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growth vol. 3

by Lizzy Hilliard

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Sunday Comes Afterwards
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Sunday Comes Afterwards Lizzy is a talented singer-songwriter, composer, guitar player, arranger, and probably a few more nouns that I'm forgetting. Lovely soothing folk that really gets the "Growth" theme across. (The whole series is great, but her production skills have really levelled up on this volume.) Favorite track: train from everywhere.
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1.
Everything I own On my living room floor Though I guess it's not my living room anymore I can't find my pants Don't yet have a front door I guess that sort of thing's what your twenties are for And dreaming's been keeping me up at night Since all my time to speculate is gone The market's kinda crazy And I'm thinking of moving on But if you see a dream for cheap, just let me know Inbox almost full Though what of, I can't say The sorting has to come some other day There's movies from the 80s in the background on replay Though I tell myself I'm packing I am wasting days away And dreaming's been keeping me up at night Since all my time to speculate is gone The market's kinda crazy And I'm thinking of moving on But if you see a dream for cheap, just let me know And dreaming's been keeping me up at night Since all my time to speculate is gone The market's kinda crazy And I'm thinking of moving on But if you see a dream for cheap, just let me know If you see a dream for cheap, just let me know If you see a dream for cheap, just let me know
2.
I was over the moon to be out It was the only thing I could talk about But looking around now, I'm not sure I'm content Wasn't clear on what this type of living meant Cause everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Now I'm moving away to move on Can't think about it too much before I'm gone Cause if I do, then I know I'll stay right here Watching years of my life slowly disappear While everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Mm-hmm Ahaa Now I'm wondering what's it gonna take For me to be okay with this arrangement This estrangement While everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Around me Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Everything keeps changing Changing Changing Changing
3.
Keys hang up beside the door 10:24 Is it cold today Crack the window to be sure Dusk of April, dawn of May I'll be driving out of town Map and frown The old-fashioned way Doors all locked and windows down Dusk of April, dawn of May Left behind, you're alright I'll let my hair turn grey In my mind, you're a kite And there's no time for play Dusk of April, dawn of May Let the footprints hang around Til they've found that I've gone away Left my memories on the ground Dusk of April, dawn of May
4.
How are you really You said you're well, but I don't believe you You've got that look in your eyes Are you quite happy You said you're okay, but I don't believe you Not with that look in your eyes And don't you want joy Don't you want sun Don't you want peace when the day is done So how are you really How are you really What were you thinking Pushing it down like clothes in a suitcase And is it such a surprise And don't you want joy Don't you want sun Don't you want peace when the day is done So how are you really How are you really
5.
where are we 03:57
I became good friends with my brother last summer And I know that's not how it's supposed to go You're supposed to be close for most of the time But he was sort of quiet with a diet of Steely Dan He was a Donald Fagan fan And cinnamon toast was his cereal paradigm And now he's off to college With an upright standing guard And I'll be moving out past our backyard And now I'm fending for myself in flimsy poetry Youth is ending, future's pending, where are we Ooh Well, Jaco on the radio just doesn't hit the same, you know It's business more than art But boiled down to a science I studied and I moneyed and I buddied and I honeyed I took it all apart Dissected my defiance And now my card won't be replaced until I'm 25 A piece of plastic proves that I'm alive And now I'm fending for myself in flimsy poetry Youth is ending, future's pending, where are we Mmm mm La da da da da da da da da da da da da Da da da da da Took 22 odd years or so to work out who to be But Alex, Nick, and Jonathan were doing the same thing right in front of me So give me some old banter I can swallow And a movie I can follow and a fight over a chair And a subwoofer that's dying And we'll forget the present incessant not very pleasant looming future that's right there You'll forgive us all for trying Cause now there's no one who can tell me what my options are The way they've always done so well so far And now I'm fending for myself in flimsy poetry Youth is ending, future's pending, where are we
6.
