Katy Eggleton

Katy Eggleton

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Annual (paperback edition)

Written By: Katy Eggleton & Rob Seals

i wanna write you a letter, i'd start with how it looks like rain, i'd tell you things you'd forget, when everything's the same--i could write a novel, it will be for our age, because we always stuck together, on the same page--scribbling on paper, glancing at the clock, hoping time goes faster, except when i'm with you--slamming our lockers, walking down the stairs, bending over laughing, waiting to be late--my heart is the archives, the album of our lives, open me up i'll be there, any time you need, any time…you need--tearing pictures from magazines, and you're far away, but you are the only thing, that's keeping me awake--grabbing jacket sleeves, stepping on heels, pushing my way past them, while searching for you--matching our footsteps, never tracing tracks, stuck in the mud, getting frustrated--my heart is the archives, the album of our lives, open me up i'll be there, any time you need, any time…any time…you need--my dreams go just like my days, i'm not living history, i'm our living history, phrase by phrase--who can tell where we'll end up, and if i'll be with you, i know i've written a novel here, but it's just what i do…, but it's just what i do--my heart is the archives, the album of our lives, open me up i'll be there, any time you need, any time…any time…any time…you need--my heart is the archives, the album of our lives, open me up i'll be there, any time you need, any time…any time…any time…you need

© 2006 Katy Eggleton Music
Published by Kathryn Victoria Eggleton (ASCAP),
Rob Seals (BMI)

Broken Glass

Written By: Katy Eggleton & Rob Seals

don't get him started cause he'll go on forever, like a bicycle wheel spinning after a crash, nothing i could imitate, he's like a cartoon, he sounds sort of goofy when he laughs—forgets he has detention so he has to serve it twice, sometimes he forgets how he knows me, now i remind him, "you don't remember anything!" he smiles and says, "you're my memory."—with the distance from frustration, it's clear enough to see—he's like broken glass, when i hold him to the light, there's beauty in the flaws, with colors shining through, when you see flaws, are they beautiful to you?—she's like a bear unaware of her strength, or even what words can do, blunt as an elbow in a crowded hall, she pushes her voice on through—but she asks the questions that we all want to ask, i lack her conviction, i am unsure, one thing i'm sure of is she's sure of herself, when others' opinions seem blurred—with the distance from frustration, it's clear enough to see—she's like broken glass, when i hold her to the light, there's beauty in the flaws, with colors shining through, when you see flaws, are they beautiful to you?—hearing her thinking over the phone, and the muffled responses it brings, careful not to interrupt, realizing we need the same things—next to impossible to make up my mind, i want the world's consent, picking a band name to the color of my hair, people don't get my intent—with the distance of a friendship, your arms fall around me—we're like broken glass, when you hold us to the light, there's beauty in the flaws, with colors shining through, when you see flaws, are they beautiful to you?...

© 2006 Katy Eggleton Music
Published by Kathryn Victoria Eggleton (ASCAP),
Rob Seals (BMI)

Like Something Electrical

Written By: Katy Eggleton & Rob Seals

you are the outlet i plug myself into, i get a charge just being with you, you power me up, when i break down, reaching, connecting to find something true—you're the current that runs through me with the power to undo me—like something electrical, like something electrical, i'm so susceptible, you're something electrical—no one understands us, we keep to ourselves, with silly distractions, our heels on the floor, step into that world, as the lights go up, we take a deep breath and we walk through the door—you're the current that runs through me, with the power to undo me—like something electrical, like something electrical, i'm so susceptible, you're something electrical—powered by thoughts, by words, by smiles, powered by secrets, avoiding denial, hi watt chills from a warm embrace, powered by knowing the look on your face, my battery dies without you—this star-shaped pillow i hold oh so tight, the one that you gave me when i'm gone at night, i picture you dancing to our favorite song, like something electrical when the show is on, like something electrical when the show is on—like something electrical, like something electrical, i'm so susceptible, you're something electrical—like something electrical, like something electrical, i'm so susceptible, you're something electrical…

© 2006 Katy Eggleton Music
Published by Kathryn Victoria Eggleton (ASCAP),
Rob Seals (BMI)

