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Novella
02:59
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Novella
Day by day my life rolls on
Until I roll awake
From a dream I’ve been asleep it seems
But none of it seemed fake
I was led through pumpkin patches, cornfields in the maze
I was led to the cemetery gates
and on we walked towards the water tower base
Oh how I remember this place
There she goes
My situation nowhere
I could feel my heightened hair
and I don’t know if she likes my stare
Before you go we could end this novella and sell all the rights
For creative supplies
Either/Or is playing softly behind the words you speak
As if sadness hides in your upholstery or tucked beneath your sheets
I could feel the static in your breath as you spoke
I could feel my ears ringing out
and at once like a pinch from the dream I awoke
How everything’s led up to now
There she goes
My situation nowhere
I could feel my heightened hair
and I don’t know if she likes my stare
Before you go we could end this novella and sell all the rights
For creative supplies
To no surprise
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Pith
02:01
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Pith
How long has it been you ask
Whittling to the pith of the past
Who told me that baby was doing alright
and I believed it, yeah I believed each line
Sometimes I lie too
Lay your head in familiar spots
Passing out on the kitchen couch again
When did I appear to care about love
Maybe I’m thirsty but I’ve dranken so much
Caught myself a fool for your touch
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Corduroy
02:44
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Corduroy
Rose gold, broken lens
How you get them holes in your corduroy pants?
and I’ll melt slow in your hands
Break empty plans with the best of my friends
And I get it, how you said it’s true
Don’t you fret it
I will always have other things to do
Well I woke up with your song stuck in my head
How it split my train of thought in two
Overwhelmed and under fucked I try to write
But all I think about is you
So never mind it’s nothing now
So never mind, everything’s just fine
Like lighting candles in a flooding room and the water starts to rise
Everything’s fine
I get it, how you said it was true
Don’t you fret it
I will always have other things to do
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Do I Ever Cross Your Mind -Dolly Parton
oh sometimes I go walking through fields where we walked
long ago when the sweet used to be
and the flowers still grow, but they don’t smell as sweet
As they did when you picked them for me
and when I think of you and the love we once knew
how I wish we could go back in time
do you ever think back on old memories like that
or do I ever cross your mind?
oh often I wish that again I could kiss those sweet lips
like I did long ago
and how often I long for those two loving arms
that once held me so gentle and close
and when I think of you and the love we once knew
how I wish we could go back in time
do you ever recall those old memories at all
or do I ever cross you mind?
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Twin XL
04:11
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Twin XL
More than a few years sleeping with my twin
More than enough space for one of me to fit in
Recently I’ve tossed around
24 and still so thin
and often I have thought about
Giving up and giving in
But it’s my bed
Lord knows I’ve made it and she said
My friend
Now lay in it, go lay in it
Loose leaves bagged up, burnt out in the field
The warm smell, the lack of privacy
In how we feel
and on and on, you rake the lawn
Until all the grass is gone
and then get pissed when you can’t sit
Basking in the summer sun
But it’s your bed
You know I won’t fit inside it
Feeling pathetic
Ever apathetic
More or less, making up excuses
To digress that everyone’s fine
A flake mistaken is still pretty useless
To those who try to divide their time
Call it aloof but draw a fine line
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6. |
Black Eyed Susie
02:32
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Black Eyed Suzy
Suzy what gives I know you’re home
I hear that ringing on your phone
So come out with me this evening
Don’t tell me that you’re sleeping
With eyes like that, I know you don’t
You’ve been known to get a little happy
I night of work in a single benny
The lines in your script they are so wrong
Aw pretty little Black Eyed Suzy they’re all gone
Maybe I’ll meet a girl across the prairie
She’ll get late and I’ll be married
But pretty little Black-Eyed Suzy
But pretty little Black eyed Suzy
The ring on my finger means that I’m true
Oh pretty little Black Eyed Suzy
I still miss you
Suzy quit your sleeping
Unless it’s me who fills your dreaming
Suzy stop your snoozing
You’re sleeping your life away babe
Now all that ’s left is a memory of the last thing she ever said to me
I’m sorry I’m still sleeping, but you don’t fill my dreaming
And I got plans but they ain’t with you
Aw pretty like Black eyed suzy I’d still miss you
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7. |
It Could Be Worse
03:00
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It Could Be Worse
I’m too numb to be
The one to even see
What you’re up to
Some day when we’re both free
How nice life can be
And I can listen well
and I promise to never tell
All the verses in your well-read spell
I’ll be another kid who fell
and has fallen
Slow down child
You’re not running out of time
Set some goals within your reach and maybe it’ll be worth your while
To take it easy, learn to be weary
Of things you probably don’t deserve
It could always be worse
I can hardly say the three letters to form my name
In the nighttime spring-like mist and rain
My quarter life refrain and it’s come around
Slow down child
You’re not running out of time
Set some goals within your reach and maybe it’ll be worth your while
To take it easy, learn to be weary
Of things you probably don’t deserve
It could always be worse
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Shy
02:09
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Shy
In the midst of an august night, I’ll be your stuttering fan
On forehead freckles, hidden slightly
Tucked ‘neath fair-weathered bangs
My gentle breeze, a cool wind
To clear loose strands from an eye
Was it I who appeared or you who embraced, the figurative miss I tried
But I still try
I was at that moment, shy
My Helen laid and bare
Dipped in skinny in my eye
But I was tired of trying
A long time coming comes along
How do you remember each moment when you’re stoned?
