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The Rogue Sessions

by Sarah Donner

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1.
Rogue 03:41
When you’ve lost time and patience When you’ve gone rogue When all the medication is lost along with everyone you know It’s time for celebration You’re on your way You’ve broken boundaries And there’s no change without growing pains Stop listening to the ghosts Who only ever tell you “no, no, no” ‘Cause when you look at them you’ll just see through They’re just prisoners of empty rooms You’ve got your education You’re on display You’re searching every star, but what you find Won’t fit inside a frame It’s just a generation That passed the hate When they attack, baby don’t turn back They won’t haunt you for long You’ve got to be strong, be brave Stop listening to the ghosts Who only ever tell you “no, no, no” ‘Cause when you look at them you’ll just see through They’re just prisoners of empty rooms
2.
Heartbreaker 02:55
You came sniffing ‘round the office looking for a friend I was happy to oblige and offer benefits No one’s counting but it’s been three months, two weeks, one day You lay it on thick I like it I sure hope you stay You are a heart, heartbreaker It’s hard to see you take, take, take her away away from me I don’t know you, but I want to if it’s all the same I know all about your mojo nothing of your name You are a heart, heartbreaker It’s hard to see you take, take, take her away away from me doo doo doot doo Corporate lawyers, corporate lovers, corporate anarchists I have kissed you everywhere, and still some parts I’ve missed You are a heart, heartbreaker It’s hard to see you take, take, take her away away from me
3.
Gravity’s stronger than all this fear mongering but it’s more fun to be scared than tied down That which divides us can also unite us but irony went out of style and out of this town out of this town I get distracted and can’t be proactive with scuppers and sails in my periphery I will eat better before I eat butter and season my quahogs with salt from the sea salt from the sea I’m fairly certain I’m more than what I hear But I haven’t heard if it’s here or if it’s there If someone asked me I’d be all they want I’ll wait for you in the parking lot I’ll wait for you in the car I know the ocean it’s where I came from Home is the smell of the beach at low tide Once there were whalers, well now there are sailors We all have ghosts in the back of our mind back of our mind Who will I marry and who will carry me Into the ground and out of this life Scatter me over the mouth of the river let me dissolve like the stars into night stars into night I won’t be the lily maid who drifted off the shore laid down in her boat and was heard from no more Hurricanes will drown me before heartbreak does Tape up the panes of love Wait for the rain to come I’m fairly certain I’m more than what I hear But I haven’t heard if it’s here or if it’s there If someone asked me I’d be all they want I’ll wait for you in the parking lot I’ll wait for you in the car
4.
South Africa 02:09
What’s in South Africa I’ve never been Does sun shine on the bar where you drink your gin You’ve been to Germany, You’ve been to France I’d go to London if I had my chance Oh ocean, why you separate Me from my heart and provide no escape Oh ocean, why you separate Me from my heart Your leaves to green while mine turn to gold Your spring is young when my summer is old We played guitars by the edge of the shore We don’t catch our fish from the sea anymore Oh ocean, why you separate Me from my heart and provide no escape Oh ocean, why you separate Me from my heart Me from my heart
5.
He is the motherfucking pterodactyl Here to tear you a new asshole Yes it’s true he ate ten thousand lightning bugs Kissing his bowel like a million hugs He shat them out one phosphorescent night Painting it like Christmas lights He is the motherfucking pterodactyl Here to tear you a new asshole Yes it’s true his plumage is the best in town All the ho’s touch his sexy pteroid bone Oh yes it’s true he put the t-rex to shame His pussy arms on that pussy frame He is the motherfucking pterodactyl Here to tear you a new asshole Yes it’s true he enjoys his hobbies too He smokes his pipe, rollerblades, and finds ladies to woo Oh yes it’s true he rode with the Triassic crew That includes lystrosaurus and plateosaurus too He is the motherfucking pterodactyl Here to tear you a new asshole He is awkward on the floor His feet are shit and his balance quite poor He hooked up with a grizzly bear They made love under the sea and everywhere Then that bear gave birth to a motherfucking bear-o-dactyl who might tear you a new- so beware motherfuckers beware He is the motherfucking pterodactyl He is the motherfucking pterodactyl Remember him, remember his song Remember his tire iron and his enchanting thong
6.
