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I have discovered a species of moth
it has wings as wide as my hand
she flies through the window and covers the lamps
and leaves a black stain where she lands
Oo, this tangled land
there are things I know that you know
things I’ve tried my best to hide
the sigh in the data, the storm on the coast
the way that the moth sees the light
Oo, this burning night
I have studied all I can, my child
I have brought you to this land and I’ll decide
the way back home
Oo, we’re all alone
I came because I wanted to learn
you came because I asked you to
listen for the thunder in the bright red sky
someone will remember you
Oo, me and you
Oo, me and you
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2. |
Comic Book Girl
01:52
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waiting for a break in the rain
waiting for the moment to change your lane
I came home
from the wasteland
heroic and triumphant like a comic book girl
created outta nothing like a comic book girl
hey!
what if it's just more of the same?
this is not the moment to change your name
maybe home
is a wasteland
chosen from the rabble like a comic book girl
uneasy in the saddle like a comic book girl
hey!
light 'em up light 'em up light 'em up baby
you can destroy the sun
lighten up lighten up lighten up baby
you're not the only one
bang! pow! hey!
everybody here knows my name
everyone here knows how the game is played
baby, home
is a wasteland
stopping armageddon like a comic book girl
dead on page eleven like a comic book girl
hey!
hey!
hey!
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The train out of New York is shuddering to life
I’m leaving now, I’m heading westward
it’s too late to change my mind
I’d have left a note, but your bed’s emptier than mine
and this whole city feels too quiet like a house after a crime
I’m going home, going home
baby, it’s hard
when it ends before it starts
you walked across the bridge while I walked uptown
to find somewhere that wasn’t in the dark
and the lights were still lit in Times Square
and I could see the string that tied my heart to your heart
I’m going home, going home
that was the winter we were buried to our eyes
I dig out my parents’ car and then I thank God you’re alive
you always loved the city more than I could if I tried
but can’t you see the stars now that there isn’t so much light?
I’m going home, going home
baby, it’s hard
when things just fall apart
you walked across the bridge while I walked uptown
carrying your sweater in my arms
and the lights were still lit in Times Square
and I could see the string that tied my heart to your heart
I’m going home, going home
going home, going home
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City on a Hill
02:53
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Winthrop stood before his flock
his beard was coming in, his face was lined
he said God most holy and wise
in his providence hath so designed
that we should be a city on a hill
we’ll be the light
we’ve never had a winter like this
but when spring arrives, I’ll be a bride
from the earth so barren and hard
he will be watching us with swollen eyes
when you are a city on a hill
you cannot hide
Mary gave birth in a national park
Teddy Roosevelt said, baby,
do you come here very much?
and then she burst out of her body
like a geyser, hot to the touch
you can have your city on a hill
I’m out to lunch
this man who wears a jacket of wool,
I will marry him before the tide
Satan’s washed away with the stream
all my laundry now is clean and dry
when you are a city on a hill
you are the light
when you are a city on a hill
you must survive
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On My Way To You
01:28
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rain falls in the summertime
on my head as I’m
on my way to you
sleeping in my car at night
everything’s alright
on my way to you
the places I have never been
the arcade games I didn’t win
the only thing that matters now is you
you’ll be waiting on the stairs
babe, I’m almost there
on my way to you
things are gonna be okay
in another day
on my way to you
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Lee Zangari Boston, Massachusetts
folk music from some flounder
"one of the most unique and brilliant sounds to emerge from greater new england. a truly gifted artist." – south shore magazine
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