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““By reclaiming her story, Jones created a song that is strikingly sensible and occasionally humorous ... A natural, but well-polished soundscape.””
— American Songwriter
“Jones relates her story in plain language. With each verse, she describes a new scene, and with each scene, finds the poignance in some ordinary observation...This is Jones’ gift as a songwriter: to find the metaphor in the mundane, the drama in the everyday.”
— WBUR'S THE ARTERY
“Right off the bat, Kaiti Jones’ ‘Gettin Around to it’ ropes in listeners with upbeat folk-rock pep and gets movin’ and groovin’ with a reviving, yet honest sound ... [it] should not be labeled simply as your newest song to jam in the car to, but it should also be appreciated for the lyrical honesty the song contains ... There are many things we should be gettin’ around to, and listening to Kaiti Jones should be on top of that list.”
— The Wild Honey Pie
“Tossed captures a hundred opposing sentiments with a diary-like approach to lyricism.”
— VANYALAND
“Jones graces us with her sonically satisfying new indie-folk single “Weak Days.” Boosted by warm electric instrumentation and effortless vocal delivery, Jones has a way with undemanding lyrical and melodic playfulness with a sharp tone reminiscent of Aimee Mann and Heartless Bastards. Jones manages to keep the harmony and instrumentation first, while letting superficial BS stand to the side.”
— GLIDE MAGAZINE
“Drawing similarities to other folk artists like Julia Jacklin and Jade Bird, Jones creates a dynamic map of experience on Tossed that is open-ended yet utterly satisfying.”
— Sound of Boston
“Spine chilling, beautifully haunting.”
— GBH

Bio

Kaiti Jones writes songs to make sense of the world, as potent storytellers do. Her songs are a garden that she tends to, rooted in existential angst or failed romances that grow into retrospective anecdotes, sometimes evolving over months or even years. Kaiti's sophomore album Tossed finds Jones exploring both her insecurities and resilience. Sometimes they come in a ballad of questions on “Mystic,” where she examines transitioning from rigid evangelical christian culture to a more open spiritual mindset, or an endearing rush of pop-rock on “Gettin’ Around To It,” which serves as both an ode to procrastination and a metaphor for the anxieties of life. These nine tracks are the most sonically diverse that Jones has released since first publishing her music in 2009. They’re intimate and sown with personal details, without drawing to some grand, trite conclusion. “As I've gotten older, I feel like I have more and more questions and fewer answers, and I've just learned to be okay with that,” she says.

Recent Press

STAGES PLAYED:

City Winery (Boston, MA)

Club Passim (Cambridge, MA)

Atwood's Tavern (Cambridge, MA)

The Spire Center (Plymouth, MA) 

Red Room at Cafe 939 (Boston, MA)

Museum of Fine Arts (Boston, MA)

The Lizard Lounge (Cambridge, MA)

Me & Thee Coffeehouse (Marblehead, MA)

Cantab Lounge (Cambridge, MA)

The Burren (Somerville, MA)

Hotel Cafe (Los Angeles, CA)

The Rutledge (Nashville, TN)

Isis Music Hall (Asheville, NC)

One Longfellow Square (Portland, ME)

Blue (Portland, ME)

Falcon Ridge Folk Festival (Hillsdale, NY)

STAGES SHARED WITH:

Sean Rowe

Aoife O’Donovan

Dar Williams

Session Americana

Zachariah Hickman

Aubrey Haddard

Ryanhood

Christopher Williams

Whiskey Treaty Roadshow

Lizzie No

Paper Citizen

Hayley Sabella

Alisa Amador

The Mallett Brothers Band

Rachel Sumner

Liv Greene

Hawthorn

STUDIO RELEASE:

Arise Child EP (2009)

Growing Things EP (2013)

VOWS LP ( 2017)

Tossed LP (2021)

CONTACT:

Management: kristina@cornerscape.com

Press: jake@luckybirdmedia.com

info@kaitijonesmusic.com

 

growing Things EP (2013)

