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Hallelujah
Composed by Leonard Cohen
Performed by Allison Crowe
I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well, it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Well, your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Well, baby, I've been here before.
I've seen this room, and I've walked this floor.
I used to live alone before I knew you.
But I've seen your flag on the marble arch,
And love is not a victory march,
It's a cold and it is a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Well, there was a time when you'd let me know
What's really going on below,
But now you never show that to me, do you?
But remember when I moved in you,
And the Holy Ghost was moving too,
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Well, maybe there is a God above,
But all that I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you.
It's not a cry that you hear at night,
And it is not somebody who has seen the light
It's a cold and it is a broken Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
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A Case of You
Composed by Joni Mitchell
Performed by Allison Crowe
Just before our love got lost you said
I am as constant as a Northern Star
And I said, constantly in the darkness
Where’s that at?
If you want me I’ll be in the bar
On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue tv screen light
I drew a map of Canada
Oh Canada
With your face sketched on it twice
Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
And I would still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet
Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I am frightened by the devil
And I’m drawn to those that ain’t afraid
And I remember when you told me, you said
Love is touching souls
Well surely you touched mine
’cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
Oh you’re, you are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you
I could drink a case of you darling
And I would still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet
And I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your life
She knew your devils and your deeds
She said
Go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed
You are in my blood, you’re my holy wine
You taste so bitter, baby, and you taste so sweet
I could drink a case of you darling
I would still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet
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In My Life
Composed by John Lennon & Paul McCartney
Performed by Allison Crowe
There are places I remember
In my life, though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends
I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all
But of all these friends and lovers
there is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I'll love you more
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I'll love you more
In my life I'll love you more
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Let It Be
Composed by John Lennon & Paul McCartney
Performed by Allison Crowe
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
And when the broken hearted people
Living in the world agree,
There will be an answer, let it be.
Though they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
There will be no sorrow, let it be.
Let it be, let it be. Let it be, Let it be
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
Though it may be cloudy,
There is still a light that shines on me,
Shine on 'til tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Oh, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be.
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be
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Going Home Tonight
Words & Music by Allison Crowe
I know the night is on us
and la lune it moves above
just try not to close your eyes
The windows float around
and the ice flies by our heads
and skirts the surface now
And you've seen
the darker side of me
and you still find a light
it's not much further now
We're going home tonight
Le soleil is a reminder
that what once was cold can warm
the dark can fall behind her
it's in your shadow now
the winter's at its end
and all can fall to blindness of the freezing rain
and I see the darker side of me
and I still find a light
it's not much further now
We're going home tonight
Forget what you have learned here
it doesn't matter now
not while the grass is greening
L'oiseau is loudly singing
and the sun becomes her home
and everything is fallen
the curtains drop as she takes hold
And sees the darker side of me
and she still finds a light
it's not much further now
We're going home tonight
And I see the darker side of me
and I still find a light
it's not much further now
We're going home tonight
We’re going home
Tonight
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Whether I'm Wrong
Words & Music by Allison Crowe
Don't want to raise my head
The world is covered in rage
Voices calling out in anger
Entering erratically into another age
Shadow puppets on the wall
Don't know who to believe
In the darkness standing tall
With a smile upon your face
And I have a right, to
Have a voice, have a say
Whether I'm wrong, or whether I'm right
It doesn't really matter anymore
You've put up a wall
You've put up a fight
And now it seems we've forgotten
What all that was for
Whether you don't want to
Or whether you can't see
What is right in front of your face
Time is running out
And we're already losing ground
With the human race
Don't want to raise my hand
Don't know why I'm scared to say
I feel like I want to call out
Feel like I want to run away
And I don't know why anyone
Should have to suffer anymore
I don't know a lot of anything
But I do wonder what all of this is for
And you have a right, too
To have a voice, have a say
Whether I'm wrong
Or whether I'm right
It doesn't really matter anymore
You've put up a wall
We've put up a fight
And now it seems we've forgotten
What all of that was for
Whether you don't want to
Or whether you can't see
What is right in front of your face
Time is running out
And we're already losing ground
With the human race
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Sea of A Million Faces
Words & Music by Allison Crowe
I pulled a knife on myself today
I don’t know what I was thinking
All of these words trapped inside my head
I feel like I’ve been drinking
And I know you don’t want to see
Me this way...
In a sea of a million faces
I feel so alone
I only have you
to hold on to
So please don’t go, don’t go.
And so I walk through the moonlit streets
But the light evades me
Lost in the darkness of endless nights
I am cold and I’m afraid
and I wish that I could see...
you this way too...
In a sea of a million faces
I feel so alone
I only have you to hold on to
So please don’t go, don’t go
I would have crawled for ten thousand days
Just to get back to you
With dirty knees and a wind torn face
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
And I don’t ever want
To see you this way...
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Double-Edged Swords
Words & Music by Allison Crowe
Going backwards on the train to France
As Germany flies by
I find myself distracted and
Wondering where and what and why
I’m running away, running faster still
Slamming into a wall
The trips that I take myself on
Always lead to a fall
So don’t hurt me, then maybe do
Maybe just let me be
I don’t want to believe in anything
And I am not sure that I am free
If anything, don’t lie to me
Just to play at words
Either run, walk, or attack me
You and your double-edged swords
I don’t know why I get so close
So enraged, so serious
I don’t know why my lucidities
Always lead to delirious…
But, they do, oh my they do
And I delight in the blood
Far beneath these wings, I think,
is something less than good
So, don’t hurt me, but, then, maybe do
Maybe just let me be
I don’t want to believe in anything
And I am not sure that I am free
If anything don’t lie to me
just to play at words
Either run, walk, or attack me
You and your double-edged swords
Now, maybe this is just my imagination
If so ignore this proclamation
Hell, now I’m filled with indignation
So please accept my resignation
I’m unpredictable, unwise at times
Dangerous in changing light
Too deep, too dark to see through
Or clear, calm and bright
So, if you think you’re trouble
What does that make me
If you think you’re the forest, baby
That makes me the sea
So don’t hurt me, well, then, maybe do
Maybe just let me be
I don’t want to believe in anything
And I am not sure that I am free
If anything, don’t lie to me
just to play at words
Either run, walk or attack me
You and your double-edged swords
Don’t hurt me
Maybe just a little
Maybe just let me be
I don’t want to believe in anything
and, then again, I kinda do
So, if anything don’t lie to me
just to play at words
Either run, walk or attack me
You and your double-edged swords
Either run, walk or attack me
You and your double-edged swords
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O Holy Night
Words: Placide Cappeau, 1847 (Minuit, chrétiens, c'est l'heure
solennelle); translated from French to English by John S. Dwight
(1812-1893)
Music: Adolphe C. Adam (1803-1856)
Arranged and performed by Allison Crowe
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior's birth!
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
'til He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born!
O night divine, O night, O night divine!
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior's birth!
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
'til He appeared and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices!
O night divine, O night when Christ was born!
O night, O holy night, O night divine!
O night divine, O night, O night divine!
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Media - interview and performance - artifacts - including some of the earliest radio, television, and online appearances of Allison Crowe from Canada and abroad.
released December 31, 2014
Cover foto: Billie Woods