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“You’ve captured something about the extraordinary pain of loss that is haunting and unforgettable. The songs are not so much dark as they are honest assessments of human emotions that some people either never have to experience or somehow manage to push out of their consciousness.  Brava!” 

– Ken LaFave, former music writer for THE ARIZONA REPUBLIC

CREDITS

All songs written by Annie Moscow except “You Won’t See Me” and “Michael from Mountains” 
All songs produced, arranged, orchestrated, engineered and mixed by Rachael Gold 
Vocal arrangements by Rachael Gold and Annie Moscow 
Drums and bass recorded at The Audio Suites, Phoenix, AZ, Engineer: Steve Harrison, Assistants: Josh Wendelken & Jason Robey 
Mastered by David Shirk, Sonorous Mastering, Tempe, AZ 
Cover portrait photo and all photos by: Mike Woodall 
Graphic Design & Illustration: Jim Yost 
Stylist on photoshoot: Jeannette Moore 
Make-up by: CeCe Mack

LYRICS

THROUGH A CLOUDED LENS 

(A. Moscow) 

Did you hear about the puppies and the vertical bars 
Raised in a cage that was all they could see 
Then when they got older they couldn’t relate 
Horizontally 
Now I’m not saying you haven’t changed 
and I’m not saying that we can’t be friends 
I’m just saying I see the world 
Through a clouded lens 

I see the tears behind every joy 
I feel the taunts behind my back 
I see the tiger behind every door 
Just waiting to attack 

I’m not saying I haven’t changed 
I’m not saying that we can’t be friends 
I’m just saying I see the world 
Through a clouded lens 
Through a clouded lens 
Through a clouded lens 
Through a clouded lens Through a clouded lens 

Some people call me a pessimist 
Some people call me a hypochondriac 
Behind every door I see a Tiger waiting to attack 
Now I’m not saying things haven’t changed 
I’m not that saying we can’t be friends 
I’m just saying I see the world 
Through a clouded lens 
Through a clouded lens 
Through a clouded lens 
Through a clouded lens 

Annie Moscow: Vocals 
Rachael Gold: Keyboards 
Todd Chuba: Drums 
Mike King: Bass 
Joe Garcia: Percussion 
Doug Mann: Acoustic guitar 

 

MAKE BELIEVE 

(A. Moscow) 

Dancing bears and dragon’s lairs 
all stacked upon the shelf 
I always could create those worlds 
So much larger than myself 
Well you can turn off the electric trains 
I’m closing down this store 
I don’t wanna play make believe anymore 

Well the wind blows in funny ways 
And who’s to say what’s right 
And hey – you never know what lies behind a door 
But I’ve stayed too long in Fantasyland 
so I’m Getting off this flight 
I don’t wanna play make-believe anymore 

What will you do when I stop trying 
Will you notice me 
Will you care 
What will you do when I stop believing there’s a chance 
Were you ever 
Aware 

Well I thought you’d be my savior 
Yeah I thought you’d be my knight 
You’d come riding through the forest 
And make everything all right 
But children cling to the darndest things and I 
Held on so tight 
And I don’t wanna play make believe 
I don’t wanna play make believe 
I don’t wanna play make believe anymore 

Annie Moscow: Vocals & piano 
Rachael Gold: Keyboards 
Mike King: Arco bass 
Jerry Donato: sax 
Arvel Bird: violin

 

HOUSE OF CARDS 

(A. Moscow) 

Hair on my pillow 
Hair on the bathroom floor 
Pieces of me 
That I can’t hold anymore 

Dust on my windowpane 
Mold on the shower door 
Can’t keep this picture 
Perfect anymore 

It feels like falling 
It feels like falling 
It feels like falling 
It feels like 
Everything you taught me 
Was a lie 
I built my castle to your specifications 
I built my castle on stilts in California 
This house of cards 
It will fall before dawning 

It feels like falling 
It feels like falling 
It feels like falling through an open abyss 
Falling down 

Your embrace 
Sustains me 
The mem’ry of your skin 
Gives me the strength to go in to 
This house of cards 
It will fall before the dawning 

Annie Moscow: Vocals & piano 
Rachael Gold: Keyboards 
Mike King: Bass 
Jerry Donato: Sax 
Joe Garcia: Percussion 

 

COME ON ANNIE 

(A. Moscow) 

Come on Annie 
Come on out and play 
There’s a whole world waiting for you 
Right this way 
You got nothing to lose 
So put on your dancing shoes 
And get down Annie get down 