Growing Things

Sometimes I feel like everything I grow just ends up dying

leaving back a steady stream of almost thoughts and maybe dreams

I promise I’m not lying

but If I could water every seed

of the promises you’ve given me

I could grow a garden tall and green

sometimes I feel like everywhere I go I end up leaving

leaving back a windowsill of starter dreams and starter thrills

that finally stopped breathing

but If I could water every seed

of the promises you’ve given me

I could grow a garden tall and green

and I thank the gardner for always working harder

than I ever cared to work

and I thank the flowers for showing me that I could bloom

while giving all my hurt to the dirt

and I thank the window sill that never has and never will desert me

when I don’t feel much like growing tall at all

but If I could water every seed

of the promises you’ve given me

I could grow a garden

but if I could honor what you say

when you told me there would come a day

when all lifeless things will drift away

Each Tiny Thing

my father built my house a porch

he built it with his hands so strong

and though my mother said we’d never see the day

when it was through, oh how he loved to prove her wrong

and as we walked across the wood that held our weight

he held my hand so I would know that I was safe

and he said

each tiny thing I have laid

next to each tiny thing together makes

a bigger thing that we can hold

and you can have it for your own

at least for awhile

so I go dancing with my words

sometimes it’s all that I can do

cause there are things that are too big to comprehend

so I’ll keep rhythm with the ones I know are true

and as I measure every syllable and sound

I’m often left in wonder at the beauty I have found

in each tiny thing that I say

and each tiny thing that I wish that I’d erased

and each tiny thing that I scribble on the page

in the hopes that I’ll create a tiny thing

at least for a while

and I went walking with my Lord

through woods so thick I scarce could see

and though i’ll never know for sure I swore he said

don’t worry bout your eyes as long as they’re on me

and as he led me to the field where all things go

I felt the life break through the death within my soul

as he said each tiny thing I have made

and each tiny thing I will lay to rest

and each tiny thing I will love the best

and you will know it when you hold each tiny thing to your breast

at least for awhile

and each tiny thing that I am

and each tiny thing that I’ll never understand

and each tiny thing that I cradle in my hand

sings a song of bigger things in bigger lands

Sometime(s)

I’m not asking you to break

any rules you might have made

i’m just asking you to hold

me in your arms

I have heard a wise man say

love will come to those who wait

well i’ve been waitin’ since I woke

and I ain’t found you

some time flies

but sometimes it does fly solo

and I get so low

sometimes

I have always had a way

of burying what I should say

like how i’d marry you today

if you would have me

some time flies

but sometimes it does fly solo

and I get so low

sometimes

cause there has never been a day

where i’ve not wished for time to wait

for me to take all my mistakes

and turn them around

some time, it flies

but sometimes it does fly solo

and I get so low

sometimes

and some time, it hurts

and sometimes it just ain’t worth it

but I think you’re worth it

sometimes

I See a Door

I see a door

but i’d like to sit inside these walls for just an hour more

cause my eyes have seen the future and I don’t like what’s in store

Oh I see a door, oh I see a door

I hear a war

but i’d like to sit inside these walls for just an hour more

cause I can hear the bloodcries and I think I dropped my sword

I hear a war, oh I hear a war

I see a door

but i’d like to sit inside these walls for just an hour more

cause I know the things that save me just might hurt a little more

I see a door, oh I see a door

and in that door, there’s a tree

and it’s calling out to me

on to bigger things

on to wider things

in that expanse, there’s a man

reaching out with broken hands

asking me to dance

but i’ve forgotten how to dance

but we’re dancing through the door

and I don’t know how I got here but I know that I want more

cause my heart has heard the music and I know who wrote the score

Oh I see a door, oh I see a door

Oh I see a door

 

 

 

VOWS (2017)

What was i doing

What was I doing

Playing with your heart

What was I thinking

I wasn’t thinking from the start

And if I ever get the chance to love you right

And I hope I do, I hope I do

And if I ever have a hand to hold so tight

I hope it’s you,  I hope it's you

 

What were you doing

Giving me your love

What were you hoping

Were you hoping I would jump

And if you ever get the chance to love so true

I hope it’s right, I hope it’s right

And if you ever feel the sun shine down on you

I hope it’s bright, I hope it’s bright

 

You were always hiding from me

I was hiding too

Tiny corners big enough to whisper

I loved you

 

What were we doing

Sitting in the flames

When we were burning

Calling out the other’s name

And if I ever get the chance to make it right

I hope I’m kind, I hope I'm kind

And if you ever get to stand tall black and white

Oh I won't mind, oh I won't mind

Honey I do

I was just dreaming today

About that Salinger story we both loved

And how I poured over each page

And combed it for clues about how to get closer to you

I was just dreaming today

About all the times that I crept in the kitchen

And you cooked up something to say

And I scoured for dirt on the floors just to sweep them again

 

