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by Amber Rubarth

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IF WE WERE STILL LOVERS Music and Lyrics by Amber Rubarth © 2015 If we were still lovers we'd travel the states And walk hand in hand, then sneak off away And when night time would come You would say "good night sweet girl" to me And I'd know what you mean And our hearts would feel safe and our bodies alive We'd have inside jokes, laugh til we cried And you'd show me off and I'd let out a smile Each time someone mentioned your name And we'd walk through this world With nothing left unturned And you'd take me with you when you go And we'd let our love drive Like a dizzy drunken ride That we could not resist or control If we were still lovers I'd memorize your face And paint every mood of yours green, brown and grey And then sign off each canvas with a make-believe name Like Lou Ellen or Maybelline Rose And if we were still lovers I wouldn't feel empty The heart in my chest would not be this heavy My mind would be clear 'cause I wouldn't be fighting A feeling I knew to be true And we'd walk through this world With nothing left unturned And you'd take me with you when you go And we'd let our love drive Like a dizzy drunken ride That we could not resist or control If we were still lovers my dear You'd whisper please come here And we'd watch old films by the fire And I'd pull you in tight
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LETTER FROM MY LONELIER SELF Words & Music by Amber Rubarth (c) 2010 ASCAP Inspiraled Music Here is a letter from my lonelier self To the one that’s in love once again I couldn’t find you so I thought that I would tell You a few things with my favorite blue pen This year’s been a hard one Yeah I made so many big mistakes I lost the heart that I’d been given So when it’s love don’t wait to say what it is When it’s love don’t wait to say what it is After the fire is when the neighbors all come out Their sadness dripping with relief it wasn’t them And all your thoughts turn solid cause you’ve lost everything else And you need a place to lay your head And in the vacant silence of a lost Manhattan Boulevard You’ll hear the answers if you listen When it’s Love don’t wait to say what it is When it’s Love don’t wait to say what it is And I see couples kissing with their arms and fingers locked so tight I hope they say the words we didn’t When it’s Love don’t wait to say what it is And don’t trade Love for an aimless embrace of the wind Please don’t lose your Love the way that I did Here is a letter from my lonelier self To the one that’s in Love once again
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Pilot 03:19
Hiding out from the world, Calendar days roll over, think I'll stay in again tonight. My heart's finally waking up, but every day just gets colder, Always one step, I'm always one step behind. I'm slowly pouring out into the room and I can't control it, My head is empty, time is running low, oh, oh. Fuel's just a leak without a flame to heat it up inside. I need a spark to ignite, a pilot, oh! I need a spark to ignite my pilot, light. Thumbing through photographs, Paintings and old notepapers, That I put with the charms I found. Trying to find myself, or reinvent something greater, Turning it up, I'm turning it upside down. I'm slowly pouring out into the room and I can't control it, My head is empty, time is running low, oh, oh. Fuel's just a leak without a flame to heat it up inside. I need a spark to ignite, a pilot, oh! I need a spark to ignite my pilot, I tried to find a falling star in the sky, but they don't come when you try. They never come when you try. It's all in time, it's all in time. I'm slowly pouring out into the room and I can't control it, My head is empty, time is running low, oh, oh. Fuel's just a leak without a flame to heat it up inside. I need a spark to ignite, a pilot, oh! I need a spark to ignite, my pilot, oh! I need a spark to ignite, my pilot, light.
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You’re the smell of the toast that you made in the mornings. You’re the page in my book that I keep to myself. You’re the unlocking sound when I turn my door key. You’re the scar that I have from the time that I fell. I can’t describe the faces. I can’t recall the names. But you remain... I keep you in the creases. I hide you in the folds. Protect you from the sunlight. Shield you from the cold. Everybody said they were glad to see you go. But no one ever has to know. You’re the part of the moon that blends into the blackness. Even though we know it’s really still there. You’re the song that I sing and I don’t need to practice. You’re the green shoes I keep though they’re too small to wear. I can’t describe the faces. I can’t recall the names. But you remain... I keep you in the creases. I hide you in the folds. Protect you from the sunlight. Shield you from the cold. Everybody said they were glad to see you go. But no one ever has to No one ever has to know the things that I refuse to see And all the nights I still can’t sleep. I curl up in the sheets Between the creases where you used to be. Once love wakes it never sleeps... Even when you love a dream....
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Washing Day 05:35
Walking past my lover's house Bitter taste still in my mouth Too much whiskey, too much smoke Last night's tears hang on my coat But now the rain has stopped its fall Streets shine like a mirror ball Sun comes on, it's just enough Watch the flower's waking up It's washing day It's washing day Colors run and they fade away It's washing day It's washing day Feel the threads like new again Big machines all in a row Mother with her child in tow Change old paper for silver coins Lose myself in all this noise Wake up from a peaceful rest Counting down, one minute left Cotton stops its jog in place I hold it warm against my face It's washing day It's washing day Colors run and they fade away It's washing day It's washing day Feel the threads like new again What's this in my dungarees In my back pocket, curled and creased My old notebook, filled with you Our secrets now just streaks of blue It's all a mess, but beautiful This emptiness, a gift I hold I write a poem with you in mind And leave the memories behind I leave the memories behind It's washing day It's washing day Colors run and they fade away It's washing day It's washing day Feel the threads like new again Feel the threads like new again Feel the threads like new again

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Various Collection of Songs from older albums. FREE!

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released October 5, 2012

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Amber Rubarth Nashville, Tennessee

In her unassuming yet beguiling way, Amber Rubarth draws you into a world where wonder and insight weave a poetic tapestry with “songs so strong they sound like classics” (Acoustic Guitar).

She has toured extensively through Europe, Africa, Asia and the US including Carnegie Hall, and has composed for numerous films. She makes her acting debut co-starring in 'American Folk,' out now on Amazon.
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