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Rambling Stranger

by Lucy Isabel

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How It Goes 04:11
I ain’t got no money. And I’m on borrowed time. I’m watching you wait For the end of the line. So, I’m taking no chances. ‘Cause I’m feeling just fine. I push through the noise At the back of my mind. I won’t sit and wait For the stars to align. ‘Cause I look to the mountains, But I am the sea. And you want to be free To be lonely with me. ‘Cause I’m by your side. Through the ebbs and the flows. I’m taking your hand And we’ll see how it goes. I ain’t got a plan, We’ll just see how it goes. Your breath on my shoulder, And a voice in my head. I wish I had known What I shouldn’t have said. But there’s no turning back now. Just lay it to rest. It’s all I could do, But it wasn’t my best. I’ll carry the weight, Feel it filling my chest. ‘Cause I look to the mountains, But I am the sea. And you want to be free To be lonely with me. ‘Cause I’m by your side. Through the ebbs and the flows. I’m taking your hand And we’ll see how it goes. I ain’t got a plan, We’ll just see how it goes. ~Instrumental~ I wish for you patience. And I wish for you peace. I pray that we settle On love we can keep. I’ll take all the blame If it helps you to sleep. ‘Cause I look to the mountains, But I am the sea. And you want to be free To be lonely with me. ‘Cause I’m by your side. Through the ebbs and the flows. I’m taking your hand And we’ll see how it goes. I ain’t got a plan, We’ll just see how it goes.
2.
There’s an old gray house With a bright blue door. Number three-thirty-three Carved on the first floor. Just add it to the list Of places I never needed before. And the sidewalk cracks, But it’s nobody’s fault. Just the growing pains. Fill the wound with salt And take one on the chin. Do your best to keep from the fall. Now it’s winter here, But the summer waits at home. And I head back there When I let my memory roam. Close my eyes, sit back, As I take in that old view. And I keep my senses tuned To something new. Mm, mmm… Ooh, ooh… Faded photographs In a half-empty book. It’s the perfect scene, Take a second look And hang on for the ride. ‘Cause they got you: bait on the hook. It’s a little room With plenty of space. You can see the lines On a weary face. And call it for the day. Live to find a little more grace. Now it’s winter here, But the summer waits at home. And I head back there When I let my memory roam. Close my eyes, sit back, As I take in that old view. And I keep my senses tuned To something new. Ooh, ooh… ~Instrumental~ In the early light Of the rising sun It’s the quiet hope Of a life well-done. Just listen for the sound That can halt the fearful run. ‘Cause it’s winter here, But the summer waits at home. And I’ll head back there If I let my memory roam. Close my eyes, sit back, And I take in that old view. Just to keep my senses tuned To something new. Yeah, I keep my senses tuned To something new. Mm, mmm… Ooh, ooh…
3.
I’ve been thinking about the way The wind seems to blow. Always picking me up And taking me as it goes. I’m not one to believe the words Of old so-and-so. So you can’t keep me on the ground. No, you can’t keep holding me down. It’s complicated. I’m a mess. A hard yes, easy no, Switch it up and you never know Where you stand. Or how to plan for the road, For the road ahead. I’ve been living my life this way It’s all that I know. Pick one up, put him down, And find another to hold. I’ve been trying to change, I swear I want to grow old. But I can’t keep you on the ground. Nah, I can’t make you stick around. It’s complicated. You’re a mess. A hard yes, easy no, Switch it up and I never know Where I stand. Or how to plan for the road, For the road ahead. Photographs and memories, They don’t mean nothing to me. I’m gone. Moved on. But then I’m sober ‘til I’m not. You’re only missed when I’ve forgotten Everything about you. You’ve got me jonesing For a life that I can’t take. You’re the habit I can’t break. It’s complicated. We’re a mess. A hard yes, easy no, Switch it up and we never know Where we stand. Or how to plan for the road, For the road ahead.
4.
I refused to say goodbye To my first city. But I’m hanging on To someone else’s home. And if I ever find my way, Oh, I’m sure it won’t be pretty. But a rambling stranger Needs a place to roam. So I turn my back On everybody’s pity. ‘Cause it’s hard to speak When everything feels known. Do I have to be that honest? Do I even have it in me? Something tells me that I’m betting on a ghost. Ooh… Mm… Please, don’t take your time, I’m sure I’m close to leaving. And it’s hard to see The heartbreak in your eyes. When tomorrow starts, I promise, You won’t know just what you’re grieving. I still love you, And I’m sorry for the lies. Ooh… Mm… I’ll be back before you know it. I can’t stay away too long. And I may struggle still to show it, But I miss you when I’m gone. So, turn back the hands of time If you still need it. And don’t worry much for me, I’ll be alright. And when I get to where I’m going, I’ll make sure everybody sees it. ‘Cause I found a way That gets me through the night. Ooh… Mm… Ah… Mm…
