Lighthouse Lyrics

Susan's CD

Lighthouse - Susan Cowsill - 2010





Flower Bar

Dragon Flys | Avenue of the Indians | Sweet Bitter End
You and Me Baby | River of Love | Could This be Home
Lighthouse | The Way That It Goes | ONOLA
Galveston | Real Life | Crescent City Sneaux

  Flower Bar

Dragon Flys
(Susan Cowsill / Russ Broussard)
Lead Singer: Susan

I remember you jumping on my bed
I remember you 'round the corner
I remember you everything you said
I remember you
When I remember you
I see dragon flys
Pretty little dragon flys

I got a wine glass in my pocket
And I go this guitar slinging off of my hip
Things are getting blurry
Still I can see what I wanna see
Staring at a cloud staring right back at me
I can still look you in the eye
When I see dragon flys
Pretty little dragon flys
I see dragon flys
Pretty little dragon flys Oooooooh
When you knocked on my door I answered
And all the while you're pretending that I'm not home
Well I gave you my number
It was the ending of summer
I can still look you in the eye I and I ain't lyin

When I see dragon flys
Little dragon flys
I see dragon flys
Pretty little dragon flys
Whoa I see dragon flys
Pretty little dragon flys
Yeah I see dragon flys
Pretty little dragon flys
It was the ending of summer

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Avenue of the Indians
(Susan Cowsill / Russ Broussard)Lead Singer: Susan

I can still hear the sounds of hammers
Echoing through the woods
As I stand in someone's driveway
Where our trees and tree forts stood
I can taste the yellow flowers
Bittersweet upon my tongue
On the Avenue of the Indians
One for all and all for one

On the shores of childhood mystery
We signed our names in blood
We pledged our voices to the wind
Our loyality to the sun
And the days ran on forever
'Till we heard her whistle blow
On the Avenue of the Indians
Buried deep inside our souls

Ready or not, here I come
Olly all in free come on everyone

Come to the water
One for all, one by one
When will they call you
No one knows ... ain't this fun

Every curtain's coming to a close
Every story has its end
I will never say goodbye to you
Just a fare thee well my friend
I won't worry how to find you
'Cause I know just where you'll be
On the Avenue of the Indians
Where we'll set our spirits free.

Mason Dixon Line, anyone
I can hear him coming, everybody run
Oh everybody run.

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Sweet Bitter End
(Tad Armstrong / Susan Cowsill)Lead Singer: Susan

Sittin' listening to Tom Tom with a storm creeping in
This old world's gotta veil that is so damn thin
I can see it through the wipers I can feel it in my bones
It's the loneliness of living makes me feel like I'm home

Well I don't know so much but I can say for sure
That if dying was an illness I wanna find a cure
I wanna spend my days rolling in the grass
Counting blade after blade how long could I last?

It's true I've got my limits
I never break but I bend
I'm gonna live it 'till the sweet better end
I wanna live it 'til the sweet bitter end

I never really ever thought those old trees would die
I think I'm gonna put my money on the sky

Watching the love that's taken from us and the babies being born
The rug's ripped out from under never ever being warned
I wanna spend my days rolling in the grass
Counting blade after blade how long would I last?

And it's time I got my limits
I never break but I bend
And I'm gonna live it 'till the sweet better end
I gonna save it 'til the sweet bitter end
I wanna live it 'til the sweet bitter end

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You and Me Baby (for Miranda)
(Susan Cowsill)Lead Singer: Susan

Mardi Gras on the breeze
At the end of the day
You swing on that tire
It's so easy you say
Far away in a land
Green and covered by trees
Just you and me baby
Doing just as we please

Well I had a dream
Wasn't so long ago
But if you hadn't come true
Well I never would have known
That angels are real
And it's magic they bring
'Cause you and me baby
We can do anything

The sunshine's your laughter
The stars are your tears
The moon's for your wishes
The night time's your fears
The sky is your heart
And the river's your soul
You see I carry you with me
Wherever I go

You and me and that old oak tree
Together we'll always be

In your dreams
Remember the streets
Of golds and purples and greens

When you stare out your window
At the end of the day
When the sunshine fades to moonlight
Let your heart drift away
And remember the days
Green and covered by trees
Just you and me baby
Doing just as we please
Doing just as we please
Just you and me baby

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River of Love
(Barry Cowsill)Lead Singer: Susan

She had to leave me,
Said she had some place to go.
I knew her heart was searchin' for it's home.
So what's to do when you let go of flying falcons,
'Cept to watch 'em disappear till they're are no more.

And as she flew, well I called out.
And I knew she heard her lover shout,
'Cause she tipped her wings before the fade.

Well the sun may set yet another day,
I'll be there for the rising one.
And maybe it's true that you're goin' away,
But I'll be waitin' by the River of Love.
I'll be waitin' by the River of Love.

The heart's a funny thing,
Sometimes it never shakes.
What happen to that friend that went before?

And it may ponder, it may wonder till it finds
Love's secret phone to call
Upon that soul.

And just sometimes, you never know,
You may be dreamin' but you feel a grow,
And you hope one day it will return.

