DAMIEN JURADO

IN THE SHAPE OF A STORM
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SOUTH
LINCOLN
THROW ME NOW YOUR ARMS

Lyrics

Lincoln

Lincoln, here’s a song for you
I’ve been twisting in the vapors and the fumes
There is nothing that I can say to you now
That you have not already heard

Lincoln, you cheated me again
From the highways, I had visions and the shakes
There is no one who can take me from this land
More than once, I was captured in your lens

Fall back, let the sunshine blind your eyes
Hear the voices of your lovers be your guide
There are many windows open in the house
They are letting out our secrets with the heat
There is nothing to hide
There is nothing left to hide

Dear shipwrecked, I, too, am waiting to be saved
I had my prayers and praises all sent back
Heaven is full of people who belong
There is nothing to hide
There is nothing left to hide

Newspaper Gown

You can come over whenever you want
You can get dressed up and I’ll show you off
We could go dancing or hang around town
Whatever you want in a newspaper gown

Our friends think we’re lovers, or so I have heard
And they try for confessions and I say not a word
So we let them keep guessing 'til they figure us out
Our made up wedding in your newspaper gown

We are placing our bets, they are making the call
We are going all in and cannot win at all
My wheels, they keep spinning, I am turned upside down
And we’ll be the headlines in your newspaper gown

What if I told you, “What your friends think is true.”?
At the end of my day, aIl I want is you
Would it destroy you?
Would you not want me around?
Am I a new pair of scissors for your newspaper gown?

We take our chances and we risked it all
I am willing to let go, but not willing to fall
We can be married tonight, the news will astound
Announcements made from your newspaper gown

Oh Weather

I would walk the earth to see you smile
Push back the sky and the stars to light my way home

Tell the storm that’s before me that I’m in a hurry to see you
I have no time for sleeping when it’s love that is keeping me true

Hurry back home, I can no longer be in the storm
Hurry home, babe, hurry home

South

Tom and I out on the hillside
Waving at planes and pulling our wrists
No girl of mine is gonna see me cry
She’d be better off seeing me dead
Tom and I cover our eyes and decide
To make our way out on the next passing bird
I found my solace in a plateau of nothingness
Floating like grass, indecisive

My body is a passing leaf
Dead as it hits the ground
Useless to nature’s need
Quite a sight not to see

Tom and I out on the hillside
We’re both so insane and pushing our luck
You take New York and I will marry Lee
Let’s see who comes back worse

Throw Me Now Your Arms

If I ran ahead, would you know which way that I went without you?
In days, I would be lost and afloat
Thrown into the waves, tossed ashore
Throw me now your arms

We’re not meant to be on our own
Is this now the time we let go
And cling to one another, giving life?
Throw me now your arms

Let me be the first to tell you I would give up my life
Every day as the tides grow closer, it is all that’s on my mind

Throw me now your arms and pull me in
Let me be the one at day’s end
Who you can depend on, hand in hand
Safely on the shore where we stand
Throw me now your arms

Let me be the first to tell you I would give up my life
Every day, as the tides grow closer, it is all that’s on my mind

Where You Want Me To Be

Now you’ve got me where you want me to be
You can always tell me you love me, say it quietly
If they knew how I felt about you
You would no longer see me
Now you’ve got me where you want me to be

In the day I know of a place to escape
On the south end of town
We can be as tall as the mountains
We dream when the sun goes down
Now you’ve got me where you want me to be

When I turn to you and say
This is how I want my day
Spending every moment at your side
You can always tell me you love me, but say it quietly
Now you’ve got me where you want me to be

Silver Ball

The moon, it will hang like a silver ball
Passing the sun on its way
Finally, stars will align
Finally, it’s our turn to shine

Making your way on echo and white
Remain in the day, living as the shade
Finally, the door is your own
Finally, fading into blue

Time does not heal
Everything an end

The Shape of a Storm

If I showed up in the shape of a storm
Would you recognize me?
Strange as it seems, I have known you before
But it was not our time yet

If I go sailing into the unknown
What are my chances of ever reaching your shore?
Into the deep I am thrown

If I knew how, I would make myself known
And cause the sky to open
Strange as it seems, I once stood at your door
Yet I knew not what your name was

If I go sailing into the unknown
What are my chances of ever reaching your shore?
If I go sailing into the unknown
Into the deep I am thrown

Anchors

I don’t need another reminding of how it isn’t our time
I live with that daily reminding
And it has not changed my mind
I still go on seeing you as mine
Just not at the present time

How long must I wake without you and go this life alone?
Untied to your anchor and I’m sinking like a stone
I’ll be the only one who is caught in your eye
Just not at the present time

Hands on the Table

I will always remember our hands on the table
And I could not unlock from your stare
And though I have tried to untie from your anchor, I can't
I am no good at giving up

I am directing our movie I play in my mind
A moment suspended in time that I keep on rewind

And the ink it is bleeding
Through pages where I wrote down your name
And carefully planned our escape
I would pass you a key and pay off the judges to free you
If that’s what it takes, then why wait?

I am one cloud shy in your neon sky
Do not go from my road

I was crippled and blurry the day I walked into your frame
I'm so focused now on your name
And my pages were fading from the days of exchanging my tune
On trains that I took home to you

When the signal broke, I spoke to you on paper
From the parking lots to our bed
Where you are not now

Do not go from my road
Soon my moon will fall

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