From A Window To A Wall

by Noa Babayof

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1.
Prelude 00:52
2.
When I go You’ll write a song for me Now the words come out so easily You’ve kept them locked But now you see That what you’ve known Has changed in just one day Oh the one you thought was here to stay Turned feather clouds of yesterday I’ll take the time I have to make it mine I’ll take the time I’ll go a way to find you When it is all over I’ll come to you again When my words get broken Nothing is true to me That’s how I’ll know What’s right or wrong for me Sleeping days won’t set me free I’ll find a way, so I could be Taking the time I have to make it mine I’ll take the time I’ll find myself To find you
3.
Indian Queen 03:38
I think often of you I hope you’re feeling better It’s been hard for me Getting it together We live in different rooms You said yours is getting smaller I bet you’re lying there With all your typical anger But wonderful things Will come your way Flowers like you’ve dreamed Will grow in your hair And your bitter tears will have Honey flowing in between You’ll stay like we played My Indian queen It’s so quiet now And I’m remembering your crazy talking You wanted to take the last train, Just because you had no idea where it’s going Now we live in different rooms You said yours is getting smaller I bet you’re laying there Waiting for the final closer But wonderful things Will come your way Flowers like you’ve dreamed Will grow in your hair And your bitter tears will have Honey flowing in between You’ll stay like we played My Indian queen
4.
It’s been too much time To write this song I’ve been away I’ve been gone But I think this time I’ll change my way I think I’ll write a song today I think I’ll lose When we first met I think you knew It could be bad or it could be you That will change the way I use to feel Two marching bands upon the hill I think I’ll play But if I leave in the summer And green turns brown Heat turns cold It takes time to see the gold Sad times Loving you Spent too much time Being afraid, I used to stare, I used to wait But I think this time I’ll have my days With northern lights, crystal nights and stay Above the blue It could be late But here’s my song When I get back will you be home ‘Cause I think I’ve changed my way But I still feel That two marching bands are better than to kill One man’s band Sad times Are leaving you
5.
Loving you 04:18
Oh, let me take you down this way In the first light I will sing and play It’s like a shadow that I’m coming in this time And there’s no reason to leave this love behind Oh, let me fill the night in day Under the moonlight I will sing and play It’s almost like flying That you’re coming in this time And there’s no denying the happiness I find In loving you Now that I’ve got all my beliefs and rhymes Tell me what you need Now I know, Where this road leads I know that I’ll meet I know that it takes me Down to you Oh, silence ease my soul again If we’ll be quiet We could remain the same It’s like a whisper that we’re coming in this time And there’s no more crying The weeping days are done Oh, let me keep the night and you In the sunlight, will it still be true I fell like you’re sliding And going on your way But there’s no use in trying To change my constant way Of loving you
6.
One Song 03:00
One song Makes it harder for you Oh can’t you see You are my best in time One place Makes it further for you Oh can’t you see We’re in the same back line And I’m taping my confusion And writing on the walls I’m painting my illusion So I won’t have to call you, call you Time after time One touch Your shoulder trembles inside Oh what use to be Won’t come again in time One tune You’re dancing Crimson and blue Oh the black you see Once was pure gold of mine And I’m taping my confusion And writing on the walls I’m painting my illusion So I won’t have to need you, need you Time after time
7.
See them all a round you At your death How great, how kind What a sweet death poet He was And I have always loved you Strange love, some might say All I do turns to blue This is not my song For you At your death She will come with her baby With a different Daddy and sigh Women with sparks So clear and dark Who’ve played with your brain Will fade with the rain At your death Life will be simple again And though it’s just illusion That you’re over and gone While I pray Still you say, sing this song for me At your death, She will come with her baby, With a different Daddy and sigh Women with sparks So clear and dark Who’ve played with your brain Will fade with the rain At your death Life will be simple again
8.
It’s funny when I called You were at the angels fall You said I play my guitar As if it had cotton strings Cotton wings Cotton hymns You cannot win With cotton dreams But I count my ways I count my days I write as lace There are holes in my poetry I sing it loud I play with doubt Oh, well I still count your ways of loving me And I find hard to confess I’m oblivion’s first lady And I play my heart on that cotton string I keep it hid Just like you did I had to lead my mind that way ‘Cause I count my ways I count my days I write as lace There are holes in my poetry But you’ve taken my heart away And it’s a lonely tune Six cotton strings will play
9.
Midtown Fair 03:10
Hard to know If it’s going to pass Your eyes completing rounds Of full circles in the air I see you’re headed to the midtown fair It grows on your spirit Central stage everywhere Make it last I’ll take a train And ride it down You’ll take off and lose the ground Will we find it again? Hard to wait When it’s getting too late Your eyes completing rounds Back stage image, no one there Hard to stay When I’ve been gone away My mind completing round Two-way passage on display Make it last I have my doubts You have your fears We’ll make a date to disappear Will we find us again?
10.
This year’s parade I came wearing my skin to trade And all my thoughts to the higher bid Myself intentions to a stranger in a street This year’s parade Waiting for the time to fade Heaven knows to my disgrace Yourself reflections are so hard to trace Looking for a crown to fit I’ll hang my head down I see confusion got you to quit And you have no idea If you’ve been lost or found On this year’s parade This year’s parade Got my sadness in a box to stay You’ve cut your strings And flew away Heaven knows I had no words to say Looking for a crown to fit I’ll hang my head down I see confusion got you to quit And you have no idea If you’ve been lost or found On this year’s parade
11.
Before Sleep 02:19
I burn bridges As quickly as I burn myself I use to run, run, run Without making one step Words come slower As you lose the race They took you down, down, down But you’ve never looked back It’s not what it means It’s not the way it should sound It’s the world on your shoulder That you carry around Well, you rode out I tried to love you right But I failed again You felt the same And it’s just another night Your light Is running low
12.
Them that are writing these songs Keeping far distance at home Keeping the words that I wanted to say Turned to a secret today Soon I'll be on my way She who had wrote what I feel Keeping my thoughts there to steal And into her music she weaves in sorrow and pain And in golden letters my name And in smaller letters my shame Words craft, children’s stories and time Kept in arrangements and rhymes And inside the music I had no one to blame Nor voice or spirit to claim No points of courage to gain Them that are writing theses songs Keep out the flesh, leave the bones Keeping the words that I wanted to say Kept as a secret they'll stay Out of reach distance away

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Released in the US on Language Of Stone, June 17 2008.

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released November 21, 2007

All songs written and composed by Noa Babayof.
Produced and Recorded by Greg Weeks at Hexham Head, Philadelphia, PA.

Mixed by Brian Mctear at Miner Street, Philadelphia, PA
Additional mixing by Udi Koomran and Noa Babayof, Ginger Studios, Israel
Mastered by Erez Caspi, Bardo Studios, Israel

String Arrangements by Greg Weeks

Katt Hernandez: Violin
Jesse Sparhawk : Mandolin, Harp
Greg Weeks: Recorder, Percussion, White/Pink Noise, Bells
Noa Babayof: Vocals, Guitar
Margaret Wienk: Cello, Contra Bass
Amit Erez: Guitar, Backup Vocals

Artwork by Maria Pugnetti.

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