Ah the sun may set yet another day,
I'll be there for the rising one.
And maybe it's true that you've gone away,
But I'll be waitin' by the River of Love.
I'll be waitin' by the River of Love.

Another day goes rolling through my heart,
As if it was another empty cup.
And though I've been walking through these fields that I've have known before.
But I never give up till I see you again,
I may never give up at all.

And so I will take my precious time to hang around.
And I'll count the beats of my heart one by one.
And even if it's just some silly game I'm playin'.
Deep down I know it isn't just for fun.

'Cuz where's a will, then there's a way,
And if I have to kneel and pray.
Then I'll kneel here and pray away.

Ah the sun may set yet another day,
I'll be there for the rising one.
And maybe it's true you're goin' away
But I'll be waitin' by the River of Love.
I'll be waitin' by the River of Love.
I'll be waitin' by the River of Love. yeah yeah yeah yeah Ohhhhh
(I'll be waitin' by the River of Love.
I'll be waitin' by the River of Love.
I'll be waitin' by the River of Love.
I'll be waitin' by the River of Love.)

Cuz we criticized you
We recognized you
I memorized you
And we eulogized you
I loved you more than you'll ever know
Man I hated to see you go.

I'll be waiting by the River of Love (repeat x 12)

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Could This Be Home
(Susan Cowsill / Russ Broussard)Lead Singer: Susan

I look around this town and I can't feel
There's something wrong, we lost the song
And this is way too real
This is the only place I've ever belonged
And now it's gone
And I wanna go home

There used to be a lot of things that I could see
Most of the time they were right in front of me
But, this one's hiding very well amongst the trees
And that's alright with me
Could this be home

Could this be home
Could this be home
Could this be home.

I don't pretend to know where all the flowers grow
I just know

The way the wind comes sweeping through the valley here
It's quiet swirling music it's to my ear
And I can take a break away from my breaking heart
And that's a place to start
This could be home.

This could be home

Well, all you gotta do is look at me and I can do the rest
Your faith in me and who you see it takes away my breath
And I never thought I could climb a mountain quite so high
And that is why
With you I'm always home.

With you I'm always home.
With you I'm always home.
With you I'm always home.

Well, I don't pretend to know where all the flowers grow
I just know
I don't pretend to know where all our sorrow goes
I just know
When we are home

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Lighthouse
(Susan Cowsill )Lead Singer: Susan

Far away when I was young
Outside my window, straight though dawn
Past the miles of rolling grass
Across the water made of glass

A becon of light
Shines all through the night
Just for me

It's always there, it guides my way
No matter where I roam
Through dreams of pirate ships that take me
Far away from home

OUt there on the sea
Where all of us will be
Calling look for me, follow me

I'll take you home
Put your heart in my hand
And know that you're not alone
I'll never ever ever leave you out in the cold
Out in the cold

I set out on this lonesome ride
And I did it on my own
Searching for a million years
For where do I belong.
But always deep in the night
I could still feel the light
Look for me, follow me
My lighthouse
My lighthouse

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The Way That It Goes
(Susan Cowsill / Russ Broussard)Lead Singer: Susan

And the way that it goes
While you're dreaming your dreams
You gotta keep on your toes
If you know what I mean
And when the ceiling is on the floor
And you can't seem to find the door
And the telephone rings
That's just the way that it goes

And while you're making your plans
And you're schemeing your schemes
Just remember that life isn't all that it seems
When you're willing to risk it all
And the closing of Winter calls
Don't expect an early Spring

Because the truth is you never know
When the grass will turn green
And if the season is extra long
You're gonna need lots of seed
You're gonna need lots of seed
You're gonna need lots of seed
'Cause that's the way that it goes

Seasons come and seasons go
Life goes on and ib, you know, you know
It's what we do when we're here
Those matters where we go
'Cuz that's the way that it goes
That's the way that it goes

So when you follow your heart
You gotta keep up your chin
It's the road that we're on
Not the place where it ends
And there's always another way
And there's always a Summer's day
And Fall to come again

Because the truth is we never know
When the grass will turn green
And if the season is extra long
You're gonna need lots of seed
'Cause the truth is you never know
When the grass will turn green
And if the season is extra long
Gonna need lots of seed
Gonna need lots of seed
Gonna need lots of seed

'Cause that's the way that it goes
That's the way that it goes
That's the way that it goes
You're gonna need lots of seed
Gonna need lots of seed



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ONOLA
(Susan Cowsill / Russ Broussard)Lead Singer: Susan

Oh New Orleans
You will always be my city
I will always be your daughter
The Saints are smiling down on us tonight

Oh New Orleans
I feel so free just standing here
The Mississippi whispering in my ear
Clouds are rolling over us tonight
I came back to wipe your tears
And I'm proud to hold your hand
There's only so much anyone could stand

Oh New Orleans
I'm growing weaker everyday
I no longer have the strength to stay
I don't even want the chance to fight the fight
But I don't know where to go
Maybe some place I could see some snow
So far away from here they'll never know

There's a hole inside my heart I don't want you to see
You've given me so much I only wanna give some back you see
So I'm leaving here today I'm no good to anyone this way
I've gone to save my soul and then I promise you that I'll be back again

