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Ormolu - Postcard to D
03:23
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Postcard to D
You never called
You never came
Two years is far too long
I haven't heard a word
I hope you are OK
I'm sorry that you're sad
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Emma Vachon - Savage
04:07
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Savage -Emma Vachon
Are you still building fires
all alone in your living room?
Do you stay up and watch the embers burn out
while listening to Springsteen covers?
Are you still setting fire
to all of your recent memories?
'Cause I think I saw you throw mine in there.
Did you do that on purpose?
Are you still chasing fire?
Where do you think you'll find it next?
Does it's light reflect what's inside of you?
Or is it so dark that you can't see?
I heard that you caught yourself on fire
with no one around to put you out.
Now the smell of smoke, it tinges your sheets,
But does it mask the scent of me?
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All This Everything -Guy Capecelatro III
I’ve been watching you Sorry it’s taken
So long for me to write
I see the new couch Watch the cats play
You in our bed at night
I’m fine I’m okay don’t worry
I know you’re hollow I see you struggle
When you’re sad you tend to hide
Take a shower Put some pants on
Maybe you should get outside
I stuck around as long as I could
But I was already gone
I knew it would be harder for you love
But I know you’re strong
I’ve been out walking With my father
It’s so lovely having time
Here comes Ida my sister Dru
Now I see the whole design
I’m fine I’m okay Don’t worry
Electricity Still flows between us
It just takes another form
You’re still my ally You’re my everything
You made me feel so safe and warm
I stuck around as long as I could
But I was already gone
I knew it would be harder for you love
But I know you’re strong
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If Winter Leaves Our Bones -The Peggy's
If Spring comes on again,
If Winter leaves our bones,
I have a plan, I have a plan
For me and you.
If Winter leaves our bones,
If Spring comes on again,
I have a plan, I have a plan
For me and you.
I get so tired of doing the things that
Make me so tired of doing things, oh
I get so tired of doing the things that
Make me so tired of doing the things I love.
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Parting Through -Craig Werth
I hope this travels o’er the sea,
to the broken rocks, the resilient trees,
to the wiley owl, and the water birds,
to the chapel where lost words were heard,
on the torrent tide, in a moment’s calm,
to the shifting shoal, and the waiting arms.
I hope this travels o’er the waves,
to the ready nest, and the steady graves,
through the raging storm, and the warm inside,
over furling grass, with a feathered glide,
on the brazen breeze, parting through,
to the artful eye, at the heart of you.
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Jim Rioux - Dear Paul
02:45
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Dearest Little Love -Peter Squires
mommy dreamed it'd be three weeks
till we see what kind of features we gave you
i don't have dreams like these
but i'm pleased and eager to meet you
will you be easy and kind,
or a tough little cookie sometimes?
or a little bit of each
it's ok to be both, you see
soon you will be.
dearest little love of mine
i made you and i will make sure you have a good time,
and all your needs are supplied
i made for all of us a safe home
you and mommy can share
in a way because you are connected
i feel so unprepared
and yet still can't wait for you to get here
will we be easy and kind
and make you feel everything's fine
or occasionally mortified
sorry, it comes with my title
soon i will be your daddy
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Not Your Nut -Almanac Mountain
Remember I wrote “Let’s hang out,
Supposed to be warm next week.
Any place is fine, I’m like that.”?
I could imagine the squint of your eye
And the sideways pursed lips
When you asked if I meant something more by it.
Taken aback and flustered, but proud,
Chose the quick reply
As if to prove you mistook my aim.
Denied it was anything,
Anything but unceremonious.
Well, I don’t know,
May have been an erroneous answer I gave,
I guess is what I’m saying.
Fools rush away and curtain dismay,
Claim poor chemistry.
Cool can’t afford to take a backseat
To clarity or to honesty
And I’m to blame, you know, for making things awkward
When I should’ve stuck out my neck,
And I’m to blame for thinking that’s all right by me.
But I’m the one, you know, who couldn’t stop believing,
And couldn’t is a word I know to well,
But that’s another note for another day
And I’m not your nut to crack.
So Sorry
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Sam Carp - Envelope
02:55
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Envelope
sliced my finger with the envelope
I soaked the wound to make it soft
when I went to read
well
the water had seeped
forming red ink into a blotch
now what's to see in the rorschach test?
is it face
well
maybe it's mine?
vision dying and blurred at best
it happens when you read between the lines
when the magnets start to switch
don't read into it
all of these pigeons, I got a dove
return to sender, you've had enough
who bites their tongue when there is so much left to say?
I guess that's just the way
things will stay
like licking strips of off white glue
when it seals it's like cement
how's it supposed to taste?
no saliva to waste
stealing the dew from your breath
now what's the deal? I hear you're doing
well
hence why my questions never last
plans had changed and something fell
well
who was waiting for who to ask?
all of these pigeons, I got a dove
return to sender, you've had enough
who bites their tongue when there is so much left to say?
