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Making Muscles
03:42
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Making Muscles
I’m making muscles in the mirror
Hulk Hogan is my hero
Every morning I get up and drink my protein shake
My mother’s always harping about all the time I waste
I broke my skateboard at the skate park
I’m always shredding too hard
Riding off to high school on my sister’s orange bike
I’m doing all I can to stay cool and keep it tight
Call me out tonight I’m a razor I’m a coward
Riding past the bridge I‘ll climb the water tower
I’ll see everything our house there in relief
I’ll scream my name until I can’t even speak
Riding home I feel so wired
Then I get a flat tire
Walking through the woods I see the man who stole our dog
I really wanna fight him but my mother says it’s wrong
There is a picture on the wall
Of my great uncle Carl
Hey flew a plane that dropped a bomb on Nagasaki
Everybody says he looks exactly like me
Call me out tonight I’m a razor I’m a coward
Riding past the bridge I’ll climb that water tower
I’ll see everything our house there in relief
I’ll scream my name until I can’t even speak
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2. |
Shaky Rope
03:06
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Shaky Rope
You were building a house of cards
On top of your mother’s grave
And the inconsistencies
Always come in waves
Caught in a hurricane
Of opposite forces
Like a tiresome tug of war
Between two horses
Driving through the pummeling snow
Calling everyone you know
Hold me a bed you tell them I’m driving as we speak
I’ll see you tomorrow for a week
There was nothing to listen to
So you wrote dialogue
Between a bloated Elvis
And sad Santa Claus
You worry the tight rope
Beneath your shaking feet
Will end up as a noose
In some catastrophe
Driving through Wisconsin air
Utterly unprepared
You’ve got a list of contacts tucked inside your coat
And you don’t care where you go
Maybe all the things you never should have done
Will get swallowed up like flavorless chewing gum
And all the people that you slighted in the past
Will forgive you and laugh laugh laugh
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3. |
Summertime in Milwaukee
03:27
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Summertime in Milwaukee
Look at us still standing
Though sometimes it seems barely
Who'da thunk we’d last this long
When everything’s so scary
Did you ever imagine
Making it this far
Summertime in Milwaukee
Roddy’s lumberyard
I don’t wanna unfeel those things I felt
I don’t wanna unsee the things I’ve seen
Feels like the boulder’s rolling backwards
And I’m always caught here in between x2
I remember you scheming
Looking for the big score
Your cousin in from Missouri
Just what you’d hoped for
The three of us in our ski masks
Sweating under the Hoan Bridge
Summertime in Milwaukee
When we were just kids
I don’t wanna unfeel those things I felt
I don’t wanna unsee the things I’ve seen
Feels like the boulder’s rolling backwards
And I’m always caught here in between
And I’m always caught here in between
Sorry it was a disaster
Sorry that I could run faster
It seemed like there we so many options
But you landed on the bottom
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4. |
Limitless
03:33
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Limitless
Sleeping on a plane watching your eyes flutter
Heading for New Orleans to see your baby brother
He’s marrying She’s carrying
I know it’s been a while and you’re so nervous
You said that it was over but there’s something left between us
Such history This mystery
Floating high above makes me feel reflective
The way it all unfolds is god damn impressive
So limitless no dissonance
I wish I could step outside myself
Like a snake from its skin
Release every molecule
That’s trapped within
And float high above
Like a dirty seagull
And float high above
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5. |
Tiny Clouds
02:34
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Tiny Clouds
On the way home
I stuck my head outside the window
Try and get the smoke smell out of my hair
Because I knew you had just changed the sheets
Fog was lying low
Like tiny clouds on the highway
I opened my mouth up big and wide
So I could catch those clouds and taste them
And it kind of creeped me out
When I passed the cemetery
I thought of a scary movie
The kind that made you nervous
Stripped down to my birthday suit
Piled my clothes up on the porch
Walked into our room like a cat
And watched you lay there sleeping for a while
I opened up the window
And the fog came pouring in
How could I have known at that one moment
I would never watch you sleep again x2
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6. |
Cross Country
04:12
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Cross-Country
The three of us in the station wagon
Driving through Michigan
Or maybe Montana
Or some other M state
The heat so hot
The car kept overheating
So we had to drive with
The heater blasting
Dad’s feet stuck out the window
Using his cane to work the gas pedal
All of us singing, “The Heat is On”
At the tops of our lungs
Mom had left us again
And gone who knows where
But this time we packed our things
And drove across the country
Smoking bubble gum
Cigarettes
That puffed real smoke
And made us feel so old
Dad’s feet stuck out the window
Using his cane to work the gas pedal
All of us singing, “The Heat is On”
At the tops of our lungs
When we arrive in California
