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Bancho - Black Fly
03:23
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"Resting on the doorframe
It’s the coughing in the night
and opening your eyes wide
The best way to part, and you go-
let it settle before making the damaging blow
Mark the ones to leave behind
Steaming breath
Still fall short of the line
Black fly
Boring out of both my eyes
Standing on the corner with no reception
I can feel deeply those lost connections
I hardly recognize my own reflection
Play your part, and it will go
one more hour and we’re through
It feels so volatile to choose
Burning from this thought:
All attention to the fire!
“I am not what I want”
Mark the ones to leave behind
Steaming breath
Still fall short of the line
Black Fly
Boring out of both my eyes
Standing on the corner with no reception
I can feel deeply those lost connections
I hardly recognize my own reflection "
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Tad Wagner - Fault Line
02:59
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Whatever came to be
if that's what you want
to know who you are
the river is flowing
it’s the great unknowing
throwing out the line
fasten it up
just give it some time
you know what you’re knowing
and you know where you’re going
whatever came to be
we live on a fault line
when you sing to me
we’ll have the last line
rolling out tonight
to say what you want
to be who you are
a slight untwisting
the weight is lifting
holding out the light
open it up, see what’s inside
the Hi that you gave me
the saving that saved me
whatever came to be
we live on a fault line
when you sing to me
we’ll have the last line
whatever came to be
we live on a fault line
when you sing to me
we’ll have the last line
when you sing to me
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Jake Lyman - Arlene
01:13
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"What if I'm wrong about the dead?
What if they die and then they're gone?
So when Arlene says she thinks
She's ready to pass away
I don't think that's a very funny joke, Grandma"
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"We meet again so hide away where we spawn creative hate
Like Dirty Projectors we can expect it
We try not to remember the shit we accepted
Until our hate's so potent, it’s coming on too strong
Enlist our pawn to set a date
I’ve spent my days in isolation
We still feel connected, as we suspected
No longer dejected but still unaccepted
Until our hate’s so potent it’s coming on too strong
Hate so potent, it’s coming on too strong"
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I can hear you hanging pots and moving rags, cracking eggs
Making continental drift, and sifting salt off precipice
I remember, fragile name, you said yourself a trembling bird
Every day repeats this way, today it feels a little worse
Cause I'm in doubt
That things ever change
When I wake up I feel again
The pressing weight of day
Light along the shelf keeps pushing dust between the blinds
Using all my human strength wipe cornflakes from my eyes
It doesn’t help there were late drinks at Kingfish out on Telegraph
Running late from reminiscing on all things that I’ve done wrong
[part c ooh ahh]
And like a song
unwritten in my mind,
I hoped the words would grow enough to exit in good time
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Matthew Harrison - Close
03:42
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"Suddenly
The horror of my life
I want to see you
I’m holding a fire
Close to the wound
At night
To see what is new
Have you been alright?
(They’re on hold on the other line)
Have you been around?
I would never know
Hi
I want to tell you that I’m here
Soft and terrified
When I can’t hear you
Have you been alright?
(They’re on hold on the other line)
Have you been around?
I would never know"
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"Ok, I admit—I was going five or maybe six over
But I promise you that I was sober and that part’s true.
Passing your sedan with a little one riding behind you
Afternoon sun trying to blind you, well it got me, too.
There, up ahead, disembarking from the back of a truck bed…
You swerved to the right
I could see the fear take over her smile
In an instant it was gone like a wave—so unstoppable
The guard rail to my left and the strength of my momentum
Launched me back in your direction, unstoppable
Trying to lead by example
Always did the best I could
Still I believe
Given one more chance I’d finally make it good
I’d make it good
I’d make it good
You pulled yourself out and she wrapped her arms around you in silence
Twisted metal, broken glass, and then sirens and the end of youth
If it had to be me or her then I’m glad that it’s over
I hope she does her best when she gets older
With every lesson that you ever told her how to make it good
How to make it good
How to make it good
How to make it
"
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"I've been watching the wire
For two whole months now
I am on Season 4
Which everyone I know adores
How much life will I spend
Watching tv shows in bed?
Some would call this time a waste
But relating to my peers
Comes first for me
It's part of living happily - for me
Please don't get me wrong
I value what my heart wants
With entertainment
And all of this time spent
I hope that it helps me
To know the hearts of my friends
In this show,
Baltimore,
Things are rough
Makes me sad
What a lens
To see through
Is it true?
Does it matter?
Empathy is a big deal to me
Because I want to be friends
With everyone, isn't that weird?
Maybe it's not true,
But if it's a lie,
It's a lie I prefer to believe
Please don't get me wrong
I value what my heart wants
With entertainment
And all of this time spent
I hope that it helps me
To know the hearts of my friends"
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Song Club Sampler
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