power of one)

And man and woman, they join together
Like grace and mercy, the work begun
I am a living testimony of what was started
By the power of one
The power of one
The power of one
Track Name: Winter At Nine
Don't you feel again the glow of knowing you're on holiday
And you ran around in your nightclothes like when you were nine
And you don't know what it is that maybe, could be coming
Just like Christmas it is, a good surprise for tearing open

No school today only childhood things
No blue sky but happy, happy is
Maybe the thrill of what snow was
Coming back a little bit
Maybe the thrill of what happy, happy was-

Winter at nine

No one's angry in this morning light it's almost like the thrill
Of smashing up your wooden sled, surviving the spill
Barefoot on the Persian rug, I brush my hair until I glow
There is nothing to be done today, no place left to go

No school today only childhood things
No blue sky but happy, happy is
Maybe the thrill of what snow was
Coming back a little bit
Maybe the thrill of what happy, happy was-

Winter at nine
Track Name: Beautiful Disaster
Taking off my clothes, I'm Eve in the light of a naked bulb and the
Rotted flooring sinks down before I step, gingerly, into the tub
Looking at the ceiling, thinking the galaxies of peeling paint and plaster
Are something I would photograph -
A beautiful disaster

Water runs down in rivers, it forms beads across my skin
And the steam courses down in droplets, the dirty plaster drinks it in
My own hands can never wash me clean
of every thought I've tried to master
You are something I would photograph
You beautiful disaster

And you pull on me just enough
To make me crack-
You pull on me just enough
To make my resolve go slack

If I tackle every angle and I still can't turn 360 degrees
I'm not opposed to every Persian flaw between you and me
So I study what your poverty points to I
Look for a larger than life kind of voice
If revelation is a riddle then truth and beauty is
My educated choice
My educated choice

And you pull on me just enough
To make me crack-
You pull on me just enough
To make my resolve go slack

Like a train wreck, or a famine
Like the thought of a morning after
You are something that I'll remember
Like a beautiful disaster

Oh ya, you don't care at all
You don't care at all
You don't care
At all.
Track Name: Little Fishes
This one's for the impossible years
And this one's for the finger and the fears
And all the calls that you ignored

This one's for your apathy
Dismissing every grassroots S.O.B.
Who bled to death while you were bored-

Do you sell much?
What's your draw?
Let me draw you out of your safety nets you
Little fishes with little threats

Because we do it on our own
We're the bastard child that you disown
Scratching "danger" on your fancy car

I've witnessed what your thievery can do
It's not a privilege I want from you
If that's what makes someone a star

Do you buzz much?
Where's your claw?
You animals do what you do best:
Kill the weak and screw the rest

Do you pray much?
Where's your love?
This is the death that suits me best
Little fishes with little threats

Little fishes with little threats.
Track Name: Liberation Party
Lets hold a liberation party for who ever cares to listen
There's no glory in my poverty Visible from your position
Cause I'm not a pleasant martyr; I fight myself on the way to the stake
I'll take my cross while they find beauty in the things they desecrate

Over-crowed.
I'm surrounded.
Oh confound it.
Stop asking me

Maybe no was just a challenge, maybe if I kicked you in the rear?
Was that the sign that you were waiting for; to see my eyes register fear?
I thought for sure it wouldn't go that far I tried to see what lay ahead
We could list the string of failures now or we could call a truce
instead-

Over-crowed.
I'm surrounded.
Oh confound it.
Stop !
(I'll burn the whole thing down)

Can you read my body language? Are you sure you've found a fraud?
I try my utmost to be truthful- I've got a soft spot for the underdog
And it's left me broken-hearted before and I guess it'll happen a little more
ya - my hard-core friends have shown me you can use your boots and love
the crew

Lets hold a liberation party for who ever cares to listen
There's no glory in my poverty visible from your position
visible from your position
Track Name: A Prayer
God I'm dying to find the quiet in the dark
Like a blind man finds his way through hearing and touch
Now I've got more secrets than my mouth can hold
I'm naked so often I can't feel the cold
Who'll be that brave to fight me and
Love me just the same, love me just the same
It's about time that we redefined the
words that have lost the meaning of what we meant
In the name of love
In the name of your sweet creation
One day I'll understand, when the rags I wear fall away
With your hands reaching out, and your tears still wet running down them
Touch my lips with a coal, and drown me in your deepest fountain
Is there still time, for all my bridges to be rebuilt
My over-extended arms to mystically be filled
And I am so tired of running these distances to find
I haven't moved a mile, I'm a woman who longing to
Trust like a child again, trust like a child again,
It's about time that we redefined the words that have
lost the meaning of what we meant

In the name of love
In the name of your sweet creation
One day I'll understand, when the rags I wear fall away
With your hands reaching out, and your tears still wet running down them
Touch my lips with a coal, and drown me in your deepest fountain
Track Name: Rest
You can beat my body, you can break my bones
Wait till my back is turned and then throw stones
But I never shall walk this world alone,
And my spirit is at rest.

I had come more than a thousand miles
To see the rumours in the coldest eyes
Try to live my life in a manner of peace
But this time there would be no relief

So I walked through the fire misunderstood
And the people laughed like I knew they would
And I cried until my waters ran dry
But the spirit would not let me die

When your friends have shown their teeth at you
In a subtle way like enemies do
You must rest your case with God above
And he will quiet you with the greater love

I will not bend I will not break
Or drown myself in Sorrows Lake
For my name in carved in a living stone
And I will never walk this world alone

You can beat my body, you can break my bones
Wait till my back is turned and then throw stones
But I never shall walk this world alone,
And my spirit is at rest.