One of my favorite things to do is finding the prices of the clothes I got at thrift stores Or outlets or sales And then when someone asks, hey Lizzy, where'd you get that coat I can tell them it used to be $275, but I got it for $35 cause I'm sneaky I know that corporations take advantage of the customer By hiking prices up to mark them down And that is why I favor the thrift store or the outlets when I hit the town So if we ever meet in the street, please ask about my fit So I can tell you where it's from and what I spent on it
7.
moving song 03:45
Moving out the morning after tomorrow And my belly won't stay still Can't stay on my feet more than a minute I get dizzy once I'm in it I'm afraid I always will Maybe it's the pancakes that my brother made If it is, I'll never say Maybe the caffeine is why I'm heaving Or the idea that I'm leaving Anyway, I won't be packing anymore til it goes away Not sure what to fit inside one suitcase When I've picked up such a heavy load And what's more I'd hoped to go a month ago in the first place Now my heels are bleeding from digging into the floor Moved about a month ago tomorrow And I rarely feel a chill Heat is all controlled by my apartment I don't know quite where the start went I keep the AC on still Neighbors say the world out there is interesting And I'm sure that they would know Heard it's still quite warm though it's November Warmest fall we can remember Wonder why the radiator's running even so Don't know how this all fit inside one suitcase When I've picked up such a heavy load And what's more I'd hoped to go two months ago in the first place Now my heel's still bleeding from digging into the floor From digging into the floor Mmmm
8.
Been looking forward to this moment all my life Wrote it down in journals, let it yearn Old secrets burning by my candlelight Every Thursday night When it hits just right And I'll be honest, I confess, I let it breed Longing is expanding, future's landing And I'm handing it to make-believe Where the musings weave Will I ever leave Give me time I'm grieving a fantasy Wasn't meant to be Wasn't meant for me All those hours spent anticipating joy Were where the magic happens Dripping sap and sticky branches map a sorry void And I'm unemployed And I'm paranoid And now I wonder, am I doing it all wrong It wasn't meant to feel like this The hope I miss in exodus, it's gone and done It had just begun Now I frown for fun Give me time I'm grieving a fantasy Wasn't meant to be Wasn't meant for me Give me time I'm grieving a fantasy Wasn't meant to be Wasn't meant for me Been looking forward to this moment all my life
9.
Sitting here and groaning, I don't want to pay the fee I'll take a melatonin just to get away from me I introduce myself as a girl in seventh grade And then that girl's betrayed I knew it once, I know it still I didn't get her then, and I never will That girl's a slacker who too often goes unscripted I tried to hack her, but her hardware is encrypted She's never quite what I'd have wanted her to be Can I say that to me? I knew it once, I know it still I don't get her yet, and I never will I just can't figure her out I just can't figure her out I just can't figure her out Mmm Well, I'm not Socrates, I don't pretend to be I don't know chakra, shock or karma, syncope I see my reflection from the outside looking in And I think, mannequin I knew it once, I know it still I don't get her yet, and I never will I just can't figure her out I just can't figure her out I just can't figure her out Mmm Objects in the mirror may be closer than they appear or nearer Objects in the mirror may be closer than they appear or nearer Objects in the mirror may be closer than they appear or nearer Objects in the mirror may be closer than they appear or nearer I just can't figure her out I just can't figure her out I just can't figure her out Mmm Knew it once Know it still Didn't get it then And I never will I just can't figure her out I just can't figure her out I just can't figure her out I just can't figure her out Figure out Figure out
10.
actress 03:29
She wanted to be an actress, nothing more She'd put on mommy's shoes And pretend audition for somebody's show Somebody's part, somebody's role, somewhere to go She wanted to be an actress on the stage She'd beg her dad for lessons And when dad said, it's your age, she'd dress the part She thought the thing she dreamed she'd do, she'd use to start And I look at her and think, am I letting this girl down If I let being an actress fall to the wayside now Not gone entirely, but not entirety Now I'm more a double agent I play, I write, I sing and I act too And I love each little thing that I can do But is it enough? Is it more? Is it less When all she wanted was to be an actress
11.
