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Icing On The Knife

by Cheyenne Medders

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1.
Next Of Kin 02:41
Who's that in the bridesmaid dress, twenty one years old? She asked to hold my camera and she's workin' on my soul With eyes that sparkle more than his diamond on your hand I think I saw her give a cold shoulder to your man So hand me down to your next of kin Little sister wants to be my friend You must admit that since I'm here I'm doin' pretty good I idolized you for a year just like they said I would Sister smiled and made me wave as you said your vows Winkin' at the only dry blue eyes in the crowd So hand me down to your next of kin Little sister wants to be my friend The first piece of the weddin' cake went to man and wife She asks me if I want to shake, rubs icing off the knife Mornin' cast her shadows clear, the writing's on the wall Afternoon was so sincere tonight we'll have a ball So hand me down to your next of kin Little sister wants to be my friend
2.
She's got a face that won't let your mind go Your heart races as you clutch your pillow in dreams on fire But you wake up solo And go chasing a girl that you don't know If her eyes melt your soul I would wear a dark blindfold It's a rude wakin' when you learn she's not The answer to all of the problems you got She's her own woman, wonderful yes But not in the way that you see She'll puzzle you all of your life Lovesick at first sight I want you to know your true love is out there But your eyes left alone will not know where You drink her in, a friend of a good friend And your wildest inventions begin Now her smile makes you sweat It's a smile you'll regret And curse the day you let your guard down And pretended that she was from heaven come down She's her own woman, worth so much pain But not when she does not exist You'll pine for her skin every night Lovesick at first sight Where there's evidence of limerence No common sense has a home Saving up for a ring when you don't know one thing She needs let alone wants She will not be your wife, you'll get on with your life She may be a fool but if you play it cool You might let someone in who loves you She'll be her own woman, wonderful yes In more ways than you ever could dream She'll puzzle you all of your life
3.
I Know 04:53
How could your eyes shine any brighter??????????? How could your arms hold me tighter?????????????? How could your hair not be what I been hopin' for??? How could my cares be any more spoken for???????? I know not. But I know 'cause every wind that whispers wants my heart to know And everything you're doing to me tells me so That I have found my love I know I know How could your words be any more meant for me??? And how could the birds sing a sweeter melody????? I know not. But I know 'cause every wind that whispers wants my heart to know And every chemical movin' through me tells me so That I have found my love I know I know How could my lips be any more willing?????????????? 'Cause how could your kiss be any more thrilling????? I know not. What a glorious thing to give Your one and only love What a wonderful way to live It's actually enough But I know 'cause every wind that whispers wants my heart to know And everything you're doing to me tells me so That I have found my love I know I know Lalalalalalalaaahhh
4.
When I met you then I knew I'm a-gonna shape up or I'm gonna get blue At the drawin' board with one accord I chart my Venus Landing Like ostriches in the sky I know none of my rockets should fly But I gotta let them burn otherwise I'll never learn Oh! Way down deep in your soul Ah there must be a hole A light is on I'm looking for a home Are you gonna let me in? Not gonna sleep not gonna sleep Well I'm losin' my head tonight and I don't care It'll be back tomorrow I swear Search your heart you'll find me there If you please look harder 'Cause I really believe this time that your more than a kink in my mind Pretty soon we could set sail if you'd get to know me well Oh! Way down deep in your soul Ah there must be a hole A lighter zone I'm lookin' for a home Are you gonna let me in? Not gonna sleep not gonna sleep A-cha-cha a-cha-cha a-cha-cha a-cha-cha
5.
See those Chattanooga lights on the Tennessee River Clear as a bell not a cloud in my eyes We go dancing down that walking bridge As the moon comes up in the sky There are riverboats and greedy-eyed gamblers But what I got I wouldn't trade for gold She's sipping Cherokee whiskey And the warm wind blows oh my my Let's go high above the city star counting Not far from the edge of Lookout Mountain Get to know my darling one And make our way when the morning comes Now they're shutting down the lights below us for the sleeping So milky way gets louder up above Oh the Pleiades are singing about Heaven She falls in love She is sweeter than an iris hanging there in my arms But everybody's heart has a Jekyll and a Hyde Shoot me if I don't take both of hers For my bride in the sun We were high above the city star counting Not far from the edge of Lookout Mountain Dancing with my darling one We'll make our way when the morning comes

about

Music is a birthday cake. This album is only a fraction of that cake. Happy birthday!!

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released August 8, 2010

Freecorded fall winter spring 2009-2010 at The Court in Green Hills.
Cheyenne sang and played acoustic guitar, tom tom, slide electric guitar, bass, nylon string guitar, ukelele, melodica, organ, electric guitar, piano, glockenspiel, breakfast bell
Tom, snare, hi-hat, tambourine played by Little Hawke. [3]
Nylon string guitar, finger snaps by Little Hawke. [3]
Drums, washboard, cymbal with dangling metal played by Little Hawke. [4]
Uuh by Little Hawke and Cheyenne. [4]
Backing vocals by Priscilla Jeschke. [1, 5]
Mixed in the USA.
Yes, mastered by Alex McCollough.
Art by B. Lindec (on tour).

Written by Cheyenne Medders (Dancing Room - SESAC)
©2010 Cheyenne Medders
An Autumn Flurry Record

Thanks to Mom, Dad, family, Monty and Anna, all the cats who keep me busy with studio work - Sean Smith, Matt Bubel, Matt Troja, Neal Carpenter, Red Shepherd, Dangermuffin, John Van Meter, Southern Thread, Eben, Hooper, Be It The Means, The Nobility, Eric Silver, Nate Hale, Joe Garner, Michael Wright and the rest of you. Thanks to the Non Coms, Forest Home, Tim Costello, Wayne Killius, Pete's Music City, Corner Music, Ashley Carr, Stephen Jerkins, Mark White, Phil Tirman, Lori Sloan, Corey McEntyre, Eriq and Fauks, Laura Whitby and the King of kings. Thanks to everyone who worked on these five songs, and thanks to you.

In loving memory of my grandfather Bo Medders (1928-2010).

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