The Long Way Out

by Petaluma Vale

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released June 7, 2013

All songs written by Petaluma Vale
Recorded, engineered, mixed, and mastered by Ariel Bernstein in Medford, MA
Drum tracks recorded and engineered by Raky Sastri in Littleton, MA
Album design and photography by Matt Samolis and Petaluma Vale
Stairwell photoshoot supervised by Whitney Van Dyke, featuring Freeport No. 5: Michael Lin stairwell installation at the Peabody Essex Museum (PEM) in Salem, MA
Makeup by Carol Basserman and Deanna Flanagan

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Track Name: Gooseberry Girl
Gooseberry Girl

Gooseberry girl, when you gonna make your own swirl, gooseberry girl?
Gooseberry girl, when you gonna make your own swirl, gooseberry girl?
Gooseberry girl, when you gonna turn your ring around, gooseberry girl?
Gooseberry girl, when you gonna turn your ring around?

You can bathe every day in cherry juice,
But it won’t do you no use
You can soak every day in peach purée
But it won’t do you no use

Gooseberry girl, when you gonna change from lost to found, gooseberry girl?
Gooseberry girl, when you gonna change from free to bound?
Gooseberry girl, no matter what you eat you can’t change the seed inside
No, no, no matter what you eat you can’t change the seed inside

You can bathe every day in cherry juice,
But it won’t do you no use
You can soak every day in peach purée
But it won’t do you no use

Don’t rain your silly tears on the turtledove parade
Don’t get in the way of the parasol promenade
Not unless you have got yourself a noop-link
I think not, I think not

Gooseberry girl, oh no, don’t lose heart for maybe, there’s another
Gooseberry girl, on no, don’t lose heart for maybe, there’s another
Gooseberry girl who you’ll really jam with
And then things’ll get toasty

Oh, you silly gooseberry girl, silly...
Track Name: Pet Me
Pet Me

I would like to rub my shoulder up against your thigh
Don’t ask me why
I would like to curl up like a ball upon your pillow
Just like a springtime pussywillow

I’m so sweet and cute and furry
I’m cuter if your vision’s blurry

Don’t you wanna
Take me home and pet me?
Don’t you wanna
Take me home and let me loose?
Aren’t you sad that
You haven’t really met me?
Don’t you wanna...

My previous master thought that keeping me in his closet was nice
Just with my litter box and the mice
I escaped to be made fun of by my fellow strays
I’ll find a kinder keeper one of these days

I refuse to be immured any longer
Those walls were strong, but I am stronger

Don’t attempt to collar me or lock me in or tame me
But could you please rename me
Whatever you do please do not rebuke me
And be careful not to spook me

I’ll slip right out the ‘partment door
If you stuff me in a drawer

Oh, scratchin’ at your door,
Oh, writhin’ on your floor
Track Name: The Last Brother
The Last Brother

As I sit and stare into your vacant eyes of blue
I see the figure of a man who long ago was you
But the tune’s still playing in your brow
And if only you could remember how
You’d sit and be aware with us right now

Sing, boy
Sing, boy
Sing of the crossroad dances you enjoyed
Sing, boy
Sing, boy
Sing of the laughter and the things destroyed

Now my mother’s mother ties me to a land I hold in awe
A family that was raised upon a land they called Beal Trá
And her lilting voice still comes to me
From her old apartment, 5D
Which I will likely never see again

Now your brothers and your sisters had a different point of view
But still they had the beacon blood in common with you
And I see their haunting pale blue eyes
And I hear the haunting banshee cries
And I fear I ne’er shall be as wise as all of you
Track Name: Lampworker
Lampworker

You’re warming me in the blue flame’s tip
My form is shifting, sliding
I’m gently turned in your deft grip
Your fingers so inviting

You’ve got me melting into glass
I’m wrapping around your skewer
You’ve got me dreaming of Venice
Damn you, now I’m wishing for more

I’m easily swayed by your craftsmanship
No need to stall deciding
Your artisan’s skill has me biting my lip
It’s simply no use hiding

Don’t string me along, lampworker
Don’t string me along
You know that it’s wrong, lampworker
Don’t string me along

To feel so safe is a rarity
Maybe I should be more frightened
I desperately need some clarity
Before my embrace is tightened
Track Name: Lily of the Valley
Lily of the Valley

Lily of the Valley, Lily of the Valley
Lily of the Valley, so sweet to me
Lily of the Valley, Lily of the Valley
Why do you slouch over so modestly?