Come on Annie girl 
Don’t be shy 
There’s a big sun shining 
Way Up in the sky 
So kick off your blues and 
put on your dancing shoes and 
Get down Annie get down 

Now it’s too bad 
I know you’re too sad 
From tryin’ so hard 
But nothin’s gained from 
All of your pain 
So just turn it all around 

Come on now Annie 
Come on out and play 
Kick up your heels and make hay 
Till the cows come runnin’ back your way – 
c’mon Get down Annie get down 

No Nothing’s gained 
From sitting around 
No hearts are broken 
‘Cause you’re not in town 
So Turn off the TV 
And turn it around 
I said turn it all around 
Turn it all around and 

Come on Annie 
Come on out and play 
The sun won’t wait one more day 
You got nothing to lose 
So put on your dancing shoes and 
Come on Annie 
Girl don’t be shy 
There’s a big sun shinin’ 
Way up in the sky 
So kick off your blues 
Say good-bye Good-bye 
Get down Annie get down 

Get down Annie get down 
Get down Annie get down down dah-own 
Get down Annie get down down down down 
Get down Annie Get down 

Annie Moscow: Vocals & piano 
Rachael Gold: Keyboards 
Todd Chuba: Drums 
Mike King: Bass 
Jerry Donato: Sax 
Joe Garcia: Percussion

 

SHANGRI-LA 

(A. Moscow) 

I wanna feel you more than a touch that doesn’t linger 
I want more than the pretense of understanding 
Then you turn around and roll your eyes at me 
When I’m just trying to talk to you 
talk to you 

I wanna live in Shangri La 
I wanna live in Shangri La 
I wanna live in Shangri La – Shangri La 

I want more than this house of pent-up people that come and go 
I want more place where everybody’s nice and then – nothing 
I want more than this house filled with noise from the TV that’s on all the time 
Broadcasting sport scores and noise and dysfunctional people 
Doing dysfunctional things to each other 

I wanna live in Shangri La 
I wanna live in Shangri La 
I wanna live in Shangri La – Shangri La 

We went to the city on a holiday 
Where the ocean shines 
Like an emerald 
And the cliffs drop 
And the seals play 
And the rich shop 
Then you led me through 
The pretty hotel 
Where the rich people stayed 
All the tile was inlaid 
You said Isn’t it wonderful 
Then everybody walked and Nobody talked 
And everybody shopped and Nobody talked 
And everybody gawked and 
Everybody ate their ice cream 
You said Maybe one day 
We could live right here 
In this jewel of the nation I said 
Maybe one day I would chuck this all 
Just for a little conversation 

I wanna live in Shangri La 
I wanna live in Shangri La 
I wanna live in Shangri La – Shangri La 

Annie Moscow: Vocals & piano 
Rachael Gold: Keyboards 
Todd Chuba: Drums 
Joe Garcia: Percussion 
Doug Mann: Electric guitar

INVISIBLE 

(A. Moscow) 

In a scruffy nightgown 
I wandered down Main Street 
Feeling so inconsequential 
I could blend into the wood 
It felt like no one could see me 
but they obviously could 

I walked into a store and I 
Fumbled through my purse 
And the change fell all around me 
Spinning circles on the wood – followed by 
Tissue parts and candy hearts 
The pieces of my life 
It felt like 
No one could see me but they obviously could 

I feel so invisible today 
I feel so invisible 
I feel so invisible today 
So invisible 

I know why the duck lady quacks 
She walks down the street and goes quack quack quack 
It’s ‘cause nobody can see her 
She knows nobody can see her 
Down the city streets she goes quack quack quack 
We laugh at her behind her back 
As she falls into another crack 

I feel so invisible today 
I feel so invisible 
I feel so invisible today 
I feel so invisible 

Annie Moscow: Vocals & piano 
Rachael Gold: Keyboards 
Jerry Donato: bass clarinet & bari sax 

 

YOU WON'T SEE ME 

 by Lennon/McCartney/Sony/ATV Tunes LLC 

When I call you up 
you’re line’s 
I have had enough 
So act your age 
We have lost the time 
That was so hard to find 
And I will lose my mind 
If you won’t see me 

Annie Moscow: Vocals 
Rachael Gold: Keyboards 

 

YOU WERE NEVER THERE 

(A. Moscow) 

Ah – the things we do to each other 
Ah – the things we do to each other 

All the weight I put on you 
All my dreams and expectations 
You were never there 
All along 
Must’ve been my Imagination 

I carried a phantom all my life 
I carried a phantom 
My own creation 

You were never there 
All along All along 
You were never there 
All along 
Must’ve been my Imagination 

