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Porch Birds
04:48
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porch birds
wings red and gold
blowing smoke rings
through the hail
smoking my last cigarette
on the porch steps
looking down
leaning to the left
i can see
how the birds shoot up
reflected in the glass
perching on the chimney
and the dawn comes slow
but i remember what it means
the timber beams made us believe
we could live here endlessly
another night lost in control
bringing everything to the forefront
i can see your toes
against the beam
the curtain rising up
above the scene
what does this reveal?
what do they see?
wings red and gold
got lost somewhere on the trail
i let the weeds grow tall
gave the game up
and embraced the fall
i can see
how the frame falls down all around
until we're forced to flee
the night has fallen still
and we drink til we fall
in the empty chill
i waste time counting stars
but the beat of your breath
is feeling real bizarre
can you spare me
any words tonight
or has the flutter of your speech
already taken flight
wrap the night up
wrap the light up
so we can fade slowly
into the scene
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Anchored Boat
03:48
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anchored boat
dark dusty shores
catching a glimmer on the peaks
and the water seems to break and breach
and break and breathe
out from a windowsill in north tennessee
sometimes this house feels too small for us to breathe
i guess we'll have to leave it
i guess this roads been hit
i guess we'll have to leave it
she said darling
wont you please release me
from these chains im feelin round my throat
it aint worth living on an anchored boat
lifes worth giving it another go
one fall too many and how youre free
this road is long
and im feeling like the waters gettin high
so tell me baby
whats the use of pleading now?
our sorry tale
is just another cross to bear
a stain of ink thats left to dry
on pages torn from a book with a broken spine
and i know you mean well
but sometimes you gotta let go
now the storm has hit
i guess that we'd better duck low
i'd have said this all before
if i thought we'd survive the undertow
sometimes youve gotta jump
and just trust that the tide is true
brace for the cold to hit
and know that someday soon
youll swim better than this
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Paper Hill Casket Company New Haven, Connecticut
Paper Hill Casket Company is a progressive, gothic Americana band based in CT/MA. The 6-piece invokes traditional folk and classical instrumentation – banjo, violin, cello, guitars, drums – mixed with punk and alternative influences to create a sound that transcends simple definition. Ambient melancholy shines through their energetic beats for a musical journey experienced live or digitally. ... more
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