But somehow you’ve found alone, you’ve shown
You’d be fine just on your own
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Azalea
03:22
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Azalea
Waking Azalea tends to the glory of the morn
From her bed post window she paints every flower she has grown
And she brews herself some tea, never saves a sip for me
Absent Azalea wiping the glue from my own eyes
How I wish that I could hold you in the brief calm moments before I rise
But I am lost inside the sheets
While you are outside picking the weeds and you said
Nurse me darling
I’ll be your garden
Plant me in the warm sunlight and watch me blossom
It’s the labour of love
It’s the passage of time
Put your elbows in the dirt and they’ll be just like mine
Pleasant Azalea when the clouds begin to storm
And the great divide when the ground is dry and plot is lorn
But I can’t fix the sky for you
You should be pleased with the morning dew and you said
Nurse me darling
I’ll be your garden
Plant me in the warm sunlight and watch me blossom
It’s the labour of love
It’s the passage of time
Nurse me darling
I’ll tend your garden
Plant you in the warm sunlight and water you often
It’s the labour of love
It’s the passage of time
and your elbows are so fitting
Entwined with mine like vines
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10. |
Sea Glass
03:06
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Sea Glass
Reflecting scenes out in the sea glass
To watch the ocean rise and fall
I lost my breath, underneath the sheer depth of it all
I ditched my shoes in between walks
Kept myself clean ‘neath dirty clothes
I sold the truth and the nonsense has now since been disposed
Through my bare toes
But I’m still stuck between
fifteen and twenty three
and I’m always leaving behind
The things that I don’t mind
Make me a mistake we can hurry
To find another to go
I just need to know that we can still sleep in separate homes
In our own homes
But I’m still stuck between
fifteen and twenty three
and I’m always leaving behind
The things that I don’t mind
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Ann Hill
02:19
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Ann Hill
My acquaintance on anniversary hill
We would council every Christmas
Sharing each story and our common thrills
As my years got darker I could tell that her’s were filled with
Bright lights and excitement
Rich new friends and strange men
It’s this kind of living you must understand Sam
It’s the new aesthetic it’s who I am
My master plan
Always a guest I guess it gets colder as a rule
When it gets darker mid-December
Slide your way back home from your in-state school
For a month or two
Hit me up, in and of itself I've got nothing left to do
We can lay supine and talk about them
Bright lights and excitement
Rich new friends and fallen men
I can’t help it, it’s this world I live in
It’s the new aesthetic it’s who I am
My main man
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12. |
Summer's Requiem
03:08
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summer’s Requiem
and I will follow you through the fields of yellow acreage
and I will make my moves when you’re papas out of town
and if I get my way
then we can live together
forever in this endeavor
are you down?
my whole world has been flipped and turned around
and the summer came with a heat like they expected
and the chance for rain was thin like the clothes we wore
and the fabric’s made to be peeled off like the sunburn
tell me you never learned when you were young
that the sunscreen you forgot was a loaded gun
each lullaby you hum while you are sleeping
each note you find, resolve the line repeating
each moment i spent, always absent
trying to find the time
you mention it’s fine
and the footsteps led to the river for a quick dip
and the pants we shed were swept with the currents form
and the walk was warm through the buzzing of mystic
and the bullfrogs and their cousins sang along
a summer night and autumn evening song
each lullaby you hum while you are sleeping
each note you find, resolve the line repeating
each moment i spent, always absent
trying to find the time
you mention it’s fine
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13. |
Herd
03:11
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Herd
Jump over the picket fence into the neighboring field
I’ll be there tied up
Lost within a gust of wind
I heard your whining call
I feel the same too
If only they knew
That all we really want
Is to graze where we can’t reach
As sweet as our grass may be
We’ll never see
What the fuss is about
Full moon and I can hardly sleep
Won’t you soothe me
Whinny that same song
Gallop to the edge, a distant friend at best
Has it been so long?
and who put your shoes on?
If only we could stay in the endless fields of hay
Just to wonder what life would be like
On the other side
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14. |
Do You Know
03:13
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Do you Know
Do you know where I go when the lights turn out
I won’t make a sound
Fast or slow tip tip toe
Sneaking out the back of your house
I ain’t nothing but bad news to you
Ooh baby doll are you right for me?
Shine the light on me
I aint a man to kill a fantasy
I will give and I’ll go
There’s no reason to show who I am
Oh no oh no So
Do you know where I go when the lights turn out
I won’t make a sound
Fast or slow tip tip toe
Sneaking out the back of your house
I ain’t nothing but bad news to you
Aw baby baby
What can you give?
I ain’t too thirsty but I want more than a sip
I think you’re sweet so sweet
Give it all to me
Meet me unders sheets
Follow instruction to sweet seduction so sweet
I want to trace you from your head to your toes
Then who knows where I’ll go
I want you so
I want you so bad
Do you know where I go when the lights turn out
I won’t make a sound
Fast or slow tip tip toe
Sneaking out
I ain’t nothing but bad news to you
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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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