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Gorgeous Maze

by Heather Eatman

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1.
Red Wine 03:26
RED WINE I’m a little dizzy I’m a little faint Shimmering and blurry I am smeared wet paint I’m in no great shape to speak into this mic Wish somebody told me you’d affect me like Red wine all around my head Red wine on the white sheets of my bed Red wine I’m not sure what I’ve said Red wine I am sheer confusion I am joy and shame Gotten high on you til I don’t know my name I’m a great disaster You’re the one to blame Spinning ever faster You make me feel You make me feel the same as Red wine capturing the light Red wine it makes you think you might Red wine the end is not in sight Red wine Red wine Everything’s undefined When I get next to you Everything shines Everything shines It glows in my head I’m digging it, digging it, Digging it, digging it Red wine I hear the cameras click Red wine the pins have ceased to prick Red wine the clock has ceased to tick Red wine Red wine a long maroon parade Red wine I’m no longer afraid Red wine I’m no longer afraid Red wine
2.
Oz 04:19
OZ I used to be Dorothy the meek and mild My years as an orphan have turned me wild My saviour, he left me on the ground In red shoes on the wrong side of this town My half life, Oz in black and white My half life, Oz in black and white I came to the scarecrow and walked on by Who cares if the tin man is left to cry I’m but a survivor who turned to ice Unable to fathom paradise My half life, Oz in black and white My half life, Oz in black and white My how you’ve grown but you don’t know how to be here now Should you stay, should you go? When there’s no place like home You still feel alone in a crowd No wishing can change my checkered past No hero can flip this hour glass They say that there’s some who can’t healed I dreamed that I left these poppy fields My half life, Oz in black and white My half life, Oz in black and white
3.
KISSING THE ENEMY Evidently I’ve been hanging by a thin thread They’ve been watching me with eyes in the backs of their heads As I waited here for you Sadly sucking cigarettes and blowing smoke of blue Then when you came You would never tell me your name And what you mean To me it’s all in code Still I’ve been seen Kissing the enemy They have pictures of me Cameras in every tree The old men hate what they see Im afraid you can’t begin to know where I’ve been I have tangled with the cruelest and the coldest hearted men You would ever want to meet I’ve carried burning secrets through the grey and frozen streets I’ve seen a lot Always getting out when things got hot If it weren’t for your blank eyes I would never let myself be caught Kissing the enemy They have pictures of me Cameras in every tree The old men hate what they see Kissing the enemy They have pictures of me Cameras in every tree The old men Kissing the enemy They have pictures of me Soon they will come for me So come close listen to me Listen to me Listen to me
4.
ANGELS IN THE STREET Here’s how it was when I opened my eyes It was 1968 The sons and the daughters were living on lies I wondered if I’d come too late Woke up in a world of colors that swirled The noises of love and of hate A sick smell of doom that hung in my room And told me that I couldn’t wait Silver lakes and rattlesnakes Shimmered in the heat As I was born a-lookin’ for the angels in the street I was too little to sing in the choir When I started dreaming in tongues Visions of animals, circles of fire Ladders with infinite rungs Hymns turning red in the back of my head I’d see explosions of blue I studied the man who preached at our church I wondered if he saw it too “God is dead,” my momma said, “so trust your hands and feet” But I was born a-lookin’ for the angels in the street Now I can see that they were looking for me Now I can see that they were looking for me There’s something like god, beautiful, odd, At the corner of darkness and light I open my heart to those who have been On intimate terms with the night Women who seem to be fashioned from wire Men who have cheated on death Black as the smoke from a radial tire Their eyes are all they have left I feel their kiss I heal from this How hard my heart does beat I was born a-lookin’ for the angels in the street
5.
Soul Highway 04:58
SOUL HIGHWAY These days I’m not the same I’ve broken from the frame My colors and my sounds Spin backwards, upside down I wandered sick and lost With all my wires crossed In dreams I helped to make I thought I’d never wake, but Suddenly I’m ok I’m back on the soul highway I’m lonesome but I am brave, I am brave I’m gonna train to fight This senseless heartless night And keep the words you’ve said like diamonds in my head cuz You make me fell this way I’m back on the soul highway I’m lonesome but I am brave, I am brave I used to tell myself a million dirty lies It takes a lot of guts to open up your eyes Like little children do I’m learning about you You move the strangest ways Your heart’s a gorgeous maze, oh You make me fell this way I’m back on the soul highway I’m lonesome but I am brave, I am brave ... open up your eyes
6.
Gold Ring 04:08
GOLD RING You’re a brown-eyed pirate Our love is violent I wear your gold ring I wear your gold ring And in a black and white world I’m your blurry blonde girl I wear your gold ring I wear your gold ring Lalalalalala Lalalalalala I wear your gold ring I wear your gold ring You’re a stony island Your love is silent II wear your gold ring I wear your gold ring You got a sticky finger And a taste for singers I wear your gold ring I wear your gold ring Lalalalalala … Though I doubt I’m going to Ever really know you I wear your gold ring I wear your gold ring And baby when you kiss me You’re a complete mystery I wear your gold ring I wear your gold ring Lalalalalala …
7.