Oh little my sister, oh little my sister
Oh little my sister, my springtime child
Remember to always, remember to always
Remember to always grow tall and wild

Don’t concentrate on your roots so hard
You’re not as stuck as you think you are
Don’t concentrate on your roots so hard
You’re not as stuck as you think you are

The sky isn’t so heavy, the sky isn’t so heavy
The sky isn’t so heavy, no need for a knell
The clouds do move onwards, the clouds to move onwards
So shake off and jingle your little white bell

Lily of the Valley, Lily of the Valley
Lily of the Valley, so sweet to me
Lily of the Valley, Lily of the Valley
Why do you slouch over so modestly?
Track Name: Song of Rapunzel
Song of Rapunzel

heavy breath
down my neck
words that cling
questioning
I cannot answer you when you’re so close to me
I cannot answer you when you’re so close to me

ah, let me out of here
ah, where the air is clear
ah, where I feel the sun
ah, where I can run

chains and boulders
on my shoulders
make my bones
feel like a crone’s
I am too young for this, time will not wait for me
I am too young for this, time will not wait for me

I have a prince
who comes and visits me
tells me about
all of the things I could be
if I could just disregard
what is eating my heart, oh

knots and snares
in my hair
grown so long
years, years gone
I refuse to sever my locks, oh
they are everything that I’ve got, oh

somewhere I know
only I hold the power
to escape
from this ivory tower
somewhere, somewhere I know
there is a way to go

but ain’t it so easy, honey
ain’t it so easy, molasses
to view the world through
a pair of iron-barred glasses
Track Name: Easiest Prey
Easiest Prey

Well as long as you think of yourself being as low as dirt
You’re gonna let people walk all over you
And as long as you try to pull love to your heart up through your skirt
You’re gonna have lovers who abuse you

I’m sorry to inform ya
Don’t mean to alarm ya
Ms. Riding Hood, you’re lost again in the woods
I only say it for your own good

You’re the easiest prey
On the menu today
You’re the easiest prey
On the menu today
A wolf can sniff you out
From a mile away
You’re the easiest prey
On the menu today

It’s a replayed situation, only different faces
A tragedy that’s getting awfully old
I can always detect the black and blue and purple traces
That they leave all over your soul

Sorry to inform ya
Don’t mean to alarm ya
Ms. Riding Hood, you’re lost again in the woods
I only say it for your own good

You’re the easiest prey
On the menu today
You’re the easiest prey
On the menu today
A wolf can sniff you out
From a mile away
You’re the easiest prey
On the menu today

You might’ve read all the self-help books
You might’ve joined some nice support groups
But you still beat yourself to the ground at the end of the day
You need to think those kind thoughts louder
Smash all those mean thoughts into powder
And then smile and watch them blow away

Well you didn’t have the greatest childhood you might have known
I know you’re coming from a Home Sour Home
But now you are a grown-up girl and you can do things on your own
It’s time to make lemonade from all those lemons

Sorry to inform ya
Don’t mean to alarm ya
Ms. Riding Hood, you’re lost again in the woods
I only say it for your own good

You’re the easiest prey
On the menu today
You’re the easiest prey
On the menu today
A wolf can sniff you out
From a mile away
You’re the easiest prey
On the menu today

When will you make the decision
To stop your self-derision
And forgive yourself for being human
You need to love yourself for who you are
Yes love yourself for who you are
Yes love yourself in this moment

Well as long as you think of yourself being as low as dirt
You’re gonna let people walk all over you
Track Name: Happy
Happy

I couldn’t keep my heart from leaping so
I felt the secret I was keeping grow
And when I told you, you were stunned and speechless
On Sunday mornings they don’t preach this, no

I thought God just wanted me to be happy
Why would He want me to live a lie?
I thought God just wanted me to be happy
Why would He want me to so despise myself?

And what of Sr. Mary Josephine?
She realized she was different at sixteen
She needn’t be contrite for what God made her
Her years of chastity have spayed her, oh

I thought God just wanted me to be happy
Why would He want me to live a lie?
I thought God just wanted me to be happy
Why would He want me to so despise myself?

And you say queer person, black person,
hey, I got your back, person; yeah yeah, right on
But then queer person, black person
gonna have my grandchildren... wait wait, hold on

And what if I fall in with whom you fear?
Will you accept whomever I hold dear?
Will you be ashamed to show our wedding portrait?
Will you call us “friends” and turn a shade of scarlet?

I thought God just wanted me to be happy
Why would He want me to live a lie?
I thought God just wanted me to be happy
Why would He want me to so despise myself?

