Paper Boats

by Anna Vogelzang

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released 06 April 2010
Produced by Anna Vogelzang.
Engineered & Mixed by Djim Reynolds at the Electric Cave in Portsmouth, NH.

Performed by:
Anna Vogelzang: vocals, banjo, guitar, baritone ukulele, glockenspiel, rhodes, piano, toy piano, kickdrum, percussion, handclaps
Guy Capecelatro III: baritone guitar, vocals, mbira, handclaps, toy piano, percussion, broom
Emily Hope Price: cello, vocals, handclaps
Djim Reynolds: snare drum, vocals, handclaps
Joseph Arnold: violin
Marc McElroy: upright bass & hammond organ
Rachel Vogelzang: vocals & percussion
The Rhapsody-Trinity Children's Choir: group vocals
String Arrangement for Lustrum (Postcard) by Katherine Pukinskis

All songs, words, and music written by Anna Vogelzang, Cant D'Ocell Music, ASCAP.

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tags: folk wisconsin feelings fiddle folk folk-pop lady folk lady-folk sing alongs singer-songwriter Madison

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Track Name: Tiny Monsters
Tiny monsters round my bed are taunting me
Tiny monsters humming tunes incessantly
They kick in my walls & rip out pages from my books
Sing dark hymns & dance about my room so bravely shouting

You'd better run!

Tiny monsters sleep in my apartment walls
Tiny monsters pick apart my awkward flaws
In the afternoons when I get bored they sound their horns
Tiny monsters on parade resounding echo chorus

Better run

They sing ooo

Tiny monsters rattling my cage against the moon
Tiny monsters disappear just as the dogwoods bloom
But if you scared my friends away I’d say I’m quite surprised
Doubt that they’ll be gone for long, in fact they’re coming back tonight

& we will run
Track Name: Marry Me
I’ll get married on a sailboat
I’ll get married in a tree
I’ll get married in a zeppelin
but baby won’t you marry me

cause I’ve been working in the shipyards
& fellas, they do start to talk
so won’t you meet me down the aisle
& we can take a little walk

marry me (marry me)
why won’t you marry me (marry me)
I’ll be your honey bee (honey bee)

& I will love you till the day that I die

I’ll get married in the springtime
I’ll get married in the fall
I’ll get married at the plaza
or by a judge at city hall

I just want a dress of white lace
so all the rumors, they will cease
so won’t you meet me at the chapel
make an honest woman outta me

marry me (marry me)
why won’t you marry me (marry me)
I’ll be your honey bee (honey bee)
& I will love you till the day that I die
Track Name: Our Humble Tipping Points
I’m strung out on the sea
there’s no need here for lullabies
these waves, these stars, these skies
I just want to sit still

I’m hung out on a line
I’m drying out my salted skin
I’ve mapped a course back in
swim away, just leave my girl to sink

Will you come with me
Will you follow me back home
Will you come with me
Would you come with me

I’m veering off the road
into this mountain side
I’m carving out a hole
to slip away, just hibernate awhile

& if I do wake up
I’m burning all these maps & lists
leaving behind a trail of dirt & ashes
& starting again, on foot, a simpler trip

Will you come with me
Will you follow me back home
Will you come with me
Would you come with me
Track Name: Storm Shelter
sister, hold up the sky
you are more than your mother
you’re the scholarship prize
you are stronger than summer

look, the sky has turned white
you will be led to water
and your eyes will turn brighter
to the shame of your father

Come down here with me from the storm
Clouds began forming years ago
We have arms like walls for our bodies
We have hearts like fists for our babies


there’s a place we could run to
it’s a Midwestern haven
there’s a girl that I know who
built herself her own basement

they ride bikes & not cars
they sing praises not hatred
they build bridges not bombs
in her town she is sacred

Come down here with me from the storm
Clouds began forming years ago
We are vanishing into traffic
As the lights spark out & the sky splits wide, hard & heavy

mine’s a weatherproof heart
I have turned down my volume
but the tornado’s starting,
sound the radio warning

as the bride catches fire
we will shroud her in linens
bring her down to our shelter
call to arms our battallions

Come down here with me from the storm
Clouds began forming years ago
We are vanishing into traffic
As the lights spark out & the sky splits wide, hard & heavy
Track Name: California
I have walked
out to California
with the weight of the north pole upon my back

I’ve been drunk,
trying not to notice
all the looks I got out on the tracks

& on the way to this promised land
I broke my own commandments
& now the waves are my reprimand
they bend each day towards you

now my boots,
they are overflowing
with the souls of all those that I’ve met

makes my gait
wobbly & unsteady
but with gin I bear the cross of it

& on the way to this promised land
I broke my own commandments
& now the waves are my reprimand
they bend each day towards you

