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Private Beach
03:06
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I am another one in a long line of failures
I got mixed up in something I don’t even like
The right amount is written on the side of the bottle, honey
so when I am gone, don’t you start to dress in white
It’s not right
I went to Jesse’s house, but it had been bulldozed
I put my feet into the dirt where it had been
I jumped the fence, it was the last defense against
the ugliest of words that it’s possible to see:
private beach
Have you ever felt free?
These mistakes are easy,
A grave for a garden, a stone for a bead
After the meeting I am eating an orange
There is nobody who’s watching by the sign
I take the peel and squeeze it in my fingers, honey
And toss it overhand like a message in the sand
For the next man
Have you ever felt free?
These mistakes are easy,
A grave for a garden, a stone for a bead
I’m still a lover, and by a lover I mean
someone who breathes and eats and sleeps
And is easy to deceive
Sometimes I think about the garden of eden
If just because I am a fan of magic fruit
It must get lonely in a world of two, it seems
I don’t want a life made out of you and me
some private beach
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2. |
The Water in January
03:36
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I’ve gone home in dreams I’ve had
I always close every window in my head
Do you know me still?
Do you know me still?
I’ve been good in dreams I’ve had
hold my breath past the graveyard and the dead
They all love me still
They all love me still
Out by the water in January I am alone
by the boarded-up quarter arcade
It was bought by a man and he’d promised he’d keep it
but everyone knows it won’t stay
Everyone knows it won’t stay
would you cut my long hair if I asked?
If I wore a pair of business slacks
Would you know me still?
Would you know me still?
Driving the length of the continental United States
In my car with its Rhode Island plates
maybe one day I’ll crash and destroy it completely
But right now it’s running okay
Right now it’s running okay
Out by the water in January some people walk
on the beach though it snowed yesterday
Just some shapes in the distance, a coat and a dog
who is straining to run in the spray
straining to run in the spray
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Sundew (Me And Then You)
03:57
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Smooth operator, dial me in
I like my chances slipshod and slim
the oilskin, the fisherman, the marrow in the rib
the salmon fin, the wave it’s in, the ocean and continent
Could you go slower? Could you get lower?
bright is the sundew waiting for flies
Red is its well-hidden heart when it’s dry
The southern ridge, the mucilage, the lenses in the eye
The phantom itch, the biting midge, the stretch of forest in the night
Could you go slower? Could you get lower?
Once there was me and then you and then me and then you
And then me and then you and then me and then you
And a dream of a dream of a dream of a tune
That we dance to from midnight to noon
If you’re a stranger, act like you are
If you’re a carnivore, bloom in the dark
the public park, the dog that barks, the chamber in its heart
the flying dart, the waiting mark, the throng of bodies at the bar
Could you go slower? Could you get lower?
Once there was me and then you and then me and then you
And then me and then you and then me and then you
And a dream of a dream of a dream of a tune
That we dance to from midnight to noon
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4. |
Drones and Planes
02:44
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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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