And if you think that it’ll change me,
genome rearrange me, you’re so wrong
If you think my heart won’t open to let any hope in,
well don’t hold your breath for too long
Track Name: Sing Along
Sing Along

Way way back when they didn’t have any tapes or CDs
Back before the advent of MIDI files or MP3s
I mean back in the day before the music box, Victrolas, or LPs
People would sing together to put their minds at ease

Why don’t people like to sing along anymore?
Whatever you wave in their face is such a bore
When did participation become a chore?
I think that whole attitude is pure manure

All the music was live and it was made before your eyes
Anything could happen, the air was laden with surprise
But of course there were the old familiar tunes on which you could rely
And you’d play and sing and laugh and maybe sometimes even cry

Why don’t people like to sing along anymore?
Whatever you wave in their face is such a bore
When did participation become a chore?
I think that whole attitude is pure manure, so

Sing along with me,
Sing along with me,
Sing along with me
It’s as easy as one-two-three

Choices are never ending in this modern land
Plastic is all that your feeling with your hand
We’re all so used to sitting back and being entertained
In effect imaginations are easily strained

Why don’t people like to sing along anymore?
Whatever you wave in their face is such a bore
When did participation become a chore?
I think that whole attitude is pure manure, so

Sing along with me,
Sing along with me,
Sing along with me
It’s as easy as one-two-three

Sing along with me,
Sing along with me,
Sing along with me
It’s as easy as one-two-three

Sing along with me,
Sing along with me,
Sing along with me
It’s as easy as one-two-three
It’s as easy as one-two-three
It’s as easy as one-two-three
Track Name: [hu] Knows
[hu] Knows

[hu] knows, [hu] really knows
[hu] knows, [hu] really knows
[hu] I am and [hu] you are
[hu] I am and [hu] you are
[hu] I am and [hu] you are
[hu] I am and [hu] you are

well I can say I am me
and you can say you’re you
how quickly we forget now
that we are each other, too
yes I can say I am me
and you can say you’re you
how quickly it’s forgotten
that we are each other, too

well you can take the high road
and I can take the low
and we’ll both get to Scotland
or wherever it is that one goes
yes I can take the high road
and you can take the low
and we’ll both get to Ireland
or wherever it is that one goes

omphaloskepsis, solipsism
omphaloskepsis, solipsism
omphaloskepsis, solipsism
omphalo...

well if we lost our bodies
and if we lost our minds
maybe we’d come together
and everything would be fine
but we’ve been given bodies
and we’ve been given minds
and we must learn to work with them
and be loving and kind
I’m closing off the chatter
and in the stream I’m lying
o let me float effortlessly
on the current divine

hu allah, hu allah
hu allah, hu allah
hu allah, hu allah
Track Name: Ursa Minor
Ursa Minor

“Go North,” you heard someone say.
“Leave in the dark.” (Though you’d been told
travel by day.)

They always thought you were too small,
too timid to make any bold,
gutsy move at all.

Ursa Minor, she will find her way,
Ursa Minor, she will find her way.

Bernadette knew what she saw was real.
She dug in the dirt to find
waters that heal.

They didn’t believe her,
they thought she was crazy.
Brave bear, little bear,
brave bear, little bear.

Ursa Minor, she will find her way,
Ursa Minor, she will find her way.

In your heart there is a needle,
it will not lead you astray.
Polaris is within you;
let it help you find your way.

One foot in front of the other,
skipping over roots that scar.
Running now you find your rhythm,
leaping off into the stars...
Track Name: Oh, Aunt Clara!
Oh, Aunt Clara!

Glue your lashes, adjust your sash, and make sure those cheeks are rosy
Lights go up, the piano’s thumpin’ along
Take a breath and then squeeze it out behind dark and dingy teasers
Strut on out and then wow ‘em with your song

Oh, Aunt Clara, I wish I knew ya
so that I could talk to ya
and see you do your thing (“Ja-da, ja-da, jing, jing, jing”)
You were a smalltime star of vaudeville
and this skinny little broad will do the same

Point your toe, only ankle show, and then inch it a bit higher
Laugh it off, and then pat your coif as they stare
Need the dough, you put on your show, all those whoopin’ fools won’t harm ya
Charlie’s home cookin’ sauce that’s spiced with care

Oh, Aunt Clara, I wish I knew ya
so that I could talk to ya
and see you do your thing (“Ja-da, ja-da, jing, jing, jing”)
You were a smalltime star of vaudeville
and this skinny little broad will do the same

While with child you sang until you wore down your throat
to imbue your babe with the gift of music
As the child grew older it became clear
that your darling son couldn’t sing a note, but...

That’s okay ‘cause you had your heyday, your own Hoboken fame
You made certain to thank from whence your gift came
Prayed your rosary, though your prose would be shootin’ from the gutter
You say, “God made dirt, and it won’t hurt, so get out of my fuckin’ way, hey brother”

Oh, Aunt Clara, I wish I knew ya
so that I could talk to ya
and see you do your thing
You were a smalltime star of vaudeville
and this skinny little broad will do the same