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cotton-Club Sandwich
01:44
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Emma Booth-Soup
03:05
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Emma Booth – Soup
why go out?
let’s stay in
we’ll make soup
and take it all in
life outside
is wearing me down
tonight we’ll hide
do things simply for now
let’s move slowly tonight
feel the contrast
put the pot on simmer
make this moment last
good things take time, and I’ve got nothing but it
so let’s move slowly
let’s move slowly
come closer
you’re mine you’re mine
this sorta thing
doesn’t happen all the time
let down your guard
but let me in easy
we’ve waited so long
banking on maybes
let’s fall slowly this time
make sure that it lasts
I’ve been wearing my heart out
by moving too fast
good things take time and i’ve got nothing but it
so let’s fall slowly
let’s fall slowly
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Ted Ehlers-Cap'n
02:40
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Ranch Hand’s Tale
I’m too old for this I said
As I threw back my head
And swallowed
There I n my throat it caught
Just like the afterthoughts
That followed
Just another ranch hand’s tale
Out of place in Arkansas
A stupid dare I couldn’t fail
Wondered what those cowboys thought
Did it live inside my gut
Glowing white and growing plump
I wondered
I mean just what the hell
What kind of wicked spell
Was I under
When I agreed to eat a grub
At the age thirty-three
Did they think that I was dumb
Full of insecurity
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Cotton-Sweetness
01:50
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Liza Lynehan-Good Game
02:51
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Liza Lynehan – Good Game
She left her birthday cake out in the rain
I thought it was strange and pretty
One of the last standing candlelit flames
Held on, played a good game
Til a car drove by and straight through a puddle
It made a big wave, led it to its grave
This year on mine i will celebrate inside
We like to stay dry, don’t like to get high
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Mirtazapine Dreams Juniper Ginger
Dawn again, the dam creaks apart
And I fail to capture handfuls of water
Gone again, the door left ajar
Stories fill the shape of their container
Fractured, the parts
"Love you, I'll see you later"
Dawn again, shipwrecked siren song
Drowning out hand grinder meditation
Chamomile gone cold, oatmeal an hour old
Cringing as you throw up your medication
Sound the alarm
Told you I would write Mirtazapine Dreams
May we both someday remember sleep
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cotton-Cheeseincrust
02:40
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Pumpkin Mouth-Artichokes
02:30
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Joe Horne-Candy Bar
02:59
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cotton-Lasagna
02:52
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Birthday Cupcake
Sorry that I ate that half of the cupcake
You saved for tomorrow I made a mistake
You go to bed so early how can you blame me
It called from the kitchen I’m so sorry Amy
I’m writing this note so you don’t worry
We’ve had a break in when you wake up early
I’m doing my best to try and be less weird
I’ll buy you a pile for your birthday next year
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Cranberry Bread
One cup sugar, two cups flower
Let it bake about an hour
Powder, soda, sift together
With the salt I don't know whether
I can make it through
Without your voice
There on the phone
I'm all alone
Water hot and melted butter
Your pans dead cold it makes me shutter
Half cup orange juice for flavor
Can't recall if I did savor
You and every day
I had your voice
There on the phone
Now I'm alone
(Bridge)
“If you want to say goodbye
Up to her bedside you must fly”
I held her hand while she did writhe
And to the pain she closed her eyes
I told her that I loved her dear
And passing on she should not fear
Then leaving her to die alone
The only mother I and known
I will regret it every day
The choice I made to walk away
I have to say what was I thinking?
Leaving you while time was shrinking
You just lying there
Without your voice
Not coming home
All alone
She worked until her back was breaking
All the care the she was taking
With walnuts chopped one cup cranberries
Is it through that bread that carries
You and all your love
This is your voice
It brings me home
When I'm alone
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Cotton-Bloodsugar
01:43
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"Food for Thought" by Creekaboo
Is this all there is?
Is there all there was?
Preoccupied with our thighs, and who dies and who has the most fun?
Is this all there is?
Is this all there was?
Obsessed with the quest
Are we destined to find true love?
We ate our vegetables
We made our beds, we stayed in school
We bought the latest jeans, thought we’re so cool
We paid our taxes, voted, volunteered to save the world
But here we are still broke and unfulfilled
Is this all there is?
Is there all there was?
Preoccupied with our thighs, and who dies and who has the most fun?
Is this all there is?
Is this all there was?
Obsessed with the quest
Are we destined to find true love?
No one has a truth monopoly
Why we are here no one can agree
Evolution, karma, creation or just an alien simulation?
Is this all there is?
Is there all there was?
Preoccupied with our thighs, and who dies and who has the most fun?
Is this all there is?
Is this all there was?
Obsessed with the quest
Are we destined to find true love?
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Veneer-Kale Rock
03:38
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cotton-Big Blue Egg
02:20
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Brewed reality
You can brew your own tea
Or brew your own reality
Ignore your loose tooth
Or ignore your own truth
The choices that butter your bread
Are liable to soften your head
Smarties and vitamin d
A kind of therapy
kosher salt and cinnamon tea
are singing to me
Well I'm either worried or fed
I'm either sleeping or dead
Well I never know the cost to pay
Well I never know just what purpose to play
Well you're here and gone one day
You just never know
You can be who you want
be a slob or savant
You can be who you be
Or make an identity
when its cathartic or plain
I am primordial brain
Well I never know the cost to pay
Well I never know just what purpose to play
Well you're here and gone one day
You just never know
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Scotty Houston-Pineapple
03:29
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Lemons
I left the lemons on your porch
I don’t know what they’re for
Or who you have inside tonight
But I remember you made me dinner
The coldest night last winter
Salmon from Saint John with lemon
All in all I’ve been pretty good
Making changes I think I should
Never needing much company
I’m moving on reluctantly
There was an apple on your windshield
I don’t know how that feels
Things are always heavy and messy
I remember that cherry pie
And the sweet ring I hid inside
When you found it on your plate you made a face
All in all I’ve been pretty good
Making changes I think I should
Never needing much company
I’m moving on reluctantly
I left the lemons on your porch
Thought of knocking on the door
Instead I turned and walked down the block
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cotton-Fried FOOD
00:44
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burst & bloom records Maine
Burst & Bloom is a small, independent record label and book publisher based in Kittery and Bath, ME.
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