Hot Star Maps e​.​p.

by Pam Shaffer

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released May 1, 2008

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Pam Shaffer Los Angeles

Pam is a singer of lullabies sprung from a sunken pirate ship, a pixie with a haunting voice, nimble fingers, and a killer shoe collection.

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Track Name: Henry
Henry Oh Henry
Henry Oh Henry

Why don't you come to Louveciennes?

Henry Oh Henry
Henry Oh Henry

Why don't you come to Louveciennes?

I'm enchanted by your writing and I've fallen in love
With the streets of your Paris and all the cafes you speak of

Henry Oh Henry
Henry Oh Henry

Why don't you come to Louveciennes?

Henry Oh Henry
Henry Oh Henry

Why don't you come to Louveciennes?

I've made all of your favorite foods and you'll say it's not real
But I did it just for you so you'll stay by my side


Henry Oh Henry
Henry Oh Henry

Why don't you come to Louveciennes?

Henry Oh Henry
Henry Oh Henry

Why don't you come to Louveciennes?

We could sit by the fire and read from those diaries
that I wrote as a child so long ago drifting at sea
Track Name: Hot Star Maps
Get lost on the boulevard
Up on the hillside
Mansions on the right
bathed in dazzling sunshine
Winding roads lead your through jacarandas
Their deadly blossoms twirling to the ground

Come won't you see what life has defied
Oh come won't you see what death has denied

Hot star maps
A block for a dollar

X marks the spot
What'd you expect to find
In these glamorous houses where nothing goes wrong
Where death and disaster cease to exist
where beauty is worshiped high above the ground

Come won't you see what death denied
oh come won't you see what life has defied
come won't you see the poison inside

Hot star maps
A block for a dollar
Track Name: Synapses
Your eyes they flash
My heart it beats
Still you're here sipping whiskey with me
No water will grace your lips
Nor will mine
With these words my only weapon
I write to make myself whole again
As these words
Spill out of my pen
You turn to talk to our friends

Synapses slow and you become sweet
who needs these chemicals I put in me

Moments of lucidity
flash back to me when you leave
to go out and smoke a cigarette
you're just a casual hypocrite
but I believe you when you kiss me
Oh I take it so literally

Synapses slow and you become sweet
who needs these chemicals I put in me

The way you move your tongue over mine
has me so preoccupied
with your graying hair
your green eyes
how many years are left inside
how many years are left to deny
how many years are left inside

Synapses slow and you become sweet
who needs these chemicals I put in me
Track Name: That Dress
Darkness of night stands outside the door
becomes to me
oh it does implore
questioning why I must break my heart
again and again on this unyielding floor?

It falls from my hands so easily
shatters to pieces imperceptibly

What does it matter if I wear that dress
if you're not around to see me at my best
I should be going it's getting late
so tired of being the one who must wait

I should be home reading in bed
living my life through thoughts in my head
yet I'm standing here
a piece of scenery
to all that pass by
and notice me
None of their eyes can satisfy me
The gaze I crave does not come for free

What does it matter if I wear that dress
if you're not around to see me at my best
I should be going it's getting late
so tired of being the one who must wait

Now that I realize
who runs the show
I'll pack my things
it's time to go