1. |
Knight Song
04:21
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I can’t say what’s in your heart
If it’s all come together or it’s coming apart
All I know is I’ve never seen this side of you
Oak tree rooted by the old cliffside
Steady through a thousand tides
Suddenly the wind has got its way with you
You got this image of a bright white knight with his head up high
and a list of wars to win
But I think the measure of a man it lies in the way he fights
the battles within
You know that story of the piper’s song
How it floats on the hills when the West Wind’s strong
I think that must be what’s got ahold of you
Cause there’s something drawing you that I can’t see
But it’s strong enough that you’ve forgotten me
I’m afraid what glitters isn’t gold for you
You got this image of a bright white knight with his head up high
and a list of wars to win
But I think the measure of a man it lies in the way he fights
the battles within
Well, I guess you have missed the point
If you think there won’t come a choice
Live both lives and then you’ll never lose
But every hour that slips away
Is one step closer to the day
Closer to the day you’ll have to choose
You got this image of a bright white knight
But I think the surface of a man it lies
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2. |
Different View
04:19
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My window faces the morning
First golden traces of light
Day, like a blush,
Flooding the sky
Lately it’s later you keep me
Keep me up laughing all night
Trade in my dawns
I don’t think twice
I’ve got a different view now
I’ve got a different view
Afternoon sun in your kitchen
I watch it come through the blinds
Painting the floor
In shadowy stripes
Standing there by the window
Afternoon sun in your eyes
Shades of gold
No clouds in sight
I’ve got a different view now
I’ve got a different view
I’ve got a different view now
I’ve got a different view
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3. |
Weigh Him Down
03:53
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He’s a floater, a kite without a string
Drifting over the petty practicalities
I am tethered, always working, always worried
I don’t want to weigh him down
He is bound for the edges and the heights
The tallest mountains, the furthest stretch of sky
From the ground I wonder, could I soar that high?
I don’t want to weigh him down
I could be free as any sparrow
What burdens me is in my head
Sometimes seems I’m not the one that holds it
It holds me instead
He said that love is no castle in the air
That I’m half of us, the burden should be fair
But there are some things I don’t know if I can share
I don’t want to weigh him down
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4. |
Compromise
04:18
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He said he loved me just this morning,
He said it twice
Once while I was walking out the door
and then before
when looking in my eyes
I’m thinking like a junkie,
wanna be the first to sense if things are going south
Need a supply he doesn’t know about
There is a river where I grew up
Deep and wide
It used to be the world to me
And I still see
It flowing with a child’s eyes
And even though he listens
When I tell him all my stories started on those banks
To him it’s just another place
He used to see somebody in me
Does he still?
The one who walked the riverside
With searching eyes
A hunger for the world to fill
I wonder if I’ve lost that strength
In learning how to lean on someone else sometimes
A casualty of compromise
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5. |
Goodbye
03:36
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Goodbye
Goodbye Monday
Daddy’s coffee, mama’s sigh
Goodbye
Culbertson Road
Where the hilltops reach the sky
I still see them
At break of dawn
What we lose
Is it ever really gone?
Goodbye
Western window
Stillness of the evening sky
How I
Miss the stillness
Sit and watch the stars go by
I still see them
At break of dawn
What we lose
Is it ever really gone?
Goodbye
Who I once was
Grass-stained knees and starry eyes
Even
As I wander
Her heart still beats deep in mine
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Charissa Hoffman Nashville, Tennessee
Charissa plays ukulele. She's known for her intricate jazz arrangements and heart-wrenching alt-folk originals, rich with introspective lyrics and floating melodies, creating dreamy, ethereal worlds for her listeners.
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