Little did I know that after some time

I’d be sitting here wishin for things that aren’t mine

 

Cause I want you

Oh honey I do

Oh I want you

As much as it can be true

Much as I try

Good as I lie

I want you

 

I was just dreaming tonight

About that time that you told me we’d marry

And I didn’t put up a fight

Cause Paris is lovely and so were the things that you said

I was just dreaming today

About how we never could talk without shouting

Obsessing about being right

And how it would feel when we both gave it up in the end

 

Little did I know that though it’s been long

I‘d be here on my knees conjuring you in song

 

Cause I want you

Honey I do

Oh I want you

As much as it can be true

Much as I try

Good as I lie

I want you

 

And you called me Zelda, said you were F. Scott

Oh but I’ve done my research, I haven’t forgot

Oh the end of the story, the end of the plot

When their love lost the war to the vices they fought

Oh but how are you, what are you doing this hour

I am finding almost impossible now

To forget all the things that I couldn’t allow

To escape from my lips, manifest in a shout

 

That I want you

Oh honey I do

Oh I want you

As much as it can be true

Much as I try

Good as I lie

I want you



 

Vows

What is to have and to hold

If I have not kept you close to my fold

What is in sickness and health

If I have not told you how I felt

What if the earth’s just the earth

What if there’s no rebirth

We’re just stuck in our firsts

Stuck in our worsts

 

What does till death do us part mean

Cause honestly darling I’ve got to go

What is for rich or for poor

cause there’s so much more that I need to know

What if the things that I want

aren’t the things that I want

when the evening has gone

and the morning has come

when the morning has come

 

Oh how do you choose

How do you choose me

How do you choose

Knowing you might lose me

 

What is for better or worse

Cause from what I have heard there’s a lot in between

What is from this day forward

If everything onward is in the unseen

What if I whisper my vows

What if they are not loud enough

What if they drown

What if I can’t be found

 

Oh how do you choose

How do you choose me

How do you choose

Knowing you might lose me

 

What are the vows that I’ve said

Cause the ones in my head I can’t seem to get out

What if I do but I can’t

And I won’t ever find a way back to your heart

 


 

Roll with me

I drank the fire, I bled the flames

I woke the town at midnight screaming out your name

Before your name, oh I was afloat

Now I’m a paperweight been tethered to your boat

 

And I can remember the feeling of choice

It threw a punch louder than any other voice

But the past’s an engine, memories fuel

And I keep prayin someone siphons me from you

 

They tell me girl they broke the mold when they made you

But I just want to grow old in age with you

I’m not such a rolling stone as I’m made to be

Won't you roll with me

 

The things I carry may never leave

Oh they may burrow like a burrow till they bleed

Like the way you loved me, and the way I tried

And the way I couldn’t and quite never did know why

So I scan the night sky, searching for rain

To come and pour down, rid the good land of your name

And I think of wise men comin from east

And wish that star had never beckoned me to thee

 

They tell me girl they broke the mold when they made you

But I just want to grow old in age with you

I’m not such a rolling stone as I’m made to be

Won't you roll with me

 

Cause it’s a hard thing living inside the walls you built

The weight might kill if it crumbles

And it’s a battle to climb down all these stairs

My steps are spare and I’m tumblin down to the well,

To the well

Where I fell

Where I felt you near

 

They tell me girl they broke the mold when they made you

But I just want to grow old in age with you

I’m not such a rolling stone as I’m made to be

Won't you roll with me

Wild things

I've never been too good at letting go

I keep letters that you wrote me in a box under my window

And I sometimes read them in the dim light of the evening

Wonder what it was that made you feel like leaving for the wild things

 

I've got a neighbor she is 85

She said honey I don’t feel like I am living life

I’m just existing

Waiting on the next big snow covered morning

I said Barbara don’t you lean into despair

I have come in through the garden and there’s signs of life out there

among the wild things

 

I've never been too good at growing old

Every turning of the year feels like it creeps in with the cold

But you remind me that there's beauty in expanse

Will I remember how to free my legs to dance

among the wild things

 

And when I’m old and when I’m grey

When I’ve all my days behind me and I’ve all my words to say

Would you lay me down to rest among the meadows

Watch me smile as I leave you and I’m headed for the wild things

 

