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Flutterbye
05:19
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I prayed for rain. It finally came but I think I've asked too much.
I know sometimes it's never enough when the flowers grow
I watch their petals fall into clippings on the floor to be carried away
through the clear sky. It's just another way to die
Flutterbye, I want to do go where you go.
You know I'd follow you anywhere.
I prayed for rain but not to wash away anything.
I know sometimes I've asked too much. Lying here, I gather rust.
As the sun returns, fresh paint won't make me new again.
The Crow refused my hand. Too down, I guess I've fallen far beyond suicide.
Flutterbye, I want to go where you go.
You know I'd follow you anywhere.
Flutterbye, why won't you take me with you?
You know I'd follow you anywhere.
She said, "Let the work that I've done speak for me."
She said, "I've left you everything you need."
She said, "If you love me, if you truly love, then why won't you give life another try?"
Flutterbye, flutter on.
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Mist and Shadow
04:41
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Mist and shadow residing behind
murky walls of my eyes
Breaking even is hard to swallow
when you're losing. Where'd the time go?
Dirty water, bloodied hands,
taste and feel my sins.
Looking upward from this sink hole.
Breaking even is hard to swallow
when you're losing where'd the time go.
Mist and shadow
When I get my shit together,
I'm gonna find something better
than mist and shadow
Mist and shadow
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3. |
Forecast
05:54
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I get down. I get up.
I get down. I get up.
I laid down. I woke up
Raised my head, I felt off
Candle glow on the wall
from the Sun through window frost
It's gonna be cold.
It's gonna be cold.
Biting wind, shake it off.
Round the bend, hand in glove
Water freeze canteen cup
Seek my friends when times are tough
It's gonna be cold.
It's gonna be cold.
It's gonna be cold.
I laid down. Moon is up.
Weathered limbs strained by worth
Lobe and sight refuse to shut
Take better care of myself
It's gonna be cold.
It's gonna be cold
It's gonna be cold
I get down. I get up.
I get down. I get up.
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4. |
Scumbag Microwave
05:08
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Back in the day when I was kid,
I ran from bus headed straight to the fridge.
Lunch felt a million hours ago:
Melted Shape-Ups and square pizza dough.
NT-2 was my free lunch code.
Went to the cabinet to grab me a bowl,
dreaming about the soup from the night before.
Into the drawer to grab me a spoon
and you know what I'm gonna do:
Into the black box on high for two
I hate you Scumbag Microwave
I hate you Scumbag Microwave
You give me a hot ass bowl
filled up with cold ass food
I hate you Scumbag Microwave
I grew up, bought house of my own
and it came with free appliances.
Walked in the kitchen and what do you know,
a brand new chrome box over the stove.
I love free shit, how could I say "No"?
Opened the door when I heard the ding.
The whole inside was steaming.
With hungry eyes I dove right in,
I grabbed my bowl, and I singed my skin.
Son of bitch, he got me again!
I hate you Scumbag Microwave
I hate you Scumbag Microwave
You give me a hot ass bowl
filled up with cold ass food
I hate you Scumbag Microwave
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5. |
The By & By
04:27
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There is a road that I must follow,
I have somewhere that I must go
And on that road, there will be sorrow.
Where evil speaks, the grass grows
And I will take my time around the dirt that winds.
Little do they know, I've been here before.
There is a road that I must follow,
I have somewhere I need to be.
And on that road, I can hear the tell
of demons lurking behind the trees
And I will take my time around the dirt that winds.
Little do they know, I've been here before.
And I will stop to smell the thorns that pierce my cheek.
I feel so much, I can't feel a thing.
No, I can't feel a thing
This is the road that I must travel
Somewhere beyond the darkened veil.
And on this road, there lies tomorrow
behind the man standing at the crossroads
And I will take my time around the dirt that winds.
Little do they know, I've been here before.
And I will play my heart to the gnarled cane
And I will pray that he will sing,
that he will sing
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6. |
Baumholder
03:53
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7. |
Ain't No Friend of Mine
04:15
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Down here,
Crushed red brick at my door down here
Cos 'round here,
you ain't welcome no more 'round here
In ear,
Whisper mosquito lies in my ear
Full of tears,
Mother Owl's eyes full of tears
She won't,
Now she won't wake the sun
Brother Crow,
He's gon' think morning won't come
For a time,
Thought you had my back for a time
On my dime,
Caught you running game on my dime
Clandestine,
knot a noose with your own line
She won't,
Now she won't wake the sun
Brother Crow,
He's afraid morning won't come
You ain't no friend of mine
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Dirty Metal Lefty Richmond, Virginia
Independent singer-songwriter out of Richmond, VA
"I make noise. People seem to dig it. That's good enough for me."
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