I see the pictures and in your eyes 
So distant 
I see the pictures and in my eyes 
So much longing 
Now at last the blind frustration 
Opens up to realization 
The tired cross I tried to bear 
Is melting in the open air 

You were never there 
All along – all along 
You were never there 
All along – all along 

Annie Moscow: Vocals & piano 
Rachael Gold: Keyboards 
Todd Chuba: Drums 
Arvel Bird: Violin

 

MICHAEL FROM MOUNTAINS 

By Joni Mitchell/Sony/ATV Tunes LLC 
Michael wakes you up with sweets 
He takes you up streets and the rain comes down 
Sidewalk markets locked up tight 
Like umbrellas bright on a grey background 
There’s oil on the puddles in taffeta patterns that run down the drain 
In colored arrangements that Michael will change 
With a stick that he found 

Michael from mountains 
Go where you will go to 
Know that I will know you 
Someday I will know you very well 

Michael leads you to a park 
He sings and it’s dark and the clouds roll by 
Yellow slickers up on swings 
Like puppets on strings hanging in the sky 
They’ll splash home to suppers in wallpaper kitchens 
Their mothers will scold 
But Michael will hold you to keep away the cold 
Till the sidewalks are dry 

Michael from mountains 
Go where you will go to 
Know that I will know you 
Someday I will know you very well 
Someday I will know you very well 

Michael leads you up a stair 
He needs you to care and you know you do 
Cats come crying to the key 
And dry you will be in a towel or two 
There’s rain on the window there’s sun on the painting that smiles on the wall 
You want to know all but his mountains have called so you never do 

Michael from mountains 
Go where you will go to 
Know that I will know you 
Someday I will know you very well 
Someday I will know you very well 

Annie Moscow: Vocals & piano 
Rachael Gold: Keyboards 
Joe Garcia: Percussion 
Arvel Bird: Violin 

 

YOU CAN'T GO HOME AGAIN 

(A. Moscow) 

My father said the streets of Yonkers don’t look the same to him 
My brother – he’s been back to Plainfield 
to see the house we grew up in 
My grandma moved across the world 
when she was still quite young 
She found a life of freedom 
but she lost her mother tongue 

And we’ve tried so hard to fit right in 
We’ve joined your clubs and changed our names 
My mother’s proud of her straight blond hair 
My father’s proud of his golf game 

And I’m just trying to find my way 
Looking for the old familiar T 
rying to find the place where my 
Soul fits in 
But everyone knows 
you can’t go home again 

Can’t go back to Russia 
Can’t go back to China 
Can’t go back to Hungary 
Can’t go back to New Jersey 
Can’t go back to Poland 
Can’t go back to Viet Nam 
Can’t go back to Mexico 
Can’t go back to Sarajevo 
Can’t go back to Yonkers 
Can’t go back to Thailand 
Can’t go back to Africa 
Can’t go back to South America 

Can’t go home again 
Can’t go home again 
Can’t go home again 
Can’t go home again 

I had a dream they were dropping bombs 
on the firecracker hotel 
And in my dream they were 
dropping bombs on the firecracker hotel 
And the rooms lit up like 
little tiny candles on a birthday cake 
But I was the lucky one 
I got away I got away 
Dorothy I envy you 
Lend me your red shoes I’ll fly 

Can’t go home again 
Can’t go home again 
Can’t go home again 
Can’t go home again 
Can’t go home again 
Can’t go home again 

Annie Moscow: Vocals & piano 
Rachael Gold: Keyboards 
Todd Chuba: Drums 
Mike King: Bass 

 

ANGELS ANGELS ANGELS 

(A. Moscow) 

I never thought those stories 
About angels were true 
So imagine my surprise when I stumbled 
Into a whole field of you 

Angels Angels Angels 
Forgive me if I stare 
But now I see you everywhere 
I see you everywhere 

I never thought this tired soul 
Could feel this kind of love 
But you’ve touched in me a trust that’s just 
Unheard of 

You comfort me 
And urge me on 
You light a faith 
I thought was gone 

Angels Angels Angels 
Now I see you everywhere 
I see you everywhere 

And it feels like a radiant sun 
And you feel like a warm sea 
And I feel like a thousand mothers 
Are lifting me 

Angels Angels Angels 
Forgive me if I stare 
But now I see you everywhere 
I can see you everywhere 
I see you everywhere 

Annie Moscow: Vocals & piano 
Rachael Gold: Keyboards 
Joe Garcia: Percussion