And when the darkness comes

Tell me where I’m from

And how I might return to the peace

of the wild things

 

And when my body's in the land

And my soul has burst wide open with its unfettered plans

I will know I was somebody that was loved

And I'll rest easy knowing I have seen enough

of the wild things 

Dirt

Kicking up the same old dirt

That gathered round my mother’s mother’s skirt

I’ve come to find that in my mind

Is half of what they’ve left behind

And half of what I hope to find

 

Cause I’m a new creation born

Of generations weathered and well-worn

And deep in every child’s face

There lives an old familiar place

Some well-preserved, some well-erased

 

And all these things are creeping through the earth

A blackened brand of birth

And firsts are never firsts

When you’re inheriting the dirt

 

And one day when I’ve tamed the wild

And summoned of the earth a little child

I’ll fail to save her though I’ll try

And she’ll forgive me as she cries,

My face is yours and yours is mine

 

And all these things are creeping through the earth

A blackened brand of birth

And firsts are never firsts

When you’re inheriting the dirt

 

And sometimes when I’m all alone

I close my eyes and hear my mother’s tone

As she held me in her arms at night

And whispered that we’d be all right

We hurt and also we delight

And that’s the thing about this life

 

It's Okay

Woke up today to find that I was grown

Oh the seeds that I've been sowing

Seems they have all been sown

Woke up today to find that I had changed

All the thoughts I swore I'd never lose

Had all been rearranged

 

And it's okay

It's okay

It's okay

It's finally okay

 

Yesterday's fears were thick like August heat

Oh the shackles they kept growing 

Creeping up around my feet

Yesterday's pain weighed heavy on my heart

I was caught up in a standstill

Waiting for my life to start

 

And it's okay

It's okay

It's okay

It's finally okay

 

I know what tomorrow holds is still unknown

And no matter if I sing it so

I'm never fully grown

I know that tomorrow's plans are still unseen

And that life can still occur in the here and nows and in between

 

And it's okay

It's okay

It's okay

It's finally okay

 

And it is well, it is well

It is well, it is well with my soul

God Knows

Get your mouth out my dreams

Don't you know you don't live here no more

Don't you know that I mean what I say, as I hammer all 95 nails to the door

And God knows I've tried

God knows I'm tired

God knows what I don't know

 

Get your eyes out my gaze

Can't you see that I'm hurting still

I ain't got any trick plays, darlin

Don't know that I ever will

And God knows I've asked

God knows I've wallowed and watched the time pass

God knows what I don't know

 

Get your breath off my cheek

Can't you feel that I'm cryin

Can't you hear that I cannot speak

When I do I'm just lyin

And God knows I'm spent

God knows I've wasted every last cent

God knows what I don't know

 

Like how are you doing

And where am I going

And how does a person

Carry on when they're broken

Cause there's no rewinding

Only painful reminding

Of the harvest moon glowing and its shadow so blinding

Oh where do I turn now

I looked right and got left out

Looked to heaven got left down

Oh God knows I've been let down

God knows I'm free

At least waiting to be

God knows that I'm hoping to God that you're missing me

Arise child ep (2009)

If you Can

would you give me the answers i’ve been seeking

been seeking them for hours, hours, hours

would you lead me across this dead horizon

we could call it ours, ours, ours

cause life is a blink of an eye

but right now it’s a car

that i don’t wanna drive

but you, you are a lamb

and i just want you to hold me in your hands

if you can

would you leave me

if i strayed too far from

the places that i came from

would you leave me

would you love me

if virtues weren’t a friend to

the people that i gave my hopes to

would you

cause life is a blink of an eye

but right now it’s a car

that i don’t wanna drive

but you, you are a lamb

and i just want you to hold me in your hands

if you can

Arise Child

arise child and hear this song

four-poster runs ten feet long

hope dances on sunlight’s rays

projected on window panes

and you will see that this is not all for nothing

as your eyes begin to change

and embrace all that i’ve made

let grace creep in corners of your smile

i’ll promise peace but it might take a while

and you will see that this is not all for nothing

arise child and hear this song

Everybody Leaves

the thing that tears us from the ones we love

has different ways of showing up

and rendering us unconcious

whether it was a fancy job

or just a lack of love

between the ones you said

you always looked up to the most

well i was never seein faces

just the backs of heads going to different places

different places

was this the marriage of our youthful days

before we all went separate ways

all went separate ways

sometimes i wonder was it worth the pain

or should i have come to be my age

by making friends with my reflections in the rain

cause i was never seein faces

just the backs of heads going to different places

different places

and you were always saying sorry

as a blurry car drove off with everybody

“everybody leaves”

that’s what they say

“but everybody breathes a brand new day”

but i found that it was harder than i thought

harder than i thought

 