Coming Back

Written By: Katy Eggleton & Rob Seals

we wake up, and don't quite know, just where we are again—waiting up, until it's late, enough to call back home—the road behind, and ahead, and what is coming next—living in, our memories, till this becomes the best—it's why we go away, it's why we go away—we're closer to, what we've been apart from, we never quite knew, what we were a part of, and all that we do, is leading me on the right track, i'm coming back—i never knew, just how long, three whole weeks could be—i was two, hours ahead, but you were still with me—it's why we go away, it's why we go away—we're closer to, what we've been apart from, we never quite knew, what we were a part of, and all that we do, is leading me on the right track, i'm coming back—it's not what you're used to, these minutes and miles are new, looking for a piece of home, it's hard to find, but we do—it's why we go away, it's why we go away—we're closer to, what we've been apart from, we never quite knew, what we were a part of, and all that we do, is leading me on the right track, i'm coming back

© 2006 Katy Eggleton Music
Published by Kathryn Victoria Eggleton (ASCAP),
Rob Seals (BMI)

Good For You

Written By: Lyrics by Katy Eggleton & Rob Seals, Music by Rob Mullins

can you remember what it's like to be me, the first time you saw the Beatles on the TV, you weren't one to break rules, but to bend, seems like you turned out OK in the end—why are you keeping me from being a kid? i'm not gonna do the things that you did, i know life isn't all fun, but it could be right now!—i just need a day with nothing to do, who knew that nothing could be good for you? i just need a day with nothing to do, who knew that nothing could be good for…—you'd be gone from sun up every saturday, no boundaries, you had to find your own way, you have my days planned, but my dreams are the place i can play—crazy how our lives can change, swim team, girl scouts, lemonade, singing lessons, school plays, going to LA, doing things to get me into college one day, there's no time to keep track of my sheep, all these schedules in my sleep—i just need a day with nothing to do, wide awake…wide awake…—i just need a day with nothing to do, who knew that nothing could be good for you?—i just need a day with nothing to do, who knew that nothing could be good for you?—i just need a day with nothing to do, who knew that nothing could be good for you?—i just need a day with nothing to do, who knew that nothing could be good for you?—i'm hearing everything you say to me, prepared for my responsibilities, the future's in good hands, but i want to stay a kid today—i just need a day with nothing to do, who knew that nothing could be good for you?—i just need a day with nothing to do, who knew that nothing could be good for you?—i just need a day with nothing to do, who knew that nothing could be good for you?—i just need a day with nothing to do, who knew that nothing could be good for you?

© 2006 Katy Eggleton Music
Published by Kathryn Victoria Eggleton (ASCAP),
Rob Mullins Publishing (BMI)

Pulling Back

Written By: Lyrics by Katy Eggleton & Rob Seals, Music by Rob Mullins

i am answering your message, i can see you're getting restless, you're telling me how it's the worst thing of your life—you are different, i've been told, but i know you're a hand to hold, to cross the busy street when we're downtown at night—you always have stories for me, some i even don't believe, it's hard for me to ever think of, living life like that—you wish to live inside a bubble, you always seem to get in trouble, not with the law but with the people here—pulling back, the tension on the surface to get what's deep inside, so i'm pulling back, i'm only holding on to help you fly—you are like a kite sometimes, the way you dodge the power lines, I'll grip your string so tight and i swear i won't let go—find your reason and run with it, it's the safe thing to resist it, tomorrow's as predictable, as the wind—pulling back, the tension on the surface to get what's deep inside, so i'm pulling back, i'm only holding on to help you fly—no one ever sees you crying, all i know is you are trying, to find a refuge that protects you, from the world—i have always been here for you, i'm the one who won't ignore you—we are bad at making plans, and we are bad at keeping friends, who love us as ourselves, and ask for nothing more—will you stop shooting me those glances, i don't always have the answers, to questions you will ask me that i've asked before—pulling back, the tension on the surface to get what's deep inside, so i'm pulling back, i'm only holding on to help you fly—pulling back, the tension on the surface to get what's deep inside, so i'm pulling back, i'm only holding on to help you fly—pulling back…

© 2006 Katy Eggleton Music
Published by Kathryn Victoria Eggleton (ASCAP),
Rob Mullins Publishing (BMI)