SHE WANTS TO FLY She wants to fly on a jet airplane To fall a sleep on a runaway train she wants to find the divine in the street To know her own heart and move to the beat Beat, beat … She's gotten by on her lizard brain Uncaught so she’s never been tamed Now she’s awake for her pleasure and pain To watch her tears go around in the drain She wants to touch the clouds to hang tough and live out loud To want what is all around Finally, she’s finally ready now she wants to dance like she’s deaf and blind to feel the thrill in the snake of her spine she wants to swing on the end of a vine she wants to ride to the end of the line She wants to touch the clouds to hang tough and live out loud To want what is all around Finally, she’s ready now she never been real so she’s learning how she's known the way all along so why did she go so wrong it always feels safe being erased just going along until you notice you’re gone She wants to fly on a jet airplane To fall a sleep on a runaway train To fight the fight for a cause unnamed She wants to come back and not be the same She wants to touch the clouds to make rain and not sell out To love what is all around Finally, she’s finally ready now She wants to take a running leap She wants to dive down into the deep She wants to dance on the top of the heap To blow her own horn and hear how it beeps Beep, beep …
8.
CAPTAIN OF INDUSTRY Gold hair and extra shiny shoes new suit the color of a bruise he loves the swelling of the waves minds not the rowing of the slaves nor does he bother with the past he laughs the loudest, who laughs last Its always been good to be king with thousands of men on a string one pull from him and they dance and they sing A captain of industry A cast iron symphony A captain of industry Bravely riding out the storm with ethics and principles deformed he pays for writing in the sky all to perpetuate the lie He’s steering the ship through the deep while everyone else is asleep a marvelous wolf who looks after the sheep - more or less A cowboy of mystery A writer of history A captain of industry Doesn’t know, wasn’t him the world increasingly grows dim a slow motion parachute glides by And all of the children are tucked in their beds while visions of Cadillacs dance in their heads and armies of beauty queens show off their gowns still the scandal is all over town and the bastards will never be found while rusty conveyor belts still go around and tired old pistons go up and go down its such a shame about all who were drowned A cast iron symphony A captain of industry
9.
Home 04:08
HOME Children of the damned crawling onto land slow to understand the setup and the scam My home isn't just a house where I once played My home can't be burned it can't be washed away Idiot savants we want what we want acting nonchalant locked in heads we haunt My home isn't walls and windows with a door My home hasn't got a ceiling or a floor Seen from space my home is nowhere it’s not a time or a place at first it was painful to recognize now I accept that it's in my eyes Circling the drain hurt you can’t explain from fun with dick and jane to passed out in the rain My home doesn’t have a room for guilt or shame My home hasn’t got the space for spite or blame My home …
10.
TRAPPED IN A GOLD MINE Fame - writhing in pain mounds of cocaine asleep at a stop sign shade empty charade blacking to fade I live on a fault line I’ve been digging all my life facing down my demons with a plastic knife tearing up the future out of spite glam plastic and fake let them eat cake schmoozing on sunset broiled totally spoiled hissing and coiled isn’t she dead yet I’ve been a target all my life I only leave my mansion in the dark of night I’m sleeping or I’m higher than a kite Dark days trapped in a gold mine Hot haze - hard empty shine Dark days trapped in a gold mine All this - all this is mine Lies holes for my eyes friends I despise rocking the grapevine stained empty of brain sick and profane barely an outline I’ve been a victim all my life living with my demons like a battered wife kicking down the future out of spite Thought it was a cure now I’m pretty sure oh say can you see this road could ruin me we hit the mother lode so dig we must Dark days trapped in a gold mine cracked pearl dances with swine dark days trapped in a gold mine all this - all this is mine
11.
ENDLESS SUMMER You have lived endless night But you’ve been crawling toward the light You’ve known hurt and you’ve known shame You’ve held your hand above the flame You’ve been sad, incomplete Orphans live on bombed out streets Raised on someone else’s lies Searching hard and empty eyes But her love feels like endless summer A journey to the 7th wonder Howling winds and distant thunder Gorgeous waves to take you under Take you, take you under Take you, take you under In the shock of your long-buried heart awoken she knows the secrets you've never spoken healing your deep darkest places broken like new Hide your love inside a box She will crash it on her rocks Let it flow down like tears And the dream will never disappear la la la la   Her love feels like endless summer A journey to the 7th wonder Howling winds and distant thunder Gorgeous waves to take you under Take you, take you under Take you, take you under
12.
COME BACK LOVE Since you’ve been gone I don’t ever cry I don’t have to fall from that place that’s so crazy and high It’s easier now – Oh yeah, by far When I wake up and look for my clothes I know just where they are Come back love Come back love Come back, come back, come back, come on back Man that was close Thank God I’ve been saved Thank God that I finally have quiet – the peace that I craved This is the heart I’m driving today Nobody carries a permit to take that away Come back love Come back love Come back, come back, come back, come on back If you bring that feeling back There’ll be no questions asked, no questions asked Love drag your twisted sheets Back down these empty streets, these empty streets Since you’ve been gone I guess I’ve been down But the patient is up on her feet now, she’s walking around Though her ears barely hear And her eyes hardly see When love’s not around I keep losing the best parts of me Come back love Come back love Come back, come back, come back, come on back

