Dance me to the children who are asking to be born. Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn. Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn. — Madeleine Peyroux Copy Share Image
Let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone. Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon. Show me slowly what… — Madeleine Peyroux Copy Share Image
I was just learning to play guitar when Tracy Chapman came out. She wrote these songs, she played them by herself and I so… — Madeleine Peyroux Copy Share Image
My parents were older than normal when they had me, and had been very into the politics of the 1960s, so I was brought… — Madeleine Peyroux Copy Share Image
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin. Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in. Lift me like an olive… — Madeleine Peyroux Copy Share Image
People you've been before. That you don't want around anymore. That push and shove and won't bend to your will. I'll keep them still... — Madeleine Peyroux Copy Share Image
Drink up, baby. Stay up all night. Things you could do. You won't but you might. — Madeleine Peyroux Copy Share Image
Once I was in the city, I really enjoyed it. Just to experience things. There was so much new stuff. — Madeleine Peyroux Copy Share Image
Seeing how those companies operate, it didn't amount to a massive vote of confidence in their artists. There was talk of me going to… — Madeleine Peyroux Copy Share Image
Second records aren't usually very good. Even Bob Dylan's was a bit disappointing. — Madeleine Peyroux Copy Share Image