5.
Seattle, were my eyes just closed The last time we met? I hate to admit that I wrinkled my nose And turned away dripping with sweat. Can you forgive me? I’m sorry I left. But my demons, they followed me west. Mm, mmm… The mountains have held in my dreams Since I don’t know when. A babbling brook and a tumbling stream Have taken up space without rent. These words fight their way to the tip of my pen. But they never quite say what I meant. California coming down. I am not yours, But I am bound to be In your part of town. Will you let me be free? The apple that falls from the tree Don’t get very far. The world that has forced me to fall to my knees Says, “Lucy, you know who you are. Put on your clothes and just get in the car. And you better not leave that guitar.” California coming down. I am not yours, But I am bound to be In your part of town. Will you let me be free? Oh, don’t hold me back now, Don’t lie, don’t tell me to wait. Wipe the sweat from your brow And keep on ahead, it’s not too late. You give and I’ll take. You know, Tennessee just ain’t the same Without you by my side. A city can’t promise you fortune and fame, You best learn to take it in stride. If I know you, it’ll poison your pride. But not me, I’m along for the ride. California coming down. I am not yours, But I am bound to be In your part of town. Will you let me be free? California coming down. I am not yours, But I am bound to be In your part of town. Will you let me be free?
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The way you look at me It’s clear to see You don’t understand. I wonder who you’ll be, And if you’ll need Someone to hold your hand. I wouldn’t try to leave, But you make me so unsure Of my own plans. So, I will plant this seed And hope that it withstands. But then you call me what I am: A false prophet of adulthood. You tell me, “Come down from that stand, Your promises are no good.” ‘Cause I am bold, but I am broken. And the world is at my feet. I am loud and I have spoken With every word, my heart still beats. It cries, “I am!” It shouts, “I speak!” And, though I’m dizzy From the heights of your deceit, I’m on my feet. So, tell me where we go? Is this a low You never thought you’d reach? I’ll keep you even though I may never know The lesson it will teach. And when it’s getting cold, And you’re out there On your own two feet. Let me be your home, There’s comfort in the peace. Until you call me what I am: A false prophet of adulthood. You tell me, “Come down from that stand, Your promises are no good.” ‘Cause I am bold, but I am broken. And the world is at my feet. I am loud and I have spoken With every word, my heart still beats. It cries, “I am!” It shouts, “I speak!” And, though I’m dizzy From the heights of your deceit, I’m on my feet. And in an instant you’re gone, Like you got nothing left to tell. But I guess time flies by When you’re young and in love With yourself. So I will own to what I am: A false prophet of adulthood. And I will come down from this stand, Though my promises will hold good. ‘Cause I am bold and I am broken. And the world is at my feet. I am loud and I have spoken Too many words that I can’t keep. I’ll cry, “I am!” I’ll shout, “I speak!” And, when I’m dizzy From the heights of your deceit, I’ll find my feet.
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Little Bird 03:24
Fly, little bird, Why don’t you Fly across the sea? You know, you’re Much too sweet to be In somebody’s cage, now. Go, spread the word. And tell the people What you see. You know, you’re Much too wise to be Alone with the truth, now. Put on your brave face. Don’t let them keep you, You’re out of place. Fall with the breeze And see we’re Watching as you go. You know, you’re Freer than the snow That falls to the earth, now. Green makes the trees. Oh, help them wither, Help them grow. You know, you’re Putting on a show And that isn’t you, now. Put on your brave face. Don’t let them keep you. You’re out of place. Flowers may fade. Oh, see the petals As they fall. You know, you’re Mighty though you’re small. And don’t you forget, now. Far from the shade, Away from trees That once seemed tall, You know, you’re Answering a call That’s meant just for you, now. Put on your brave face. Don’t let them keep you, You’re out of place. And as the years go by, Still, I wonder why. Many with wings Will never fly. Fly, little bird, Go on and fly Away from me. You know, you’re Pretty when you’re free. Oh, ain’t it the truth, now? Haven’t you heard? It seems that Everyone agrees. You know, you’re Getting what you need, So take in the view, now. Put on your brave face. Don’t let them keep you, You’re out of place. You’re out of place.