credits

released January 18, 2021

1,4,6,12 written by Heather Eatman, Hopeless Diamond (SESAC)
2,3,5,7,8,9,11,12 written by Heather Eatman & Mark Plati, Hopeless Diamond (SESAC),
Alice Michael Music (BMI)
10 written by Heather Eatman & Danny Blume, Hopeless Diamond (SESAC), Blumolius Music (BMI)
1,2,3,7,8,9,10,11 - mixed by Heather Eatman
4,5,6,12 - mixed by Mark Plati 
1,4,5,6,9,12 - drums by Doug Yowell, engineered by Mark Plati, additional production and arrangements by  Mark Plati
9 - bass and wah-wah guitar, 11 - bass and lead guitar by Mark Plati

Recorded and mixed at
Alice’s Restaurant, NYC and
The Cat Box, Brooklyn, NY
Mastered by Thomas Durack
at Inwood Hill Masters, NYC

Special thanks go to:
H.D. Artemis, Nadine Bourgeois, Mark Plati, Danny Blume, Tom Durack, Roger Moutenot, Glenn Healy, Marc Copely, Chris Foley, Konrad Meissner, Sim Cain, Adam Bernstein, Alex Sherba,  Ian, Jeanne, Nathaniel, Harvey & Quinn
This album is dedicated to my brother, Geoffrey, 1981-2016

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