When the Sandstorm Came

When the sandstorm came

it was all i could do not to cry

at the thought of your shattered wings

that your maker had fashioned

with all of the care in the world

when the sandstorm came

you were right in the middle

caught in the middle

and i couldnt reach you if i had tried

when the sandstorm came

i was right there beside you

and as much as i tried to

forget what you said

it rang like a melody

burrowing into me

ohh

and you and your maker

gripping you tightly

singing you melodies

whispering softly

you are fearfully and wonderfully made

you are fearfully and wonderfully made

when the sandstorm came

it was all i could do not to cry

at the thought of your shattered wings

that your maker had fashioned

with all of the care in the world

Tossed LP

 

Light On

So I don’t wanna kiss you with the light on with the light on

‘Cause in the dark the blackest parts of my heart feel at home

‘Cause in the dark the blackest parts of my heart feel at home

 

It’s been a long long time since twenty two

And ‘bout the same time that I stopped loving you

Painting bodies in the summer, sculpted by the land 

Oh tell me what the hell’s a girl supposed to do

 

‘Cause I could never wrap my head around the things you saw in me

I just wrapped my arms around you in relief

And you named me as an artform, claimed me as a muse

And I just laughed and gave away my unbelief

 

So I don’t wanna kiss you with the light on with the light on

‘Cause in the dark the blackest parts of my heart feel at home

So I don’t wanna kiss you with the light on with the light on

‘Cause in the dark the blackest parts of my heart feel at home

 

You said hey there darlin, I just turned away

As if I didn’t notice all the perfect things you say

‘Cause you were shining lights and I was always pulling shades

‘Cause some things they don’t look the same

in the light of day

 

And wherever life may find you

Whoever loves you right 

Well I hope she radiates the room with light

But please remember me a painting

Immortalized and true

Keep my silhouette a fixture of the night

 

Gettin Around To It 

I wear an analog watch on my wrist

It hasn’t told me the time since 2016

But I love the way you look at me

When it’s clear you think

That I’ll be gettin around to it

 

I’m always searching for seeds that I can sow

Am I a gardener if I can’t make things grow

And these weeds keep coming for all I own

And I should pull them but I know I ain’t gettin around to it

Oh gettin around to it

 

When I told you I was lonely

You looked me in the eye 

And said that you would leave me alone

When you told me that you loved me

Babe I couldn’t speak

And I must admit 

I ain’t gettin around to it

 

I got a little kid under my skin

I came a knocking but she won’t let me in

And she’s got her fists around my heart

And she could pull them apart

But I doubt she gets around to it

Oh gettin around to it

 

When I told you I was lonely

You looked me in the eye 

And said that you would leave me alone

When you told me that you loved me

Babe I couldn’t speak

And I must admit 

I ain’t gettin around to it

 

Show me a single town

Where my eyelids close when the sun goes down

Paint me a different face

Won’t you give me someone else’s dream to chase

Show me a single town

Where my eyelids close when the sun goes down

Paint me a different face

And I’ll be gettin around to gettin out of this place

 

When I told you I was lonely

You looked me in the eye 

And said that you would leave me alone

When you told me that you loved me

Babe I couldn’t speak

And I must admit 

I ain’t gettin around to it

 

I Was Wondering

Honey, I ain't got time for you today

I’ve been wrestling with the world in a bad, bad way

And I don’t know if I can get back down to where you are

Honey, yours is a face that I’ve not seen

But I’ve been stubborn and afraid

Of all the messes I have made along the way

 

But I’ve been thinking I might like to be your lady

I think I might like you to be my man

‘Cause there are things I’ve held all to myself

And I was wondering

Would you hold them if you can

 

Honey, I ain’t got words for you today

And I know that lets you down 

And that keeping me around might break your heart

Honey, sometimes the spring just takes awhile

But while the winter’s blowing cold

Every day I’m getting bolder by the mile

 