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Lucky Stars 03:51
I slept with my guitar In my arms last night ‘Cause I didn’t want to think I was alone With you not home. I slept with my guitar In my arms. Mm.. I held on to the music In my heart last night. ‘Cause I didn’t know why else I’d let you go. Maybe you know. I held on to the music In my heart. Mm… ‘Cause with you I’m free somehow. With you I’m true. With you I’m me somehow. I’ll start stealing lucky stars To keep it true. I hailed a cab that brought me Straight to you tonight. Nah, I didn’t have to say A single word. The man just heard. I hailed a cab that brought me Straight to you. Mm... ‘Cause with you I’m free somehow. With you I’m true. With you I’m me somehow. I’ll keep stealing lucky stars To stay with you. I thought I’d only get one thing To care about this true. I thought I’d only get One thing to do. And maybe I was right: Maybe it’s just one thing To hold to. But maybe, also, I get one person, too. I slept with my guitar In my arms last night ‘Cause I didn’t want to know I was alone With you not home. I slept with my guitar In my arms. But I’d rather have you here Inside my arms. Mm…
9.
The Between 03:02
Do you still feel The same way That you felt When you were twelve, And livin’ in your parents’ house? It ain’t me That you need To impress With your best. Take a breather and think for yourself. Are you doing this for someone else? Well, I failed out of school, And I let my head hang. And I never went back. And I thought I knew shame. I didn’t know nothing. Could be I still don’t. But there’s something between Hitting big and just going home broke. Yeah, there’s something between Hitting big and just going home broke. So, if you’re Hanging around With your ear To the ground Do you know if you’re wasting your time? All those books On the shelf, And you’re kidding Yourself If you’re thinking you’re doing just fine. Cross your fingers and hope for a sign. So, you spend your whole life In that gray, sunless room. All the people around In that plexiglass tomb, And everyone hates it. But you think you’re alone. ‘Cause there’s something between Hitting big and just going home broke. Yeah, there’s something between Hitting big and just going home broke. And a three-quarter moon In the not-quite-night sky Can’t help much, Can’t show you the way. So you twiddle your thumbs And you ask yourself why It seems nothing is going your way. So you give them your time Just to try to fit in. And you’re grasping at straws, Will you sink down or swim? And does it all matter? Do you even know? Is there something between Hitting big and just going home broke? Oh, there’s something between Hitting big and just going home broke. ~Instrumental~ So just throw it away. Turn your face to the wind. Let it all come what may, It ain’t yours to defend. You’re out on your own now. So let them all know That there’s something between Hitting big and just going home broke. Oh, there’s something between Hitting big and just going home broke. Yeah, there’s something between Hitting big and just going home broke.
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Oh, they closed down the fort In my hometown. Yeah, they packed it up, And picked it up, And moved it further south. Don’t ask me why. I sure don’t know. Now the winter seems to get A little colder, though. So, I picked up a bag And headed south. Found a different place To sell my name And cash in my renown. Don’t ask me why. I sure don’t know. Some folks are born to play And others born to see the show. Oh, I’ve been down, I’ve been out. I’ve been wrong. I’ve been always on the run. I’ve been running out of time. You make a vow, Feed the doubt, Move along, And you end up at the start. It’s in your blood. It’s in your heart. You can spend all your money On a dream. When there’s nothing left You still go on, You cry, you laugh, you scream. Don’t ask me why. I sure don’t know. Maybe hardship only helps To make the spirit grow. Oh, I’ve been down, I’ve been out. I’ve been wrong. I’ve been always on the run. I’ve been running out of time. You make a vow, Feed the doubt, Move along, And you end up at the start. It’s in your blood. It’s in your heart. And I thought I made it Past the point Of pride in my hometown. But I look around. My feet are planted Much too firmly On this ground. ~Instrumental~ Oh, they don’t seem to know Just what they do. Take a little town and mix it up, It still ain’t something new. Don’t ask me why. I sure don’t know. When I’m back in town It feels the same, It’s different, though.

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released June 14, 2019

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Lucy Isabel is a folk/Americana singer-songwriter based out of Nashville, TN.

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