1. |
long time
04:45
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i remember that night
in 2005
you took my hand and said you'd never felt so alive
we were walking down strawberry hill
it was late, and the whole world was still
and in that moment nothing mattered until the morning
it's been a long time coming, but i'm headed home
yes, it's been a long day of running, and i'm tired of being alone
and i guess that i'll still be going, a couple hundred miles on
it's been a long time coming, and i'm headed home
i remember that day
in 2008
you told me that all you'd ever known was running away
i guess that didn't sink in
until 2010
oh, and i haven't seen you since then
well, it's been a long time coming and i'm headed home
it's been a long day of running and i'm tired of being alone
and i guess these old train tracks go on and on
it's been a long time coming, and i'm headed home
they say you never know someone til you've walked in their shoes
and since you left yours at my house, i've learned all about you
i have learned
how you see the world
how your feet touch the ground, how you see the people 'round you,
and how the ribbon of your life's unfurled
i just woke from a dream
2017
and to this moment, you're still the best thing that i've ever seen
but before i awoke
i had stuttered and choked
i think i'll call you up some time, it's been too long since we spoke
it's been a long time coming, but i'm headed home
it's been a long day of running and i'm tired of being alone
and i guess, when i think about you, that's where i want to go
it's been a long time coming and i'm headed home
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2. |
give it all to me
05:07
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evening is here, the crickets are chirping
and i'm no longer hurting
with you by my side
oh, the stresses of the day have now melted away
with you by my side
you've got your love, and so do i
so put your arm around me, we've got plenty of time tonight
give it all to me
yes, my love
give it all to me
you're all that i'm thinking of
and if you love me true, in the way i love you
i'll give it all to you, too
saw you out my car window when i left for work this morning
the summer rain was pouring
but in the driveway you stood
oh, and you were there too when i got back this afternoon
in the driveway you stood
you've got your love, and so do i
so rest your head on my chest, my dear
everything's gonna be just fine
give it all to me
yes, my love
give it all to me
you're all that i'm thinking of
and if you love me true, in the way i love you
i'll give it all to you, too
oh, you've got your love, and, baby, so do i
so come a little closer, ooh
you've got your love, and so do i
so come a little closer, everything's gonna be alright, tonight
so
give it all to me
yes, my love
give it all to me
you're all that i'm thinking of
and if you love me true, in the way i love you
whoa oh oh
whoa oh oh
oh my my
give it all to me
yes, my love
give it all to me
you're all that i'm thinking of
and if you love me true, in the way i love you
i'll give it all to you, too
oh oh oh
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3. |
i, oh, wa / the brick
07:00
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the amish hotel
the old waterslide
amana ramada
wasserbahn night
the dog on the bed
we slept until ten
packed up our things
and were on the road again
something was left in that room
a toothbrush, and a piece of me
i've never put down roots anywhere that i've been
but i've spread like leaves on the breeze
freezing des moines
the cold sculpture park
i walked on my own until well after dark
you found me, crying
by the red metal bars
you gave me your coat, and got back in the car
i'm not sure why i was upset
as a matter of fact, i seldom do
i said i was sorry seventeen times
but the incident still haunts me, it's true
across from the store
empty bottles of water
i sat with my toys
and i talked with my father
the big metal fans
down the highway they ran
when we got home, i began again
they line the roads and sing of great expanses
we stretch our tiny hands up to the sky
and we tell ourselves we can begin to understand things
while we live, and breathe, fuck up, and laugh, and die
an old man had lived fully
resigned to life, day by passing day
and in his garden, he met his maker
laid among his flowers as he slipped away
a young woman sits wordless
praying to a god she's never known
and the ghosts of her fears sit dormant
she haunts herself all on her own
the little boy walks along the train tracks
told them he could do it on his own
and later that night, he lay crying
alone and needing someone to carry him home
everybody needs someone to carry them home
maybe there's a hand behind us
invisible, and guiding us all
or maybe there's a brick above our heads
to keep us from getting too tall
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4. |
slow me down
02:33
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slow me down
oh lord
slow me down
oh oh
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5. |
interlude ii
02:31
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red pianos always play better
or so you tell me, i'm not super clear on how or why
even through frustration
you've somehow found the grace to keep me on the road when i can barely drive
you’ve taught me
you teach me even still
you put up with my oddities
patch up every sprain and spill
you've shown me what it means to be a man
everything meets its end eventually, just live life while you can
it isn't always easy
i can't quite find the words
but you should know that i always listened
i held out, and i heard
you've taught me how to be real
don't always expect to know everything; it's okay just to feel
you've shown me how to reap what i sow
everything has its time, and sometimes, it's just time to go
you've shown me how to reckon with the ghosts
not everything in the world is perfect
but you're damn near close
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7. |
wounded
01:43
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i've had my bread
i've had my wine
i've had everything i need, except the time
to process
what's going on
the ring around my finger is gone
out in the woods
most every night
seeking peace of mind by candlelight
with its dripping
burning wax
gone before i had the chance to get it back
oh i've been wounded
deeper than i'd like to admit
oh these cuts don't heal easily
i think i might have broken it
i think i might have broken it
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8. |
blood
05:34
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nearer the flame
it's getting cold, and i am nearing the flame
it got so cold i nearly forgot my own name
oh, brother, the blood
taken with me
i've packed a suitcase, and i'm taking with me
a couple old shirts and the memory
oh, brother, the blood
oh, blood
oh, brother
oh, brother, the blood
oh, blood
oh, brother
oh, brother, the blood
losing my youth
with every passing day i'm losing my youth
it's taken forever to find my own truth
oh, brother, the blood
making your mark
you've taken your hand, and you are making your mark
you are the candle that will lead us through the dark
oh, brother, the blood
oh, blood
oh, brother
oh, brother, the blood
oh, blood
oh, brother
oh, brother, the blood
i've seen too much
my eyes are tired, oh, and i've seen too much
my heart is heavy, and my soul is as such
oh, brother, the blood
oh, blood
oh, brother
oh, brother, the blood
oh, blood
oh, brother
oh, brother, the blood
oh, blood
oh, brother
oh, brother, the blood
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9. |
if in our time
03:15
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if in our time, one must go before the other
ash to ash, and dust to dust
then the one remaining must
swear to remain until the day
i see you
if you sink in your fears of losing what you've gained
if i finally succumb
brittle fingers cold and numb
my lungs dusty and dry
i'll find you
you know there's a constant
there has to be
and if there isn't, what's there to be believed?
when everything changes, then nothing does
we're complacent in our place
your face is stuck in that same face
but that's just an old wives' tale
or so they say
bond to me and i'll never let you go
the cold will never strike your neck
and i, forever, will protect
your honor
if not you
we both know i'm a monster
hell, that's just me
oh would that you would
be that good to me
oh
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campbell Boone, North Carolina
appalachian queer folk musician
(they/them)
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