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LINDSAY WHITE

LYRICS

People often ask where they can find lyrics, so I compiled 10+ years worth of songs into one location! I even included some of the tunes I consider to be hot garbage clunkers, just for the fun of documenting the journey. If you'd like to support my songwriting, please download my music on iTunes, add songs to your Spotify Playlists, subscribe to my Youtube channel, and/or purchase physical copies of CDs wherever possible. These contributions help me sustain my career as an independent artist.

Desert Wild

5/13/2015

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Verse: E A E B7 A E
Chorus: A E A E B7 A E

there i was driving fast past the desert windmill farms
couldn’t see energy in their lifeless heavy arms
never thought something so still could make me feel such an alarm
maybe my anxious observation made them nervous to perform
 
the outlaw sun had every one frozen like a stick-up
they were praying for momentum, wondering when the wind might pick up
the sharp scare of the dead air could surely cure a case of the hiccups
i’m still clicking both my heels but now the dust won’t even kick up
 
i didn’t know what to do, i didn’t know what to say
i didn’t wanna go but sure as hell didn’t wanna stay
can’t recall every moment but I’ll always know the the way
I felt in the desert wild, a lonely child on mother’s day 
 

i slowed down near a truck stop town when something caught my sight
a cactus backed against the rocks, flexing for a fight
needles and pins pushing in and out with all their might
it looked thirsty, at the worst, it may not make it through the night
 
i felt sorry for that plant and the way it can’t give love
how should a cactus act when it’s offered a proper hug
of course i cared but wouldn’t dare to give it more than a sad shrug
i looked on the ground all around but never found my kid gloves
 
somewhere the weather’s not so hot and the ocean comes to play
otters hold hands when they sleep so they don’t drift away
​but daughters cling to other things cause they’d drown if they stayed
i thought in the desert wild, a lonely child on mother’s day
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Oregon is in My Body Now

5/16/2013

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it’s raining here in Oregon, springtime blossoms soak it in
just like me, my paper, petals, my pen, of course, the stem
and the bridges i keep crossing they support and transfer weight
over sleepy riverbeds of time their paths comprise my fate
 
oregon is in my body now
i’ll never be the same
her skies moisturize my skin
her rains cleans my brain
her trees have brought me to my knees
in gratitude and prayer
oregon is in my body now
wherever i am
she’ll always be there

 
easygoing attitudes in corner pubs and cafes
i relax and tap my toes to the music that she plays
her people so considerate, her careful care surrounds me
leaves me wanting to improve, leaves me better than she found me
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