& some nights you eat the moon
& some nights the sky will bloom
& swallow you whole (oh no)

now I pray
since I’ve finally made it
I will go back to my old high school

prove success
as the masses gather
loaves & fishes, steel bones, gold & jewels

& on the way to this promised land
I broke my own commandments
& now the waves are my reprimand
they bend each day towards you
Track Name: Toy Boats
toy boats are just a game
my heart is made of paper
the sea is made of cellophane
and you are just a dream

you're just a ghost
you're just a sailor's ghost
who's been left howling
in the eye of the storm

you're just a figment
you are Atlantis
you're just a siren
lost up on the rocks

you are a shipwreck
you are an epic tale
of bravery vanquished,
shunned out by the sea

I am a light house
I am the North Star route
I am an anchor dug deep in the ground
of Lake Michigan
Track Name: Song of Praise
there are moments that end
& moments that begin
there are times we say goodbye or kiss goodnight
and each one is part of the giant book we are writing
we are all co-creating this great life

& who knows what is planned
but the ground that we are standing on
will bind us all together in the end

& one trick for this walk
is to keep one suitcase packed
so that you can jump up & say 'it's me'
when you hear that voice calling
in the night through your dreamings
and wake up to follow, blind & faithfully

but whichever way you turn
there is love the carves a way for you
and love you freely gave, it will return

let’s grab our friends
& launch our ships
to the edge of the sea
and scream out overboard
& each roaring wave
will rolling remind us that we’re still in progress

and each move we make
it will be a prayer
and with that power
we raise our voices
& sing together
oh, so brave & heartily

because I know if there's a time
when my voice is hoarse & broken
you will sing out twice as loud, yes
you will carry me to heaven
yes each one of us is a song of praise

I am a song / I am a song / I am a song of praise
Track Name: Lustrum (Postcard)
it’s been too long since I said thanks
since I said I think we’re stuck with one another
or written you a simple note
folded in a paper boat
sorry if I forgot

for someone who is good with words
I think I’ve exhausted my vocabulary
cause all I see is morning light
shining in between the blinds
this is when I feel alive

I just want your time / I just want your time

it’s true that friends do disappear
but I have faith in something greater, like each other
and I’ll try not to let you down
& you will keep me on the ground
laughing hard and singing loud

& god’s either in every little thing or god’s in nothing at all
and I’m not talking about core beliefs
just the fact that I can feel so small
while I’m driving through this mountainside alone
& then I start to think of how far we’ve come

when I think of you
life doesn’t seem so dumb

the road’s not just a metaphor
in fact I think it might be my own little corner
& you get that I need to explore
take these songs from shore to shore
but baby you’re the greatest tour

I just want your time
Track Name: Landlocked (Dirge)
funeral song
dirge of the ocean
little dead bird
out on the rocks

sweep me along
under the current
things could be different
if I could run

-- ooh

which is yourr fear
shipwrecks or sailing
being forgotten
once you have lost me

well stranded or not,
I will not be landlocked
you’re bound to your hillside
down to the marrow

now cast me out, unravel
bleed dry in my honor
vessels will all eventually crumble
hollow as a drum

nothing to kill
still you are hunting
ghosts in old buildings
sea glass & snailshells

your treasures are filled
with all of the glory,
blessings & rapture
etched into headstones

cast me out, unravel
bleed dry in my honor
vessels will all eventually crumble
hollow as a drum
Track Name: Guilt
are you happy
do you miss me
do you love her
or are you settling

have you prayed real hard
have you played that song
are you sorry
like I'm sorry
gone baby gone

do you believe in coincidence
do you just call it fate
was it all timing
were you just one day too late

have you hailed Mary
under the freeway
do you cling to your rosary
while you try to fall asleep

and I do confess
that you shook me so
but I will kill you, ghost
and I will save my soul

have you sung your penance
have you thought about it
do you think about it
are you over it

are you over it
like I'm over it
do you miss me
could you be happy
oh will you ever be happy
oh are you happy
yet
Track Name: Will
when I am dead & gone
don’t put me in the ground
wrap me in cloth & clay
paint me the
colors of Easter

sing me a radio poem
one that you learned aloud
from your grandfather’s voice
before he died
in his sleep

make the sweetest sound that you can think of
sing the sweetest song that you can muster

I only trust you
far as I can throw you
still I would like you
to hear my
last testament

I have not kept much
I lived quite simply but
please see that on his grave
you place the rings
from my left hand

then make the sweetest sound that you can think of
sing the sweetest song that you’ve ever heard

it is not hard
nothing is hard