You fall more than anyone else I know Hard ground brings you down to sticks and stones You’re out of alignment The sign’s meant for you to stay inside and I would never want to take your place So I will ask for a little more grace for you are Lovely, lovely, lovely standing Moped, snow sled sped up your life Slow it down some before you start to slide down The scars healed, the skin peeled I don’t want to wheel you out of here I would never want to take your place So I will ask for a little more grace for you are Lovely, lovely, lovely standing The hazards of your situation Strap in your thoughts and turn the brake on I would never want to take your place So I will ask for a little more grace for you are Lovely, lovely, lovely standing I would never want to take your place So I will ask for a little more grace for you are Lovely, lovely, lovely standing
7.
All My Guns 04:00
Cross the border from Pennsyltucky Make a home in New Jersey I’m just hoping someone will See through me I’m a hunter I’m a straight shot Between me and you I’m all I’ve got Still I hide behind the forestock Aimed at your heart I would give up all my guns If you would give me all your love Spill the bullets on the floor I won’t need them anymore In the crosshair I can see you You know I’m there, You barely move You’re so stunning Oh where you running to? I would give up all my guns If you would give me all your love Spill the bullets on the floor I won’t need them anymore And the rocks that you climb I am there just behind you And the streams that you ford I was there just before you I would give up all my guns If you would give me all your love Spill the bullets on the floor I won’t need them anymore
8.
Treeline 02:51
In my backyard I have boxes I have spices and parked cars In your backyard you have mountains You have highway you see the stars But I don't see stars from my backyard oh but I believe that they are there If you see one would you wish on it for me here Eyes on the treeline Feet in the sand These things surround me and I can't breathe in, But you won't see me in the valley On your mountain you have branded an initial monogram In my window I have neon not much brighter, but draws me in If I don't make it to the summit would you send someone down? Call for backup if I can't make it up on my own Eyes on the treeline Feet in the sand These things surround me and I can't breathe in, But you won't see me in the valley Eyes on the treeline Feet in the sand These things surround me and I can't breathe in, But you won't see me in the valley
9.
Dodgeball 04:51
When love was a serious word I wore cuffs on my acid wash jeans And we sat in the back of the bus Stephanie, James, and Kris, you and me And I knew you And I would route For the sports teams on the back of your shirt Oh yeah, love was a serious word All I wore were those no name brand Keds Epitome of cool in retrospect And I knew you What I would do to Be on your team in dodgeball I was not the fastest, not the strongest Running after dreams that were equipped with Nike sneakers But I could never catch you, I could never catch you ‘Cause I was fat When love was a serious word I would alter my daily routine Coincidentally to meet you in the hall before school And give you the support that you’d need To get through your attitude of Worries mixed with pity, doubts and sorrow for tomorrow Coupled with my silence and wishful thinking that I could bring Everything you needed in a miracle wrapped in myself But I could never catch you, I could never catch you 1997, 1998 were the days I would hold myself up to the girls in charge, girls I knew 1997, 1998 were the days I would hold myself up to the girls in charge, girls I knew I wore Keds with my penny loafers Oh yeah, love was a serious word Now you’re working in an office with fluorescent lighting All your writing never took you further than your pregnant girlfriend That was the end. Now no one brings you presents like cards and coffee Wouldn’t that be pleasant and suburban like central heating Did you forget me? ‘Cuz I could not forget you. I could not forget you ...and now, you’re fat.
10.
The Pilot 03:37
If I could fly away in my own airplane I’d plot a course to where you are And land it at your gate If I had a train I’d lay track night and day The line would lead straight to you And that’s where it would stay And if I had a ship I’d sail it to your port Your current’s strong and I belong On your rocky shore But waves that could lead you home Just wear down the sand from stone I know you’ll see one day All the things in my way So I’m afraid of heights, I never earned a pilot’s license And I missed that train, I don’t know when the next one’s coming in I won’t learn to swim, the water’s deep but I just wade in Up to my knees I won’t go far if I can’t see my feet But waves that could lead you home Just wear down the sand from stone I know you’ll see one day All the things in my way Break it to me now If there’s a map then I will make it Get up off the ground If I have to I’ll hitchhike But you are smart and brave You could find a way to save this Your telepathic brain Can see that I’m the one who’s struggling Look down from your great height See how I’m climbing? But waves that could lead you home Just wear down the sand from stone I know you’ll see one day All the things in my way