But I’ve been thinking I might like to be your lady

I think I might like you to be my man

‘Cause there are things I’ve held all to myself

And I was wondering

Would you hold them if you can

 

Don’t you ever think I’m tired of you

I’m just tired of everything 

I have never lost my fire for you

I set fire to everything

 

But I’ve been thinking I might like to be your lady

I think I might like you to be my man

‘Cause there are things I’ve held all to myself

And I was wondering

Would you hold them if you can

 

Desert Rose

I saw you first 

You didn’t notice me

I didn’t mind

I was just wandering

Out in the fields

Away from my misery

There you enlisted me

Into your mystery

 

She is the sunrise

Oh isn’t that what you said

I played it over and over and over 

As I lay in bed

But I am a stone

Washed on the shore

Just one in a million

And nothing more

 

So honey I don’t wanna know her

Don’t wanna lock eyes with the enemy

Don’t want her to see what’s inside of me 

When I look at you

And honey board up all the windows

Paint this house black like the log in my eye

Ain’t hopin’ for much, and damned if I’ll try

So I don’t wanna know her

 

Was it a daydream

Oh the way that you laughed

How your eyes flickered with light 

Before they turned to ash

Like a desert rose

Or a fleeting mirage

I’m chasing the memory 

Of a town that never was

 

And when you’re holding her closely

Oh be good to my heart

If I can’t have the whole 

Don’t offer me part

Don’t ask me to stay

Inside of your smile

Just roll down the windows

And don’t speak for a little while

 

‘Cause honey I don’t wanna know her

Don’t wanna lock eyes with the enemy

Don’t want her to see what’s inside of me 

When I look at you

And honey board up all the windows

Paint this house black like the log in my eye

Ain’t hopin’ for much, and damned if I’ll try

So I don’t wanna know her

 

So sing to me softly

Oh any tune that you know 

And I’ll pretend the melody is mine

And mine alone

But I can’t find the key

And the chords come out wrong

And you fade into memory

Like a childhood song

 

Weak Days

What is in a day, when it all goes bad

Does it draw me in or make me turn my back

Does it whisper all that I forgot to ask

Oh what is in a day 

 

And I’ll say Hallelujah

I’m alive on a Tuesday

And I’m tired, and I’m grieving

But I’m fine, and I’m breathing

And my breath is a student

Of the truth I’m pursuing       

And I love how it shapes me

And I’ll go where it takes me 

 

I will never say the wrong thing twice

But I will never say the right thing right

Just a deer in the headlights

Silenced by fright

Oh I will never get it right

 

And I’ll say Hallelujah 

I’m on fire on a Friday

And I’m fueled, but I’m patient

And I’m formed, but I’m nascent 

And my fire is a student

Of the earth and her movements

And I’ll bend when it breaks me

And I’ll go where it takes me 

 

And it’s hard to be human

With this heart I’ve been given

All this beauty I’ve tasted

All these moments I’ve wasted

 

What is in a day, when your heart’s no good

And they’ve run every test they said would

And they found that you’re just misunderstood

Oh what if your heart’s no good 

 

And I’ll say Hallelujah 

I’m in love on a Sunday

And I’m trying to be holy

But I get so damn distracted

And my love is a student

Of mistakes I’ve been choosing

And I’ll stir when it wakes me

And I’ll go where it takes me 

 

And it’s hard to be human

With this heart I’ve been given

All this beauty I’ve tasted

All these moments I’ve wasted

 

Daydreaming 

I’m sorry I did not answer your question 

I was busy writing my eulogy

I used all the best lines and told little white lies 

And I wondered if you’d ever think of me

 

I’m sorry I missed that highway exit

I was busy thinking ‘bout babies

The ones that I have not held since Thanksgiving

The distance is starting to wreck me

 

And I think and I wonder

Will they grow tall

While I’m at the end of a long-distance call 

And you’re making all of your plans for the fall

But I am not listening

 

‘Cause I am daydreaming

I am daydreaming

Oh I don’t always know where my mind tends to go

But I’ll follow it down to the end of the road

 

I’m sorry I did not make that appointment

I was busy writing a symphony

I heard every part under cover of dark

I don’t think you’ll be seeing that much of me

 

I’m sorry I did not pick up when you called

I was busy trying to reach you 

In a faraway time zone where only my mind goes

And the connection is always true

 