calling 03:21
Calls of ambition You made it your mission Not to see Speaking of calling I'm not quite falling No voicemail from me Say it was nice to meet you again at Harvard Square No service there, no bars, no ring Ticket to purpose Just try and usurp us You won't succeed Those who crave meaning Won't brake for leaning We feed our need Say it was nice to meet you today at the hot soup date I'll translate: I'm leaving I'm skipping town But I hope you get to settle down Like you want Like you want Say it was nice to meet you again at Panera Bread But in my head is calling
12.
thumbelina 01:49
I'm Thumbelina, I live in a shoebox My bed is a matchbox, my neighbor's a shrew I'm Thumbelina, my rent is two nickels It weighs pretty heavy, but I'm making due My sword is a nail and my shield is a button My hat is a thimble, my belt is a string I'm Thumbelina, my size may be little But my dreams are bigger than anything I'm Thumbelina, my lake is a puddle My boat's made of paper, my oar is a spoon I'm Thumbelina, my lunch is one noodle With some still left over for this afternoon My train is a worm and my bus is a lizard My flight out of town's on a dragonfly's wing I'm Thumbelina, my size may be little But my dreams are bigger than anything
13.
Little miss sad eyes Headed downtown Sky's blue and dry but she's trying not to drown She started as an adverb but she's ended up a noun somehow Little miss sad eyes Felt it before Thought she'd had her fill but now she's come back for more And though at first it wasn't obvious, it's hard to ignore it now Little miss sad eyes Does it come as a surprise They warned you it gets harder when you're free Little miss sad eyes When will you realize You need the sadder eyes to help you see Don't you see Little miss sad eyes Frizz in her hair Laundry from two weeks ago piled up on a chair She knows that there's a place for her but she can't see where right now Little miss sad eyes Trapped as a bird Singing on a loop the songs you've already heard And, yes, this time could come out different But that thought is absurd somehow Little miss sad eyes Does it come as a surprise They warned you it gets harder when you're free Little miss sad eyes When will you realize You need the sadder eyes to help you see Don't you see Lay down what you thought that you'd find Say, now, that you've left it behind, you can Live all of the moments in full you thought you'd miss Moments like this Little miss sad eyes Does it come as a surprise They warned you it gets harder when you're free Little miss sad eyes When will you realize You need the sadder eyes to help you see Don't you see Little miss sad eyes Little miss sad eyes
14.
twentytwo 03:49
My words, they were simple Funny and plain Each vowel smooth like wine inside my brain Took it as easy to tell it true But I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you Walking in circles Crumpling the map I'm through with strangers who might fall into my lap It's not gonna be easy, but what can I do I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you I took it for granted The blissful lack of need to understand it I might as well be meeting you anew I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you Who even are you What are you to me Was there always something else that we could be It might have been easy if I only knew But I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you I took it for granted The blissful lack of need to understand it I might as well be meeting you anew I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you I'm not gonna force it That's why I'm confused I'm firing cells it's been a while since I last used The thinking's not easy, but it's overdue I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you I took it for granted The blissful lack of need to understand it I might as well be meeting you anew I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you I'm 22 and I don't know how to talk to you
15.
He's a perfect specimen and I'm a perfect slob I stare at him, he stares at me We stare like it's our job I tell my mom about him But for me that's nothing new I tell my mom most everything She just doesn't know about you I fantasize with him in mind Cause stalking's against the law I talk to him until I find A trait that I deem a flaw It's perfect or we're finished We're kaput, we're done, we're through I need perfection from everyone Well, everyone but you Is it time to reassess Clean up my mess I don't want to Maybe I jumped in too quick Or maybe I'm confused Maybe I need a therapist Or maybe I'm amused Or maybe it was nothing But there's one thing that is true I know nothing about love But I know everything about you Mmm Ahh Ahh I can carry on without this other stuff in view Go to work and go to bed like other people do I tell my mom about him But for me that's nothing new I tell my mom most everything She just doesn't know about you
16.
