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I don't think you need any advice from me.
Everything you need you've got already (right here).
You don't need a camera.
There's a better device inside you.
It's called your soul. It keeps taking pictures of love:
The way the breeze feels on your skin, the way the sun comes up.
What more do you need?
And if your house burns down or floods to the ceiling, you're okay.
You still know what love looks like (right here).
If your stomach growls a lot, if you lose your sense of hearing, you're okay.
You still know what love sounds like. You've still got pictures of love.
The way a three-year-old laughs, the way a tree grows up.
What more do you need?
And if you lose your beauty, if you cannot climb your stairs —
you're okay. You've still got your pictures (right here).
If you wake up old with all your dear friends gone,
you've still got pictures that prove you're part of something bigger.
Pictures of love: the touch of a hand that feels like home and infinite stars above.
What more do you need?
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I remember blue skies always falling by the side
everytime I follow you down
I remember car rides, all those times that you threw up
everytime I follow you down
I remember tough guys always trying to play the fool
everytime I follow you down
I remember tube socks, how we thought that we were cool
everytime I follow you down
oh, isn't it great
how we can laugh this way
oh isn't it great
how we can talk this way
I remember loud sighs, lying languid by the pond
everytime I follow you down
I remember you cried, how I promise not to tell
everytime I follow you down
I remember fireflies walking soft across your mouth
everytime I follow you down
I remember my lies, how I thought I would forget
everytime I follow you down
now that I'm here it seems that you're not around
you left me in hell and you're not around
oh isnt' it great
how we can live this way
oh isn't it great
how we can die this way
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Digging through a box I found my kindergarten yearbook,
it sent ripples through my mind
I faced my face inside its yellow pages,
sat down breathless from the time.
And I wonder how many kids turned into junkies
which ones wound up in jail
ghostly faces in an old class photo
born to lose went on to fail
R: I’m so down my friends are already dead
so, so down can’t remember what they look like in my head
Out my window I can hear kids playing,
it kinda breaks my heart.
They’ll learn to hate each other, they’ll learn to die at war,
there’s no returning to the start.
And I wonder when those kids get older
which ones will grow up to be drunks,
single file without a single notion
that their ship’s already sunk
R:
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Marks on the wall, where it once was flooded
River takes on the form of your lover
She won't leave till you learn to swim.
She won't leave till you come home again
I've got time to kill I've got these shoes to fill
I've got time to kill
Couldn't possibly remember everything he just said
If this was life or death, I'm sure we'd all be dead
I've got time to kill I've got these shoes to fill
I've got time to kill
Don't fall awake on me
Don't fall awake
Don't fall awake on me
Don't fall awake
Forget you were born, remember that you lived
Feel more alone now that you're a part of it
I've got time to kill I've got these shoes to fill I've got time to kill
Don't fall awake on me
Don't fall awake
Don't fall awake on me
Don't fall awake
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Patches in the grass have turned to yellow in the sun.
Thorough breeze and maple trees and ragweeds, now it's done
I awake and for the sake of waking I must run
The Forest lost its fun, the Forest lost its fun
You sing halleliue and hallelujah and it's time
the pieces on the chess board move in rhythm, speak in rhyme
they're dancing altogether and now surely it's a sign
The Forest lost its fun, the Forest lost its fun
I asked the fish "What did you find a-flowing in the creek?"
His eyes they shone like silver and with courage he did speak
"The world is tumbling over and out soon it will all leak"
The Forest lost its fun, the Forest lost its fun
If I can't stay asleep, if I fall in too deep,
if swimming all around me are the memories I keep,
if lost and gone forever in this bedroom I will weep
The Forest lost its fun, the Forest lost its fun
The Forest lost its fun, the Forest lost its fun
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I've decided to be someone
Cause I'm sick of it, so sick of floating
I can leave peppered hedges with no remorse,
bring it softly, sweetly, a fountain of choice
C: And I will hold my head up high
Faultless, folding hands, they tell me why
Carved hearts and names I can provide
I will walk away with my head held high
It's always a gamble to wrestle with your heart
but I say it's worth it if it creates another part
I can see through the ashes the things, they will subside
Refusing to walk away from a love I can provide
C:
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After seeing a ghost and stifling a cry
A man bought a ticket, decided to fly
A long way from home, he found the Old West
So he put on his handsomest jacket and vest
*Hello, Stranger, hello*
Well now twenty years and four daughters later,
His heart's in the mouth of a large alligator
He lives with one baby and visits the rest
And he sold long ago that jacket and vest
*Hello, Loneliness, hello*
So I'm gonna buy him a ride In a hot air balloon
He'll be up in the sky Till the eighteenth of June
He'll celebrate his birthday With the stars and with the moon
As he sails 'cross the sky In that hot air balloon
*Hello, Clarity, hello*
The wind it will carry him in from the east
He'll forget his poor heart in the mouth of that beast
And when he gets home he'll descend with a sigh
As we wave farewell to the man in the sky
*Goodbye, Father, goodbye"
After seeing a ghost and stifling a cry
A man bought a ticket, decided to fly
*Goodbye, Father, goodbye*
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I dropped my leaves in the sand
I sank my heart in the land
And I see the birds flyin’ high
fly south and leave me behind
fair weather’s not gonna stay
so will rest their weight on me today?
Wind blows and no one’s around
Sap sits deep in the ground
And I see it all as a test
Clouds loomin’ deep in the west
Ice, snow, no one can say
so who will rest their weight on me today?
Nobody comes by to see
Icicles hangin’ on me
And I see my limbs breakin’ fast
water can kill when it’s glass
frozen, alone in the grey
who will rest their weight on me today?
While you were sippin’ drinks with umbrellas
Hangin’ out with your fair-weather fellas
I was a sentinel stuck here against the cold
You’ll be back…
With your travelin’ pack
this year-to-year ritual is getting’ mighty old
Spring breathes a breath from her mouth
Warm wind arrives from the south
But don’t come expecting a home
My branches broke when I was alone
Southern comfort’s called you to stay
And you can’t rest your weight on me today
No, you can’t rest your weight on me today.
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And gone is your laughter,
once again replaced, by tears that shatter,
Thoughts that I was wiser than before,
thoughts that I had grown into a man,
I'm just a Boy, oh I'm just a boy,
on the edge of Illinois
And Words bled, the music played on,
and I heard, the call of passion,
And it's taken me all over from sea to shining shore,
But I've found myself right back where I was,
Just a boy, oh i'm just a boy,
on the edge of Illinois
And I've found, my summer sunshine,
and it's all, tangled in her bright eyes,
and she still says she loves me, and I don't know what for,
with every midnights gentle kiss,
On this boy, oh i'm just a boy,
on the edge of Illinois
And my dreams have all been broken,
and pulled up off the floor,
turned into a picture of my life.
Life of a boy, oh I'm just a boy,
Just a boy, oh I'm just a boy,
On the edge of Illinois
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This album consists of nine songs, respectively written by friends of mine, all of whom were either born in or have lived in my hometown of Terre Haute, Indiana.
I love their work and these songs in particular, so I thought it would be fun to make an EP of it. And I was right. And I hope you have fun listening to it.
Many heartfelt thanks to my friends for trusting me with their wonderful music.