11.
Spreadsheet 03:59
Stop your swearing I don’t need an echo of my silent thoughts I beg you to be safe don’t complain My ears cannot hold your anger They’re still full of yesterdays Easter baskets full of guns and chocolate line the hallways of department stores I can’t save all these strays My ears cannot hold your anger They’re still full of yesterdays You could cradle my exhaustion or Teach it to behave All my good deeds never made it To the spreadsheet where you keep track of our faults and flaws Spread all the love that is in your budget Don’t waste interested on ancient grudges I can’t save all these strays My ears cannot hold your anger They’re still full of yesterdays You could cradle my exhaustion or Teach it to behave All my good deeds never made it To the spreadsheet where you keep track of our faults and flaws All my good deeds never made it To the spreadsheet where you keep track of our faults and flaws
12.
Waterdown 03:42
How many lessons did you learn from this year And how many more will it take To make my path straight? I drive by intentions waving at the roadside Screaming for attention, let us in, let us ride But I pretend I didn’t see them There’s no time for dreaming, some time for believing And a lifetime for change Change the curtains, change the corners Change the stories that define you Waterdown your memory so much you find you Change You’re not dropping hints to what the future will be You’re holding onto your cards It’s harder to smile I lost my application, it got lost in translation, The date it’s too late for recommendations Well maybe next year Motivate my motivation So I can move from this stationery state And change Change the layout, change the water See how honesty refines you I’m the daughter of a circle on a downhill generation How many lessons did you learn from this year? How many more will it take?
13.
Someday 03:26
Can you look close at nothing until you find something in there, in there, in there If stars could talk what would they say They’re just expired fire and so far away from me, from me, from me And I know you’re waking up to the light when everything’s broken no fights left to fight Someday you’ll leave me yeah Someday you’ll fly but somday is not tonight Deserts of paper crossed by these men I’ll search for truth again and again and again and again and again Oh I’ll go with you to these parts To your highest high and your hardest hard and your lightest white and your darkest dark To your highest high and your hardest hard and your lightest white and your darkest dark To your highest high and your hardest hard and your lightest white and your darkest dark And I know you’re waking up to the light when everything’s broken no fights left to fight Someday you’ll leave me yeah Someday you’ll fly but somday is not tonight
14.
Born from the ashes and torn from the branches you are Here under pressure and out of adventures I am And I can’t wait for something different You could take flight, take me up on the back of your wings This crippling distance has blistered the soles of my feet And I can’t wait for something different Burdens poured on me Like all the water from all the sea The cycles, the circles they suck all the instinct from me I roll up my sleeves to fight back, but I’d rather stay clean And I can’t wait for something different Burdens poured on me Like all the water from all the sea When I fall from the sky I am just metal and wire But the air in your bones lifts you higher and higher and higher Now I am not saying that I am the dangerous type Typing is dangerous when you only see black and white Burdens poured on me Like all the water from all the sea Burdens poured on me Like all the water from all the sea

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The Rogue Sessions is a polished live recording of twelve previous released tracks and two brand new tunes by Sarah Donner. The album has an energetic feel similar to her live performances.

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released May 20, 2013

Sarah Donner-vocals, guitar, baritone uke
Jay Buchanan-upright bass
Mike Batchelor-gentleman engineer

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Sarah Donner is an indie folkpop star who has embraced her inner catlady. "The Motherf**cking Pterodactyl Song" which was co- written with The Oatmeal catapulted Sarah into weblebrity status with over two million views on YouTube. After stretching her legs with musical theatre, she picked up a guitar, abandoned her classical roots, and started rocking out (with fantastic breath support). ... more

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