I guess that's just the way
things will stay
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Audrey Ryan - Dear Dave
02:33
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The Kind Words You Said -Bob Moore
I always learn the hard way
Then you my friend would say
Just keep your eyes on seeing
The beauty in the day.
The beauty in a being
The humor in the heart
Look at a life as if it
Was a work of art.
And when my eyes go elsewhere
I’ll bet you shake your head
Those are the times I wish I
Could remember, could remember
The kinds words you said.
Your words were sweet, your love
Was unconditional
You could make some music
And sing it from your soul.
You left me with your wisdom
You left me with a choice
Now is the time I wish I
I could hear the, I could hear the
The kindness in your voice.
Your words were sweet, your love
Was unconditional
You could make some music
And sing it from your soul.
Before I start to fumble
Before my senses buy
That all this worldly trouble
Is all there is to life,
Keep me from falling deeper
When my vision strays.
Remind my mind to stay clear
Of the tricks it plays.
I always learn the hard way
Then you my friend would say
Just keep your eyes on seeing
The beauty in the, the beauty in the
The beauty in the day.
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Distance and Regret -words by Rebecca Hennessey
The way you tie your hands in knots
So careful and unwise
Inside the stories of your ghosts
And their absent lives
Has bound you to a fraying edge
Upon on a dimming path
Your life a map of what was lost
Unable to come back
Your ghosts forget what happened
They put on all your clothes
Spread themselves on tables
Feast upon your bones
You say they talk with fingers
In gloves you never wear
They enter rooms to whisper
That you were never there
The way your ghosts will enter rooms
Is how they never stay
Your deep desire to arrive
Is their need to get away
They sell you flowers in your dreams
The buckets filled with tears
It stems from what was taken then
They only bloom in fears
Fear makes sorrow its cold body
Of absence and neglect
Where pain is all ways sleeping
With distance and regret
Untie your hands from all of this
The guilt, the loss, the pain
Haunted only by your heart
Beating whole again
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Briony, I Ain't Seen You -The Orchards
Briony, I haven't seen you for a long time
Briony, I haven't seen you for a long time
Now I'm looking for you like I'm looking for a moon shine
I'm looking for you like I'm looking for a moon shine
Cause Briony I haven't seen you for a long time
Is New York small like it was when we were young?
Is New York still small like it was when we were young?
Had my ticket in my pocket, tipped my hat and I was gone
Had my ticket in my pocket, tipped my hat and I was gone
Cause New York's still small like it was when we were young
Can you tell me how you've changed?
Ten years flown
Are you frightened or amazed by the way
Some things stay the same?
Are you throwing them pancakes right up at the moon?
You still throwing them pancakes right up at the moon?
I saw a shadow pass by and I thought that it was you
Saw a shadow pass by and I knew that it was you
Cause you're still throwing them pancakes right up at the moon
Briony, I haven't seen you for a long time
Briony, I haven't seen you for a long time
Now I'm sitting in the kitchen and I feel the years roll by
And I'm sitting in the kitchen and I listen to the years roll by
Cause Briony, I haven't seen you for a long time
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Make It Better -Saturday Night Hoot
Dear You, why oh why
Didn't I try harder
You lit the candle
And I blew out the flame
Dear You, I oh I
Didn't play the game
You threw the ball
But I didn't swing
Chorus:
Make it better, Let it weather
Would you come back if I sent the letters
Make it better, Let weather
Won't you come back to me
Dear You, be oh be
Because you were kind to me
You were the honey
And I was the bee
Dear You, ex oh ex
Oh I didn't know
You gave me a kiss
But I gave you the cold shoulder
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Humanoid Spiral -Jetty Club
Earthly bound, surrender now to universal love
Is that crimson ground where winds swirl 'round
worth really fighting for?
You’ll love me, I’m your perfect humanoid
Just don’t overload my circuits to fill your void
Earthly bound, the blues is spinning thinking you’re all alone
Seen your green thumb, hon’ , now we’ve got more in common
than you think we do
Earthly bound, my heart is gold, I know that so is yours
and that coppers ground and when silvers spark,
programmed we open doors
You’ll love me, I’m your perfect humanoid
Just don't overload my circuits to fill your void
Humanoid, humanoid, humanoid, I'm your humanoid
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All In My Head -Layered Wahtever Cake
I wrote you a letter
But I forgot to write it
I really thought I wrote it
But it was all in my head
I got me an envelope
And a couple of stamps
I went to the mailbox
And my neighbor said
“Whatchoo doin man?”
Cuz it was all in head
Sometimes late at night
When I'm asleep and dreaming
I write you a letter
From my deepest feelings
But when I wake up
And rub my eyes
It takes me a while
To realize
That it was all in my head
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Jon Ekstrom - Regret
01:05
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