Oh maybe I could find another way
Or maybe I'll just fall asleep
And when I come back
I'll find it's just a dream
Just a dream
A real bad dream
A terrible dream

Oh New Orleans
Guess that's all that I have left to say
No need to pack she took it all away
But I'll take with me the world I used to know
I'll remember that I'm still your child
Carry your music each and every mile
And I'll be back when my heart learns how to smile again
Until then

There's a hole inside my heart I don't want you to see
You've given me so much I only wanna give some back you see
So I'm leaving here today I'm no good to anyone this way
I've gone to save my soul and then I promise you that I'll be back again

Or maybe I could find another way

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Galveston (for Texas
(Jimmy Webb)Lead Singer: Susan

Galveston, oh Galveston
I still hear your sea winds blowin'
I still see her dark eyes glowin'
She was twenty one when I left Galveston.

Galveston, oh Galveston
I still hear your sea waves crashin'
While I watch the cannons flashin'
I clean my gun and I dream of Galveston

I still see her standing by the water
Standing there looking out to sea
And is she waiting there for me
On the beach where we used to run

I still see her standing by the water
Standing there looking out to sea
And is she waiting there for me
On the beach where we used to run

Galveston, oh Galveston
I am so afraid of dying
Before I dry the tears she's crying
Before I watch your seabird flying in the sun
At Galveston ... At Galveston

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Real Life
(Susan Cowsill / Russ Broussard)Lead Singer: Susan

Much too much time on my hands
Not enough time in the day just to be who I am
Maybe I'll walk on the wire
Maybe I'll swallow some fire today
Or walk in the snow with no shoes on, you know
On the coldest of cold winters' days

'Cause sometimes real life can be
Much too much grown up for me
And sometimes real life can be
A beautiful place that you never ever wanna leave

I think I'll study the rain
See if it's true what they say about Spain
And the rain on the plain
And just what kind of plain do they mean?

'Cause sometimes real life can be
Much too much grown up for me
And sometimes real life can be
A beautiful place that you never ever wanna leave

Wanna leave
I am over my head
I'm under the gun
And when all is done and said
I just wanna have fun
I just wanna have fun
Doesn't everyone?
I just wanna have fun

I hear hime jingling his keys
The Captain is telling me
It's time to go ... its the end of the show
I can come back whenever I please

'Cause sometimes real life can be
Way too much grown up for me
And sometimes real life can be
A beautiful place that you never ever wanna leave

Wanna leave
Wanna leave
And I don't wanna leave
I've got much too much time on my hands



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Crescent City Sneaux
(Susan Cowsill / Russ Broussard)Lead Singer: Susan

I feel like a kite without a string
Only my tail to guide me
Just paper and sticks and tattered sheets
Waitin' on a friendly wind

Hold all our memories in one hand
So tightly you won’t let ‘em go
And in the other hand we pray
That the wind and the panic and the rain
Will all turn to a soft and quiet snow

Long time ago when I was young
I used to know everything
Now it’s today and I am sure
That I don’t know anything at all

Hold all our memories in one hand
So tightly you won’t let ‘em go
And in the other hand we pray
That the wind and the panic and the rain
Will turn to a soft and quiet, gentle, peaceful snow

When the saints go marching in
I'll be walking to New Orleans
I'll be eating beignets at Du Monde
Singing Joni at the Carrollton Station
I'll be hanging out in Jackson Square
Twelve o’clock, I’ll meet you there
I'll be down on Frenchman with Big Chief
Trying to find a place to eat
Tailgating at the Dome
Man, I can't wait to go home. To go home.

All our precious hearts were all shattered
Scattered across the land
But I knew that I was going back
To the place where I know who I am.

Holding all our memories in one hand,
So tightly you won’t ever, ever, ever let ‘em go
And in the other hand we pray
That the wind and the panic and the rain
Will all turn to a soft and quiet, gentle, peaceful
N O L A, Crescent City snow Oh you know

Ahhhhh
Heeeyyyy
Ohhhhhhhh

Oh and it's three AM at the Circle Bar
Where the $^%$ did we park that car?
Yeah, and it's six AM at the Christmas Lounge
Well we have a $%$# of a town
The town where your grandma tells my grandma
While they sit by the fire
Ah and we all go down to the Audubon Zoo
And they all ask for you, yeah
And they'll all be say 'Who dat 'Who dat
'Who dat say they going to beat them Saints'
'Who dat 'Who da'
'Who dat say they going to beat them Saints'
Singing 'Who dat 'Who dat
'Who dat say they going to beat them Saints'
'Who dat 'Who dat 'Who dat
Oh when them Saints come marching in
Oh when them Saints come marching in
Yeah when the saints come marching in
Oh when the saints come marching in
And they'll all be singing 'Who dat 'Who dat
'Who dat say they going to beat them Saints'
Singing 'Who dat 'Who dat
'Who dat say they going to beat them Saints'
Singing 'Who dat 'Who dat
'Who dat say they going to beat them Saints'
Singing Whodat Whodat Ohhhhhhhhhhhh

(Who dat) What?
(Who dat) What? (repeat and fade)
Saints

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