You don't need to be a lawyer You don't need to be a vet You don't need to be a robot Or at least you don't quite yet You don't need to be a cobbler You don't need to be a shoe Oh, the only thing you need to be is you You don't need to have the answers You don't need to sing on key You don't need to be an athlete You don't need some big degree You don't need to hide your stretch marks You don't need the best shampoo Oh, the only thing you need to be is you You don't need to feel like growing You don't need to feel all grown You don't need to feel amazing You don't need to feel alone There aren't many things I'm sure of But I know that this is true Oh, the only thing you need to be is you Oh, the only thing you need to be is you Oh, the only thing you need to be is you
17.
math 03:43
First stumbled in stone sober I'm drunk on sadness now Watching rom-coms from 2007 He's a piece of crap In glasses with weird hair And she doesn't care He lies to his friends He lies to his wife He barely does the minimum and she gives him her whole life The numbers don't add up there And my head hurts from doing the math Of how a guy like him ends up with a girl like that The numbers don't add up there I worry that the bar's too high I worry that it's gone Disappeared into the ether Thought this could be something But he's smiling at his phone And I'm right here, all alone She's kind but not blind She knows he's a jerk He has the whole movie and he's still a piece of work The numbers don't add up there And my head hurts from doing the math Of how a guy like him ends up with a girl like that The numbers don't add up there I think I'll settle for the guy in my mind I think I'll settle for the guy in my mind I think I'll settle for the guy in my mind I think I'll settle for the guy in my mind And my head hurts from doing the math Of how a guy like him ends up with a girl like that The numbers don't add up there First stumbled in stone sober I'm drunk on sadness now Watching rom-coms from 2007
18.
dragons 02:59
When I was a kid, I'd play dragons Some boy would come and rescue me for fun The tower was the slide On the wood chips, he would ride He'd fight till he got bored and he'd be done And now I'm my own dragon And the tower's in the sky And my helmet hides my face from bitter war I'm the villain and the victim I bleed and still I'm dry I really don't know what I'm fighting for Call it friendly fire, call it clumsy Self-sabotage or danger prone I'm still a princess trapped up high I'm still a knight with gallant cry I'm still a creature breathing fire, dull and alone 'Cause now I'm my own dragon And my tower's in the sky And my helmet hides my face from bitter war I'm the villain and the victim I bleed and still I'm dry I really don't know what I'm fighting for If anyone should come along and see A battle raging silently Would you rescue me from me 'Cause now I'm my own dragon And the tower's not so high And my helmet hides my face from bitter war I'm the villain and the victim I bleed and still I'm dry I really don't know what I'm fighting for I really don't know what I'm fighting for
19.
I've written songs of love before and I didn't mean it then Not like this Not like this one now I said I was in love before but I think that I was dead Head in the sand Fish on land, dried vow So now I'm due to make some new revisions To fix this slightly awkward oversight I've written songs of love before and I didn't mean it then But I'll get this I'll get this one right I swore I wouldn't fall before but I didn't mean it then I take it back Take it back right now I stood so sure and tall before, now I'm keeled over my bed Does he know Could he know somehow So now I'm due to make some new decisions I wish that I could solve it overnight I've written songs of love before and I didn't mean them then But I'll get this I'll get this one right I had some things to say before but I didn't mean them then Words come slow Words come slow right now And every simple phrase before now to you cannot be said Words are dull Words are dull somehow So now I'm due to follow through with my vision To somehow bottle up your stellar light I've written songs of love before and I didn't mean them then But I'll get this I'll get this one right I'll get this I'll get this one right
20.
Four or five long years ago, I visited my grandma's house She left a little present on the guest room pillow The present was this notebook, and I let it gather dust Until we holed up in our houses, cause the world was ill Oh, I felt a lot of feelings, so I wrote them all down And the pages of the book began to drown And before I'd really processed what the writing could mean I had 119 119 songs I couldn't have foreseen Now the book's all full, I don't know how I filled the pages up I thought it was impossible, but now it's finished I guess when you write every day, your writing doesn't stay that way The growth is how the blank spots in the book diminished The cursive on the cover is what gave it away When you do what you love, love tends to stay I'm just grateful I went to Grandma's house that day
21.