And I think and I wonder

Is it really so 

That love is a country where I will not go

And you’re sending messages about the show

And I will not read them 

 

‘Cause I am daydreaming

I am daydreaming

Oh I don’t always know where my mind tends to go

But I’ll follow it down to the end of the road

 

Tossed

Touched down in San Diego

I never really minded flying

But this time it was different

I got the news you might be dying

Hit a bar down in the Gaslamp

With some faces that I met

Making friendly conversation 

Anything to just forget

 

So I woke up when the dawn broke

I met a stranger at the boardwalk

He asked me are you ok

Said be careful and he drove off

Well I’ve always been a good one

I never strayed outside the lines

But I’m in San Diego 

Trying to leave it all behind 

 

So I took off down the highway 

While the house was sleeping sound

Threw myself into the ocean 

Trying to find what I had found

But the sea she keeps a tally 

Of the battles I have lost

So I struggled for a moment

‘Fore I let myself get tossed 

 

And as I tumbled to the bottom 

I felt the ocean grip me tight 

And the current like a tempest

Pulled me left and tore me right

And the undertow did take me

To the place where I belonged

That crystal cold and true Pacific 

She gently whispered me her song

 

And my mother’s back in Portland 

With a needle every Friday 

And I’m in San Diego 

Burning rubber on the highway

 

Oh sister San Diego

Would you welcome me today

I ain’t got that much to give you

I ain’t got that much to say

‘Cause I can’t outdrive this feeling

Oh that everything has changed

What was once a nighttime shadow

Oh it covers all my days 

 

So if you come upon me someday 

And my spirit isn’t right 

If my prayers have all grown shallow 

And I’m turning in the night

And you ask me where I come from 

Oh and where it all went south 

I'll whisper San Diego 

The only words left in my mouth

 

Big Yellow Moon  

Everywhere that I go, I’m from somewhere else

Can’t you see in the way that I bend my mouth 

Can’t you see in the way that I carry myself 

It’s ok, I don’t mind 

I’ve got hearts that beat for me in different time zones 

And I know that I’m doing pretty well

 

But that big yellow moon in December

On the back cove I remember 

The same one I would ride my bicycle ‘round 

I used to pedal fast as I could

With my mother trailing on foot

But close enough that I was safe and sound 


Everyone that I see’s either staying or leaving

From city limits or the things we believed in

Honey I know you’ve got your good reasons

It’s ok, I’ve got mine

I got hang ups I’ve been harboring inside

And all the while hoping they’re just here for a season

 

But that big yellow moon in December

On the back cove I remember 

My father on the bridge in the pale pink light

As I asked him all that he knew

In the way the daughters do

And I prayed to God that I would get it right

 

Oh you know just what they say

That there’s magic in the bay 

The tide comes in and washes sorrows past

But I have never known such love 

As that yellow moon above

When it whispered things that I had not asked 

So if you ask me where I’ll go

I’ll just smile ‘cause I know

There’s a yellow moon that’s come to take me home 

 

Mystic

Am I a mystic

Or am I a missing person

Am I good, am I grown

Oh my God am I alone

And did I love you

Or did I leave you

Did I grieve you

Did I

 

Am I a conscience 

Or a consequence of context

Am I wrong, am I raw

Does my body break the law

And did I teach you

Or did I tease you

Did I please you

Did I

 

Am I a sister 

Or a symptom of a system

Am I shrewd, am I sure

Did I rap upon the door

And did I heed you

Or did I lead you

Did I need you

Did I

 

Am I a mystic

Or am I a missing person

Is it God that we've found

In our temples on the ground

And did I love you

Did I love you

Did I love you 

Did I 

 

 
““Armed with her guitar, the occasional uplifting fiddle, sporadic percussion, and her honey-sweet voice, VOWS is a simple but elegant debut LP from Kaiti Jones.” - Sound of Boston

”Spine chilling, beautifully haunting.” - WGBH

“Jones has one of those voices with a real pop sentimentality, it just works so well. She has a great range and feels confident and strong … you may pay too much attention to it and not realize that the gal also happens to write some real great tunes to boot. Listen to the lyrics people, she has got something to say.” – Red Line Roots

“…Jones’ voice hovers between the quirkiness of Joni Mitchell, and Emmylou’s country classicism…she does pensive and meditative with equal aplomb.” - Leicester Bangs Blog”
 
 

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