Our new friends will have a parade for us
The top of our car blown right off
Like a kite over Arkansas
Here’s us waving to our mother
She’s waving back at us
From the second story window of our brand new apartment
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7. |
Say the Word
03:53
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Say the Word
Every clock I’ve ever broke all the words I never spoke
Haunting me like a Scooby Doo ghost in my dreams
Morbid curiosity always gets the best of me
I’m giddy drunk on the things that should kill me
If you would say the word I would change my ways
Turn it all around set this thing ablaze
All the times you never left every stupid thing I said
You recorded them and play it again and again
You’re the one that hollered it I’m the habit you can’t quit
There’s the rub you’re a junky for my love
If you would say the word I would change my ways
Turn it all around set this thing ablaze
Terrified of everything watermelons and museums
Telephones and shopping malls somehow seems you hate it all
But you know that it’s true I’m scared too
Hanging on this tattered rope even though it makes me choke
You think I should feel the same all the pathways in my brain
Have escaped and pulled up all their stakes
Always feeling taciturn you’re a lesson I can’t learn
I’m confused by the stupid things that I do
If you would say the word I would change my ways
Turn it all around set this thing ablaze
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8. |
Forest for the Trees
02:35
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Forest For the Trees
Feeling something that I’ve never felt before
Laid out like a dancer on the bedroom floor
Watching as the sunlight carves a curious course
Sensing subtle shifting some mysterious force
And I believe in things I cannot see
And I perceive the possibility
Waking from a dream about burning bridge
I need to turn off like I’m flicking a switch
Fumbling like a boy scout who’s untangling knots
I take a couple minutes and I gather my thoughts
And I conceive elaborate fantasies
And I can see the forest for the trees
Calling up a number from so long ago
Just to hear a stranger say a soft hello
Harboring a secret that has been exposed
Lamenting a conclusion that is presupposed
And I agree with probability
And I release the space that lies between
And I believe in things I cannot see
And I perceive the possibility
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9. |
Out There Somewhere
03:28
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Out There Somewhere
Sitting on the fire escape spying on the neighbors
I’ve fallen from favor
I can feel a changing some pressure in the air
And I don’t even care
It’s been a while since it rained here
All the birds have disappeared
Scratching at an ancient scar wondering where it came from
Now the rain has begun
Down there in the playground kids are playing four square
They don’t even care
Overhead the planes are floating
As the water hits their wings
Lately in the evenings I’ve been writing stories
And wishing you could see
It messes with my mind you’re out there somewhere
And you don’t even care
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10. |
Igloo
05:15
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Igloo
I love it when this snow Gets all slow
Mesmerizing As I drive this highway
Drop my shear start the spreader
And course this weather
Sometimes I’ll stop Turn the engine off
Just listen to the quiet That rings inside me
As the snow swathes the window
Just like an igloo
I think about my boy Who’s off in some war
I hope he’s safe inside the green zone
I hope he comes home
I turn the truck back on Feel the low hum
Then I spot this dog His tail starts to wag
Snow piled up on his back
Still he’s so black
So out I go He leads I follow
We trudge through the trees I can barely see
And then these eyes all white and crazy
Coming for me
I turn my heel double back
Expecting an imminent attack
I run for miles I run in circles
Until I’ve lost all sense of purpose
Then slump under a tree
My sweat starting to freeze
I think about my boy
Who’s off in some war
I hope he’s safe inside the green zone
I hope he comes home
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11. |
The Letting Go
03:38
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The Letting Go
I wanna bury myself in the sand
Waiting for the water to rise
Watching birds catching the wind
I hear how it sounds all contrived
But something gets a hold of me
Insidious sneaky disease
Feeling for your hand in the dark
Forgetting that you’re three states away
I climb up to the roof of the house
But the air makes me feel more afraid
So I crawl back into my sheets
And put my favorite song on repeat
With the headphones on And the windows open
I somehow feel unchosen
When you left You kissed me slow
And said enjoy the letting go
I watch a movie that I’ve already seen
Which somehow softens all that I feel
I wish that I could step back in time
Before the plot points were revealed
With everything stretched before us
And nothing even starting to rust
I hear sprinklers starting to turn
And the neighbor’s German Shepard bark
Newspaper over the windows
Carefully containing the dark
Then I crawl back into the sheets
And put my favorite song on repeat
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Burst & Bloom is a small, independent record label and book publisher based in Kittery and Bath, ME.
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