If my walls were made of windows Like the ones at Aunt Marleen's You'd catch a glimpse of everything inside I'd give a little glance And you'd know what it means There'd be no place for anything to hide And some would stop and stare and scratch their chin At the girl whose walls let people see right in But they don't understand the way it's been Some doors open and some close When your walls are made of windows If my walls were made of windows Like the ones at Aunt Marleen's The weather would affect the way I looked I'm pretty in the rain My tone goes well with greens I shine in sun, but excess means I'm cooked And some would stop and stare and scratch their chin At the girl whose walls let people see right in But they don't understand the way it's been Some doors open and some close When your walls are made of windows If my walls were made of windows Like the ones at Aunt Marleen's My soul would be exposed to passersby The fear I'll die alone The echoes of my teens The times I couldn't cry and don't know why And some would stop and stare and scratch their chin At the girl whose walls let people see right in But they don't understand the way it's been Some doors open and some close When your walls are made of windows
22.
2, 3, 4 What happens now Take a bow Head back home True, I'm a mess Got no address No cash, no comb I need time You are worker, smiler, mother, wife And I'm standing At the edge of the rest of my life Send me a sign A phrase, a line To make it clear Give me a clue On what to do On where to steer I need time You are worker, smiler, mother, wife And I'm standing At the edge of the rest of my life Does anyone know where does this go If I cross the line, will it all be fine Will it all be fine It doesn't matter if I'm ready to see I have to do it eventually At the edge of the rest of my life At the edge of the rest of my life At the edge of the rest of my life And in time Might be worker, smiler, mother, wife But right now I'm standing At the edge of the rest of my life At the edge of the rest of my life At the edge of the rest of my life
23.
We sway in perfect unison, left knee above the right Matching bags of sleep beneath our eyes A capsule of the world is in this little train, so tight With faces I can almost recognize Nora reads the paper, Jeff thinks through the day Melissa listens to a podcast on the CIA And Ted is headed home to wife and baby on the way On the 5:06 train from everywhere Alice does her homework, DeBorah's on a date Amy is a runner and Michael's running late And Eunice asks how soon is the connection to her gate On the 5:06 train from everywhere It's just a short commute From here to the unknown But I'm so grateful knowing I'm not going it alone We sway in perfect unison, left knee above the right A couple bumps and rattles we can bear A capsule of the world is in this little train, so tight The 5:06 train from everywhere On the 5:06 train from everywhere On the 5:06 train from everywhere
24.
The house smells strange There's no food in the fridge Everything's a mess from when we left We're exhausted from the drive We're gonna sleep real well tonight After fighting in the car and not knowing where we are Even so It's good to be home Vacation was sweet But so is my street I'm glad to be home
25.
alive 03:05
Air hits lungs like toothpaste hits an orange Sense sticks out like white couch mixed with ink Catch a whiff of fruit of finally knowing And I think And I think I'm alive I'm a child, I am grown I'm with you, I'm alone I'm alive I'm alive I'm a part, I'm a whole I'm a trail, I'm a goal I'm alive I'm alive Shed my days of plastic understanding Take on something careful, carelessly Tossing out the autopilot button Could it be Could it be I'm alive I'm a child, I am grown I'm with you, I'm alone I'm alive I'm alive I'm a part, I'm a whole I'm a trail, I'm a goal I'm alive I'm alive I'm alive I'm a child, I am grown I'm with you, I'm alone I'm alive I'm alive I'm a part, I'm a whole I'm a trail, I'm a goal I'm alive I'm alive

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Lizzy Hilliard New York, New York

Lizzy is an ambitious 23-year-old living in New York City and making art on her own terms. She's written hundreds of songs, self-released 4 full-length albums, and composed music and lyrics for multiple theatrical projects. Lizzy's music hones a folksier, softer sound, paired with lyrics holding evocative imagery, whimsy and a twinge of fantasy. ... more

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